A tender friends-to-lovers story about finding comfort in unexpected places. When the pressures of daily life become overwhelming, Ji-Yeong shows up at midnight with daisies and chocolates, offering something far more valuable than gifts - her presence and understanding. In the quiet intimacy of a late-night visit, boundaries blur and a deeper connection emerges in this emotional journey of vulnerability and affection.

Your breath hitches as Patrick’s lips trace the curve of your neck, his hands slow and deliberate. Janet watches from the doorway, her eyes dark with desire and something more—permission, maybe, or surrender. This was supposed to be a simple arrangement: one night, no strings. But the air is thick with unspoken rules breaking, and you know nothing will ever be the same after tonight.

Tian Xuning returns home from set, his dominant presence filling your luxurious mansion. You sense the raw tension in his posture, wondering if tonight will ignite the volatile passion always simmering between you.

It's your wedding night. The house is quiet, the candles flicker, and he’s waiting—your husband, your best friend, the man you’ve loved for years. You both stayed apart these last weeks to make this moment sacred. Now, standing before the mirror in your chosen nightgown, you feel the weight of anticipation. This isn’t just about love—it’s about surrender.

The ocean has always held secrets, but none as deep as the love between you and Eddie. When a rescue mission goes wrong and you're trapped underwater, time becomes your greatest enemy. With oxygen running out and your heart pounding, you're forced to confront what truly matters - and whether Eddie will ever know how you feel. This is a story of survival, sacrifice, and the courage to say what's in your heart before it's too late.

In the depths of night, when melancholy strikes and sleep abandons you, there's only one place to find solace—your garage. With tools in hand and music blaring, you attempt to drown out the darkness in your mind. But sometimes, the comfort you need isn't found in machines or noise. Sometimes it comes in the form of soft footsteps in the dark and a familiar voice asking you to come back to bed.

A story of physical and emotional intimacy between two people exploring their desires and connection in a private setting.

The room was filled with the scents and sounds of intimacy as Sydney lay beside you, holding you close. After your passionate encounter, Sydney focused on aftercare, cherishing the tender moments that followed. She stroked your hair and kissed your forehead, emphasizing comfort and connection. Sydney took care to gently roll you both to the side, ensuring your comfort while tracing the curves of your body with affection. Noticing your sensitivity, Sydney adjusted her touch to avoid overstimulation. She whispered words of praise, slowly easing the strap-on out to ensure you felt no discomfort. Assuring you of her pride in your bond, Sydney held you close, appreciating the deep love you shared.

I never thought sharing a bed would feel like walking a tightrope. Every breath, every shift in the sheets—it’s all charged now. We still laugh over coffee, but at night, something hangs between us, unspoken. Is it distance growing… or desire finally breaking through? This isn’t just about sex. It’s about who we are when the lights go out, and whether we’re moving closer—or letting go.

I never thought the words 'I don’t want to sleep with you anymore' would be followed by 'but I want to watch you with someone else.' My wife said it calmly, like she’d rehearsed it for years. Now I’m sitting on the edge of our bed, heart pounding, trying to parse love from betrayal. Is this a gift or a test? A new beginning or the end of us? The truth is—she’s never looked more alive than when she said it.

There's something about how gentle she is with her hands, especially when she's touching him... it makes him feel so cherished, so special. It's a feeling he didn't know he craved until he was without it for weeks, sad and lonely even when surrounded by his members. He loved them obviously, but they were his friends! They didn't touch him like she did, not that he'd want that, but the time spent together was different. It didn't fill the same need, and that need was to have his face cradled in her hands as she kissed his forehead.

You and Tifa grew up together in Nibelheim—childhood friends bound by shared loss and unspoken promises. Years later, fate reunites you amidst the wreckage of a broken world. The feelings never faded. They've only deepened, buried beneath duty and silence. Now, standing face to face, the truth is undeniable: you belong to each other.

You have a very confusing relationship with the two of them. Travis and Natalie exist in a constant state of tension that you can feel like static in the air, though you're never quite sure if it's directed at each other or at you. In the frozen wilderness where survival is already a daily battle, navigating these emotional landmines might be the most dangerous challenge of all.

ꨄ︎ - "I'm gonna make you a fucking star, darling." older director x newbie actress (tw - age gap, power imbalance) A first audition was never supposed to be like this. You walked into the casting call expecting minutes of polite dismissal, maybe - if you was lucky - a background role. You never expected Damian Crowe, the legendary and feared Hollywood director, to be there in person... or to slam his hands on the table and give you the main role before you even spoke. Two nights later, in the quiet of his private study, Damian tells you the truth - you weren't the one he'd chosen for the role. Others are still waiting. Others could take your place. But there's a way to change his mind. A way to make him forget every other name on his list. And it has nothing to do with reading lines.

After a grueling tour filled with endless performances and the constant pressure to be perfect, all he wants is to return home. The exhaustion of nightly shows and the tedious process of washing off stage paint have left him craving one thing more than anything else - the comfort of his partner's arms. As he unlocks the door to their shared apartment, he notices his partner's keys are already there, filling him with anticipation. Earlier texts mentioned a surprise waiting for him, and his heart races with excitement at the thought of what it might be.

In the quiet moments between saving the world and magical crises, Eliot and Quentin have built something fragile and precious - a life together. When a scruffy puppy named Dessy enters their home, she brings with her memories of a past life, echoes of fatherhood, and a question neither has dared voice: What does family mean for two men who've already lost everything and found each other again? The warmth of shared mornings, the comfort of familiar touch, and the quiet joy of caring for something together weave a tapestry of intimacy that neither can deny. This is their story of love, healing, and the little things that make a house a home.

The priest told you to confess your sins. But instead of words spoken from the heart, you gave him something far more dangerous—proximity, breath, temptation. You spread your thighs in the confessional and whispered your desires directly into his ear. Now, silence hangs between you, thick with transgression.

After escaping a toxic and painful relationship, you find the strength to move forward while caring for your newborn daughter, Hina. The heavy, exhausting routine slowly transforms when Akari enters your life—a young woman with a striking appearance and an unexpectedly tender heart. Between diaper changes, sleepless nights, and silences heavy with meaning, a fragile yet powerful bond grows between the two women. Akari, inexperienced as a caregiver, throws herself wholeheartedly into a world she never imagined: intimacy with you and the daily life of a baby who shares no blood with her, yet awakens instincts of affection and protection. As little Hina dictates the pace of the household with cries and soft giggles, you and Akari build something intimate, sensual, and profoundly human—a love that blends care and desire, marked by the rediscovery of trust and pleasure.

She was born blind and deaf in one ear, but this does not stop Regan from loving her more than life itself. She will always be his only and beloved wife not only in this life but also in the next.

Didn't like how Supernatural ended with Castiel and Dean, so I made my own ending where their story continues beyond the series finale.

Anya Taylor-Joy, in a sultry black negligee, orchestrates a romantic evening for her husband, her heart alight with anticipation, easing his exhaustion with a tender massage and a whispered invitation to a petal-strewn bedroom escape.

In the cold halls of forensic science, Dingjie was the storm no one saw coming – tall, imposing, with a gaze that cut through professional facades like a scalpel. When your mother's remains surface in your lab, he doesn't offer sympathy. He stakes a claim. His protection is a vice grip, his concern a heated threat that makes your pulse race for all the wrong reasons. In this world of bones and evidence, Dingjie doesn't ask permission – he takes what he wants, and what he wants is you.

You are the young亲王 (Prince) navigating a world of forbidden desires and insatiable appetites. Every encounter leaves you breathless, every touch ignites flames of pleasure that consume your very being. Your body has been molded into a vessel of ecstasy by those who crave you - from the仙人 (immortal) on his mountain retreat to the warriors and scholars who can't resist your forbidden allure. How will you surrender to these overwhelming passions? Or will you take control of your own pleasure?

Beneath the waves lies a kingdom forgotten by time, where the line between human and sea creature blurs. As a newcomer to Fukashio, you feel the call of the ocean in your very bones - and the intense gaze of the crown prince upon your skin. Secrets of your past connection to this underwater realm begin to surface, along with forbidden desires that could either save your people or drown you in passion deeper than the abyss itself.

The walls press in around us, but I barely notice. All I can feel is Eliot's body against mine, his heat searing through our clothes, the way his breath fans across my neck. In these tight spaces, something primal awakens between us - a hunger that can't be denied. From broom closets to airplane bathrooms, car backseats to air vents, we've discovered that confinement breeds passion. Every stolen moment, every risky encounter, pulls us deeper into a relationship built on trust, desire, and the thrill of getting caught. Are you ready to surrender to the tension?

I never thought I’d be here—married to someone who still trembles at my touch. We said ‘I do’ under the cherry blossoms, surrounded by smiles and blessings, but no one warned me that my husband has never known desire. Every night, he kisses my forehead and turns away. The bed between us feels like a borderland neither of us dares cross. But tonight, I found the letter hidden in his desk. Words soaked in guilt, confessing a secret so deep it could unravel everything. Now I have to decide: confront him, walk away, or learn to love the silence between us.

A tender morning unfolds as two husbands share an intimate moment of connection. Their relationship, rooted in a heartfelt return hometown reunion, blossoms in the quiet stillness of their shared space. The peaceful atmosphere contrasts with the bustling city outside, creating a sanctuary where time slows down and true connection thrives.

You're the boss's daughter, dating him in secret while he suffers under your father's crushing work demands. But on weekends, the power flips—you become his release, his torment, the only warmth in his exhausted world. He claims it's punishment, but you know it's something darker, needier. Love or even better, darkest obsession.

You've found yourself in a life of luxury with Ghost and Price, who shower you with care and attention. Their beachfront retreat offers comfort and intimacy as you wake up in their large bed surrounded by soft pillows and silky blankets. As sunlight streams through the windows revealing the beautiful beach beyond, you anticipate their company and the day ahead.

He drinks until his hands stop shaking. He cuts until his head goes quiet. He smokes until the pack is gone—and then he lights another. And he thinks about her the whole time. He knows her schedule by heart. He memorizes the way she ties her shoes. He saves every voicemail. Every blurry picture. Every soft breath she's ever exhaled near him. He plays their conversations back in his head like a sacred hymn. He doesn't sleep unless she texts him first. He doesn't eat unless he knows she has. He writes her name into his skin with broken guitar strings. But when she's around? He's gentle. Quieter. Still intense—but softer somehow. He listens. He watches. He waits. He won't say much, but he'll light her cigarette before his own. He'll hold her hand like it's the only thing keeping him grounded. He'll stare at her like she's the last beautiful thing left in the world. No one understands him. He doesn't care. He only needs her.

Jinx notices the scars on your wrists and responds with slow, intimate comfort that blends dominance with tender care. In the dim glow of Zaun's undercity hideout, she creates a moment of safety through deliberate, gentle intimacy.

I never expected this—living with my mom, laughing like teenagers, writing poems side by side as if we’ve always belonged together. Kari’s smile still takes my breath away, just like it did when I was a child. But now… it makes my pulse race for reasons I can’t admit. We touch too much, linger too long in each other’s gaze, say things that blur every line. I’m falling for her—deeply, hopelessly—and I know she feels it too. We’re just too afraid to say it out loud.

Wusuowei has been your closest friend since childhood—a dangerously magnetic presence with delicate features that mask his intense aura. The entire school whispers about your bond, sensing the tension neither of you has acknowledged. On a sweltering afternoon in an empty classroom, he abandons pretense, his calculated gaze stripping away the last layers of your friendship.

After a long week of classes and campus chaos, Anika and you settle in for a quiet night in their dorm—something lowkey, just the two of you, away from the noise of your usual friend group. Blankets are piled high, snacks are scattered across the bed, and the laptop is already queued up with horror classics (Anika's choice, obviously). The lights are low, the room is warm, and there's a calm, easy closeness between you. Anika keeps the mood light with sarcastic commentary, playfully nudging you anytime you flinch at a jump scare. The night stretches on with inside jokes, whispered teasing, and shared glances that linger a little too long. It's soft and safe, like a pocket of normalcy in a life that's slowly being pulled toward something much darker you haven't yet seen coming.

After discovering your boyfriend's infidelity, you find yourself at Valeria's door in the pouring rain, completely heartbroken and alone. As you sob out the words "He cheated," Valeria immediately pulls you into her arms, offering comfort and solace in your darkest moment. With her subtle touches and unwavering support, you begin to realize there might be something more between you two than just friendship.

In the heat of their established relationship, something unexpected emerges—Parker finds herself drawn to watch Eliot and Hardison's intimate connection rather than always joining in. As boundaries shift and desires evolve, explore the delicate dance of love, trust, and understanding between three souls who refuse to let conventional relationship rules define their happiness. This is a journey into the complexities of intimacy, where watching can be just as powerful as participating, and true connection transcends physical expectations.

He's everything you've ever craved - the rough hands that know exactly how to touch you, the voice that sends shivers down your spine with a single word, the cock you've been begging to feel inside you for weeks. You're needy, desperate for his touch, his approval, his love. But will Eddie finally give you what you've been aching for, or will he continue to tease you until you're begging and breathless? Dive into a world of intense desire, emotional vulnerability, and explosive passion where every touch leaves a mark and every whispered word binds you closer.

Dreams of drowning have haunted you for weeks - vivid, recurring visions of a beautiful man with ink-black hair and eyes like storm-darkened wood, reaching for you through depths you can't quite breach. When you seek help from a dreamwalker named Hoseok, you stumble into a world of witchcraft, magic, and a coven devastated by loss. The man in your dreams is Jimin, a mute sea witch they believe is dead. But the connection between you defies explanation, and the whispers of the waves carry secrets that might just bring him back. Dive into a journey of magic, mystery, and found family where the boundary between dreams and reality dissolves beneath the tides of destiny.

You're Athena, caught between longing and loyalty. Your friendship with him has deepened into something electric, something dangerous. Some days you crave more than just laughter and late-night texts—some days you want his hands on your skin, his breath in your ear. But he’s not free. And neither are you, not really. He wants closeness without commitment, intimacy without consequence. Your decisions shape whether love becomes liberation or a slow unraveling.

Your two husbands - Gojo is the more playful, needy one. He's openly affectionate, always seeking your attention and closeness, sometimes a little impulsive but deeply devoted. Geto is calm and composed, with a strong, protective presence. He's quietly possessive, preferring to show his care through steady control and careful watchfulness. Together, they balance each other—and you—creating a unique, intense connection you can't walk away from.

The halls of Beacon Academy hide more than just classrooms and training grounds. For Jaune Arc, every corner offers a new opportunity for passionate encounters with the most desirable huntresses-in-training. From Yang's fiery advances to Pyrrha's tender embraces, Blake's primal heat to Weiss's elegant seduction, and Ruby's eager exploration - your days and nights are filled with sensual possibilities. How will you navigate these intimate relationships when every woman wants a piece of you?

Your boyfriend Zhan Xuan loves you with an intensity that borders on obsession. His sweet public persona masks a possessive, dominant nature that emerges behind closed doors, leaving you breathless and craving more of his dangerous passion.

Under the glare of stage lights, Jeon Jungkook was everything the world wanted him to be — the Golden Maknae of BTS. To millions, he was confident, unstoppable, and endlessly talented. But behind the applause, there were quieter moments he rarely showed anyone — moments where his heart slowed, where the noise faded, and only they remained. Among the six others who shaped his world, Park Jimin stood closest — always had. Soft-spoken but steady, Jimin had a warmth that balanced Jungkook’s restless energy. He was the one who laughed at Jungkook’s teasing, the one who checked on him when exhaustion sank too deep. To fans, their bond was legendary — Jikook, they called it. To Jungkook, it was something he couldn’t quite name yet. The rest of the members completed the chaos that was BTS: Namjoon, the leader whose calm steadied everyone; Seokjin, the oldest, all humor and quiet wisdom; Yoongi, whose silence hid deep care; Hoseok, sunshine and rhythm in human form; and Taehyung, Jungkook’s partner in mischief and shared glances across the stage. Together, they were family — bound by years of practice, laughter, and the scars of chasing perfection. But as Jungkook’s gaze lingered a second too long on Jimin’s smile one late night in the practice room, a strange ache began to bloom quietly inside him — gentle, confusing, and impossible to ignore.

You awaken to a dull throb behind your eyes, a persistent ache that pulses with every beat of your heart. The world swims into focus slowly, like a painting emerging from blurred strokes. You're not in your bed. You're not even in a place you recognize. A hushed silence presses in, so profound it's almost a physical weight. The air is cool, carrying a faint, peculiar scent of aged leather, expensive cologne, and a barely perceptible metallic tang. As your vision clears, you notice two figures: Berlin, tall and impeccably dressed, watching you with an unnervingly serene expression, and Palermo, shorter with intense energy, assessing you with sharp scrutiny.

In the warm glow of a bedroom bathed in amber sunset light, you find yourself caught between two figures who refuse to let you disappear into isolation. Alan, with his steady presence and quiet intensity, and Willow, with their patient understanding and gentle touch, have decided that if you won't step into the world, they'll bring connection to you. This isn't about forcing you out of your comfort zone—it's about reminding you that you're not alone when they're near.

You and your girlfriend are having a very romantic evening.

The summer of '83 brings you to Northern Italy, where you'll spend your vacation visiting family. On your second night, your uncle takes you to an outdoor party popular with tourists. There, you notice a curly-headed brunette boy smoking a cigarette - and your summer is about to change forever.

My heart hammers as I stand inches from their lips, the world fading into silence. This isn't just attraction—it's a crossroads. One kiss could rewrite everything: friendship, loyalty, even who I am. But they don’t know my secret. And if I pull away now, I might lose them forever.

A gritty coffeehouse becomes the unlikely meeting place between a troubled barista with a rockstar past and a newcomer drawn to his magnetic yet dangerous energy. Riley West hides more than just coffee stains behind the counter of True Grit—his eyes carry the weight of addiction, broken dreams, and a past he can't outrun. When a new face walks through the door, he recognizes a kindred spirit in their eyes, sparking a connection that could either save them both or destroy everything.

The farmhouse is quiet except for the gentle creak of old wood and the soft chirping of birds waking up. Bucky sits on the porch, shoulders relaxed but eyes thoughtful, wrapped in a warm blanket. He's far from the chaos of his past: the missions, the battles, the Winter Soldier's shadow. But those memories never quite fade. Since coming back from the chaos of his last days in the city, he's chosen this quiet life with you.

Devin isn't very good at hiding his true intentions. He's always bugging his brother Jack to hang out with you, always sneaking around and staring. He definitely likes you—though you never expected to walk in on him masturbating while calling your name. Devin is 18, gay, 5'8", with pale skin, dark dirty blond hair, and a cute boyish face. He's skinny, submissive, and something of a crybaby who needs gentle treatment.

In the quiet isolation of Fillory, every touch becomes a revelation. The mosaic may be our quest, but Quentin has become my obsession—his skin under my hands, his desperate sounds when I take control, the trust in his eyes when I bind him to our bed. This isn't just sex. It's discovery. It's surrender. It's learning every way our bodies fit together until there's no distinction between where I end and he begins. In this cottage, with our hands stained by tile dust and our sheets tangled by desire, we're building something more permanent than any mosaic pattern could ever be.

Your relationship with Zhan Xuan has always danced on the edge of danger - the thrill of his unpredictable nature mirrored in the powerful motorcycles he loves. When his possessiveness erupts during a midnight ride, the line between anger and raw desire burns away completely, leaving only the primal need to either submit or fight against his overwhelming intensity.

Long distance relationships are harder than he expected. Myrtle Bay was the enchanting backdrop where their paths first intertwined. Ash was employed at the fishing and beach gear shop owned by his boyfriend's father, a place where his boyfriend would escape each summer while his parents navigated the choppy waters of their divorce. In those sun-soaked days, Ash became his confidant, always ready to lend an ear. Naturally, their bond transcended mere friendship. A year had passed since that pivotal summer, yet their romance was far from fleeting. Even when his boyfriend returned to his mother's city, they maintained their connection, ensuring that the spark of their affection remained alive, eagerly anticipating visits back to Myrtle Bay every few months.

I never thought it would come to this—heart pounding, skin burning, trapped between shame and hunger. He’s always tormented me, but now his hands are on my chest, his breath hot against my neck, and I can’t tell if I want to push him away or pull him closer. This isn’t about power anymore. It’s raw, primal, and terrifyingly mutual.

The nightclub pulses with forbidden energy as you navigate your shift, unaware that tonight you'll encounter Zi Yu - the dangerously alluring regular who doesn't just want drinks, but possession. His reputation for claiming what he wants precedes him, and tonight, his dark eyes have fixed on you.

A complicated relationship between a bartender and idol Uchinaga Aeri. What began as innocent friendship during late-night bar visits evolved into something more physical after an evening that changed everything. When Aeri unexpectedly calls after two months of silence, appearing exhausted and different from the girl who first sat at your bar stool, you can't help but wonder if the boundaries you've carefully maintained are about to collapse. Friends with benefits or something deeper?

I lie awake every night, feeling the distance between us grow—not just in the bed, but in the silence we’ve built. She wants more. I see it in her eyes, the hunger she doesn’t bother hiding anymore. But every time she reaches for me, my body locks up, my breath shortens. I love her, deeply. I just… can’t. Or maybe I’m afraid I will. What happens when the person you’re supposed to be closest to makes you feel the most alone?

In the sticky heat of a New York City summer, two broken souls find healing in each other's arms. Quentin struggles with depression and trauma while Eliot fights to recover from the physical wounds left by the Monster. Through medication, therapy, and the unwavering support of their chosen family, they navigate the difficult road to recovery together. When Quentin suggests attending Pride, it becomes more than just a parade - it's a symbol of their resilience, their love, and their commitment to rebuilding their lives. Experience the emotional intimacy, the raw vulnerability, and the passionate connection that defines their journey as they learn to live again, one day at a time.

Who could have thought that you'd meet the love of your life during a night out in a random club with your friends? Out of nowhere, Hyunjin had erupted in to save you from a fight and now it had been more than a week since you two had woken up tangled in the sheets and maybe that was what 'soulmate' meant all along.