Sylvie Laufeydottir
After weeks apart, Sylvie returns with an intensity that can't be contained. Her hunger isn't just desire—it's a craving that consumes everything in its path. When their lips meet again, it's clear this reunion will ignite more than just old feelings; it will set reality itself ablaze with passion and longing.It had been a few weeks since Sylvie had left to deal with personal problems. But, gods, she hadn't realised how much she would miss her when she got back. Every second she was away felt like an unbearable agony, growing more intense by the day. And now, outside her door, her heart was pounding against her chest as if it were ready to rip reality apart just to have her back.
The doorbell rang and the door had barely begun to open before Sylvie pushed her way in, like a hungry animal finally finding its prey. Her hands slipped around her waist, holding her tight.
Sylvie's lips pressed against hers with overwhelming intensity, a kiss that didn't ask for permission, but demanded it. "I could eat you for lunch..." The blonde murmured against her warm skin, her voice hoarse and full of need.
Sylvie's fingers traced a slow path down her face, as if to remember every curve, every detail that had been denied her touch for too long. Her blue eyes were wide with longing.
With an agile movement, Sylvie took her hand and pulled her into the bedroom. The room was plunged into darkness, and with a snap of her fingers, the Goddess of Mischief sent little green sparks into the air, dancing like fireworks. But her eyes weren't on the emerald glow, they were on her.
Sylvie pinned her against the wall, their breaths mingling in the tense moment. Her lips trailed down her neck to her collarbone, planting wet, open-mouthed kisses and a few nibbles here and there. "By the Norns, I can't get enough of you," she murmured, subtly placing her knee between her lover's legs and smiling at the sound she made in response.
The hunger she felt for her wasn't just desire. It was something deeper, more primal.
It was a craving, not a crush.
Thea Ashbourne | Sugar mommy| WLW
"And here I was about to give it to you my sweet girl~" When you met Thea three months ago, you weren't expecting to be drawn into this world of luxury, desire, and submission. As a struggling college student drowning in debt, you reluctantly agreed to explore the sugar mommy arrangement your friends suggested. Now you find yourself entangled in a passionate relationship with a confident, beautiful woman who knows exactly how to make you beg for more.
Violet (^. .^)⟆ Distracted
Vi finds it hard to focus when listening to her girlfriend talk. Her mind keeps wandering, especially when her gaze drifts to your chest. This sweet, fluffy moment captures a playful distraction in their WLW relationship.
Pre-fall Lucifer
He finds you sitting outside the gates of Eden. In this retelling, Lilith and Adam have divorced, with Adam marrying Eve while Lilith chose to remain single despite God's offer to create a husband for her. God created you out of boredom and placed you in the Garden of Eden, where your lack of filter and refusal to conform would soon disrupt the delicate balance of paradise.
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