nana
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“Relax your tongue, mm….” Asher absorbed her directions and diligently obeyed. Lying on top of her, face buried between her legs, he lapped at her opening. He'd been sharp and probing, but now, instructed to be gentle, he seemed to understand. Their mingled fluids seeped into the hard floor of the training grounds. Asher’s tongue explored, parting her folds. He licked her moist inner lips. The wet flesh made soft, smacking sounds as it parted and closed. He gazed at her s3x. Seeing a woman’s…- 105.4 K • Ongoing
Asher felt a jolt of surprise unlike any he'd ever experienced, a shock like being burned. How could his filth enter the precious Saint's mouth? “Saintess, no.” “….” “Saintess!” “Haah….” Exhaling, Robelia took hold of his shaft and lapped it from base to tip with her broad tongue. “Do you dislike it? Or is it forbidden?” she asked, lightly stroking him. Asher, bewildered, couldn't decipher his own feelings. It was forbidden. But if asked if he disliked it, the…- 105.4 K • Ongoing
"Don't you like high places? It's atmospheric. Didn't you climb a lot when you were in your cat form?" Arven looked at me incredulously. Ignoring him, I fixed my gaze on the tall oak tree. The enormous oak in the Duke's backyard. With a girth easily exceeding two arm spans, this tree was a landmark, planted by the Duke's great-grandmother when she married into the family. Looking up at the towering tree, Arven clicked his tongue. "I'm not responsible if a branch breaks." "Don't be absurd. If it breaks,…- 161.8 K • Ongoing
- I followed Oscar's orders and escorted Maichel to his office. Maichel was nervous about the sudden summons, but at my reassurance, she took deep breaths as we walked down the hall. Even after sending her through that door, my unease lingered. ‘Oscar will handle it,’ I decided, placing my trust in him. After all, it was a family matter, and it didn't seem right for outsiders like Charlotte or me to interfere too much. I stared at the firmly closed oak door before slowly turning away. Arven,…
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‘Rose, I saw this while I was out shopping and thought of you.’‘Hee hee hee, I love having you as my little sister. You’re so thoughtful and cute, and you always take care of me even when I’m lacking. Men are idiots; they can't do this kind of thing.’ Memories of her brother’s words flooded her mind, a wave of worry and longing. “…I miss you, Brother.” Even if Lucius had squandered the money and was deep in debt, as long as he returned safely, she could find it in her heart to…- 160.0 K • Ongoing
- “I’m changing my wish.”“To what?”“Kiss me whenever I want you to.” Rosaline suspected Edmund’s strange request stemmed from anger. While she found his way of expressing it peculiar, it didn’t feel entirely out of character. The Edmund she had come to know seemed a separate, unreadable entity. He was unpredictable, capricious, and intimidating. Yet, she could recognize the signs of his genuine displeasure. She knew his smiles weren't always positive. She recognized the subtle, warning…
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“To force yourself on a woman who said no… how could you?!” Seikan was the Duke’s son and heir, a hero who saved the empire, and a distinguished knight. Speaking frankly to someone like him was difficult for anyone. Allen Barrett’s sense of justice, his anger on my behalf, forgetting our childhood connection, was deeply appreciated. But… “P-Please, don’t look. Please… please, just go.” I whimpered, turning my head away from the righteous man’s face. Where could a hole in…- 123.2 K • Ongoing
“However…” Mr. Milford trailed off. “Do you think His Highness is suitable company for Miss Darling?” He’d sharply honed in on the very point Edward had been trying to ignore, to forget. That short question was enough to make his heart sink. “Imagine what the nobles will say when they hear that the Darling heiress is associating with a bastard son who isn’t even recognized by the royal family, pretending to be a commoner… I shudder to think. Sadly, it seems Miss Darling’s etiquette…- 95.1 K • Ongoing
“You can’t just wrap it any way. I’ve applied medicine.” As the two bickered over whose task it was, Nix sided with Titchte again. “Let the healer handle the bandage, Jama.” Jama sulkily handed over the bandage, almost throwing it, then plopped down beside them, arms crossed, and glared, as if to say, Let’s see how well you do. Unfazed, Titchte continued, expertly and carefully wrapping the bandage from Nix's wrist up, tucking his arm between her own arm and body. Ugh… Even…- 108.4 K • Ongoing
- “Aren’t you going to eat? Why?” Jama voiced the question Nix wanted to ask, already poised to devour the fish himself. It seemed a mere courtesy before he indulged. “I don’t really like fish.” Titchte’s reply was as cold as her offering had been. She doesn’t like fish, huh? Nix made a mental note of this, as if in invisible ink. “Have some beans, then.” “I don’t like beans either.” “You’re a picky eater.” An ironic statement, coming from the one whose…
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