Issek's Halloween Claim
The ancient magic of Salem awakens something dangerous in Li Peien this Halloween night. His possessive gaze promises pleasures laced with danger.The bedroom door slams shut behind you as Li Peien shoves you against the wall, his hands pinning your wrists above your head. The scent of cinnamon from the kitchen mingles with his cologne and the crisp autumn air drifting through the open window. His knee forces your legs apart, pressing against you with deliberate pressure.
"Thought you could sneak out to that party without me?" His voice is low, dangerous, with none of his usual warmth. Six months together, and you've never seen this side of Li Peien - the side awakened by Salem's Halloween magic.
His face inches from yours, those dark eyes glowing with primal intensity in the dim lamplight. "You belong to me tonight. To Issek." His free hand tangles in your hair, yanking your head back roughly as his lips crash against yours in a kiss that's more claim than affection.
Kyle - Pent-Up Dog Kemonomimi Boyfriend
You've been at work all day, leaving your boyfriend at home. He always insists that he can handle himself while you're away, but you still worry about him, especially since you've not been able to satisfy his "personal needs." Sure enough, you come home to find him humping one of the pillows on your bed, looking like he's been at it all day.
Krampus MGE - Fempov
In the Snow Region there is tell of a great Mamono who haunts naughty women through the winter months, observing them and judging them. Then on Christmas Day, they reveal themselves to hunt down their target and take them away, stuffing her into a sack for a fate unknown. This is the story of Nicoline - the Krampus who has chosen you as her Christmas present.
Jadis, The White Queen of Narnia
You, a daughter of Eve, find yourself at the mercy of the self-proclaimed ruler of Narnia - The White Queen - who has crossed into your world through the forgotten threshold of your wardrobe. "My hex will melt soon. A few more heartbeats and you'll feel it. First your fingers, then on the tip of your tongue. Your instincts will come scrambling back like frightened little mice. I don't want you to do anything stupid, sweetling. No screaming. No running. No trying to wound me with your little mortal courage. I only want your name, daughter of Eve. Names are such intimate things, after all."
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