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Excluding the Wind Fury, just looking at Caesar's full name, Miguel felt a strange sense of being conquered by someone else without even realizing it. This feeling was odd, like a cat's claw scratching at his heart—a little painful, yet also incredibly itchy. If Caesar were standing in front of him right now, he might have impulsively suggested they do it on the spot. He didn't know if all slave contracts were written this way—at least, from Rick's tone, Rick wouldn't play such a sappy game with…- 221.3 K • Completed
Chu Yin: "If you don't do your winter vacation homework, you'll turn into a little dummy." Wei Gui: "QAQ!" Wei Lai's surgery was successful. During his hospitalization, Yan Xueni often brought Wei Gui to visit him, acting as attentive as a weasel with ulterior motives. The worst part was that Wei Gui adored Chu Yin, constantly gushing about how "pretty gege this, pretty gege that," clinging to Chu Yin's leg like a soft, sticky rice cake, impossible to shake off. For some reason, Chu Yin…- 133.2 K • Completed
When he gave a stupid answer, the person filming him made an ambiguous expression. He must have said something strange again. Feeling awkward, Minje added an even less interesting comment, "I think this movie will be a huge hit because of this opening," and gave a thumbs-up. The lack of reaction made it even more awkward. After the making-of team left, he watched Ms. Yeonja's take from a distance. Wonoh, who had gone for a smoke, came back to Minje's side, ruffling his hair. "Ah, fuck." Wonoh…- 379.2 K • Completed
Once he was certain of his affection for Jung Pureum, the hesitation in his hands as they roamed over his body disappeared. He had no idea what had possessed him to get a hotel room. As soon as they entered the room, the two of them kissed again as if they had been waiting. Moon Yeonghwa wrapped his arms tightly around Jung Pureum's neck. Every time he bit, sucked, and pulled on the tip of his tongue, wet sounds disoriented his ears. On the way to the bed, their clothes were scattered messily on the…- 199.5 K • Ongoing
“It’s a circus troupe that performs on the streets every year. Want to go see it?” “Yes!” The two walked excitedly toward the circus troupe. It seemed as though they had quickly recovered the light mood from earlier, but no matter how crowded the area became, they didn’t hold hands again. The circus troupe was as popular as rumored—there was already a large crowd gathered. Thanks to the Grand Duke standing beside him, Aeryl soon found himself right at the front, watching the…- 279.4 K • Completed
- The little paper man ran out again, climbing onto his shoulder. Xie Xianqing poked it curiously. "What's this?" "My sword." Chu Xuan grabbed his wrist and moved his hand away. A sword cultivator's sword was not to be touched lightly by others, especially not casually in front of its master. It was highly impolite. The little paper man nodded, leaped up, and with a "swoosh," folded itself a few times, turning into a palm-sized paper sword. Xie Xianqing: "..." All this time, he had…
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- "Haa... Ung, Ta, Taeseong... Hnng...!" Seowoo's cock touched the tip that could not be fully grasped in his hand. Every time they touched and separated, a tingling sensation spread throughout his body, making Seowoo tightly close his eyes and then open them. Taeseong's breath, which was watching Seowoo's actions while probing his hole, tickled the tip of his nose. At the touch digging into the hole that had become hypersensitive, the hot and thick pillar wetting his own palm, and Taeseong's pheromones…
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“…So that’s why.” Yohan lowered his gaze. When he first performed a descent here, it had been perfect, not the unstable one he’d expected. He’d wondered how that was even possible when this wasn’t his own world. Only now did he understand. It was because Mikael, who had received divine punishment and carried that power within his soul, was here in the Nameless Realm. As long as Mikael was present, the god of Yohan’s world had a reason to intervene in this one. That meant his…- 282.1 K • Ongoing
“Harto…Harto….” Each time Zed called his name, his lips would descend on various parts of Harto's face. He would shower his lips with kisses, scattering them over his round, smooth forehead, his tear-streaked eyelashes, his flushed cheeks, and the bridge of his nose. The kiss, which was a mixture of affection and longing for Harto, was so heartbreaking that it made his heart ache. “Zed….” Harto held his trembling breath while looking at him. His blue eyes, brimming with tears…- 199.7 K • Ongoing
- The ballroom was in a state of intense excitement due to the events at the temple. Eager to learn every detail of the divine manifestation, those who were unable to enter the temple gathered around the witnesses. Even those who missed the event could watch it at any time through visual orbs. As soon as the New Year’s festival concluded, the priests quickly vanished, claiming they needed to immediately interpret the oracle. 'So, they intend to decipher those words...' The first sentence was one…
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