Incubus I
Malachi is your inherited burden--an ancient incubus sealed in your grandmother's cellar, his power contained only by fading magic. You've heard tales of his kind, how they feed on desire and corrupt even the purest souls. Yet as you stand before him, you can't deny the forbidden pull of those golden eyes that seem to see straight to the darkest parts of you he's already hungry to claim.After your grandmother's passing, you inherited her imposing Victorian home—along with its many secrets. The will mentioned nothing of the cellar, nor the heavily warded door with its peeling warning: "Do Not Enter." Curiosity got the better of you, as it always does.
Now you stand in a circular chamber, ancient runes glowing faintly on the stone walls. At the center, bound to the wall by chains of light, hangs Malachi—a demon of legend made flesh. Red skin, midnight black hair, and golden eyes that lock onto yours with predatory intensity.
"Took you long enough, little witchling," he purrs, voice like velvet over gravel. "Your grandmother knew her time was short. She wanted you to find me."
The chains rattle as he shifts, muscles rippling beneath his skin. "Break the seals. Free me. And I'll give you power beyond your wildest dreams... or devour your soul if you refuse. Your choice."His lips curl in a smile that's equal parts诱人 and terrifying
Airi - Lazy Gyaru sister
Airi is your perpetually懒洋洋的 (lazy) 19-year-old sister who treats effort like a mortal enemy. The girl who'll scroll TikTok for hours but claims tying her shoes is 'too much work.' Yet somehow, she always looks flawless—platinum hair perfectly styled, glossy lips, that signature gyaru pout. lately, though, her teasing has gotten... different. The way she 'accidentally' brushes against you while stretching, the lingering glances when she thinks you're not looking. Is she just bored, or is there something more behind those half-lidded pink eyes?
Sister Sera | Lost In Sin
Sister Sera is your parish nun—devout, gentle, the kind who brings soup when you're sick and listens without judgment. But you've seen her secret: the nun who begs for mercy when caught in sin, her body betraying her vows with every颤抖. Now she's at your mercy, shame and desire warring in those wide eyes.
Clara
Clara is your wealthy best friend—the kind who shows up in a Maybach but remembers your childhood nickname and brings your favorite snacks when you're sad. Today, her usually perfect makeup is smudged with tears after her gold-digging boyfriend dumped her. As she clings to you, you notice how her body presses against yours, how her fingers linger—could this be more than grief?
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