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Emi’s Rapture by ArtAiMiner - Original Work https://archiveofourown.org/works/65038195 via @ao3org
2025-04-26 14:37:59 +0000 UTC View PostPost taken down. The original can be viewed at:
The Tease by ArtMinerRed🔞 (@ArtMinerRed) / X
2025-04-21 10:27:22 +0000 UTC View Post
The train’s sultry rumble vibrated through the empty carriage, its wheels grinding a primal rhythm against the tracks, a heartbeat in the city’s twilight. Daniel, a businessman in his mid-forties, lounged by the window, his charcoal suit creased from a day of deals, salt-and-pepper hair glinting under the flickering fluor...
2025-04-19 21:33:28 +0000 UTC View Post
Beneath a roiling, blood-red sky, Aura the Guillotine lounged on a throne of twisted roots in a desolate field, her magenta hair blazing like molten sin. A demon sage among the Seven Sages of Destruction, she awaited her minions’ report on the city’s weaknesses, her mind scorning humans as vermin, fit only to be crushed b...
2025-04-18 20:00:34 +0000 UTC View Post
In the jasmine-scented chambers of the Inner Palace, sunlight wove through silk screens, casting delicate shadows on lacquered floors. Maomao stood before four consorts—Gyokuyou, Lihua, Lishu, and the newly arrived Loulan—flanked by their ladies-in-waiting, Yinghua’s eyes wide and Hongniang’s lips pursed. Silks rustle...
2025-04-16 20:00:27 +0000 UTC View Post
Setting: Ichigo’s cramped apartment at dawn. Ichigo, having given his bed to Rukia and others, sleeps on a futon on the floor, his orange hair a mess. Yoruichi, who sweet-talked her way into staying, has just shifted from cat to human form, her nude body gleaming in the soft light, curves accentuated by her confident stance...
2025-04-15 19:00:29 +0000 UTC View Post
Wynter, an elf with silver hair cascading like moonlight and eyes a vivid blue, straddled the human beneath her. His name was unimportant, only his boasts of human prowess lingered in her mind. She gazed down, measuring his impressive length with a smirk. "You humans always talk a big game," she teased, her voice lilting. "It...
2025-04-15 17:33:43 +0000 UTC View Post
Moonlight spilled through the dojo’s shoji screens, bathing the tatami mat in a silver sheen. Mitsuri Kanroji lay open, her kimono a silken ripple parted to bare her lush hips. Her pussy, a glistening bud, pulsed with shy heat, framed by thighs soft as rice flour, trembling wide. Tanjiro Kamado knelt between them, his rough...
2025-04-15 16:15:25 +0000 UTC View Post
Frieren stood in the wavering glow of a decaying dungeon, her silver hair catching the torchlight’s flicker as she faced a chest, its pristine surface betraying its mimic nature. She’d faced mimics before—snapping jaws, empty traps, their bites a familiar sting—but none pulsed like this, its aura laced with a faint wh...
2025-04-11 18:27:27 +0000 UTC View Post
Disclaimer: All characters depicted in this story are aged up to 18 or older, regardless of their ages in the original source material. This work is a piece of fanfiction, intended for entertainment purposes only, and does not reflect the canon of the original story. Content is created for an adult audience (18+) and may incl...
2025-04-07 20:00:07 +0000 UTC View PostStory can still be found at : https://archiveofourown.org/works/64419841
2025-04-07 04:22:51 +0000 UTC View Post
Disclaimer: All characters depicted in this story are aged up to 18 or older, regardless of their ages in the original source material. This work is a piece of fanfiction, intended for entertainment purposes only, and does not reflect the canon of the original story. Content is created for an adult audience (18+) and may incl...
2025-04-06 21:06:40 +0000 UTC View Post
The jungle hummed as Princess Lani, adorned with shells and vines, spotted a stranger—Robinson Crusoe—near a stream. Shipwrecked years ago, he’d grown rugged yet clever, his hands deft from building shelters. Lani’s dark eyes flickered with curiosity; she’d never seen a man like him, pale and bearded. He froze, offe...
2025-04-03 23:03:56 +0000 UTC View Post
"Sister, I march to war tomorrow—grant me your sacred blessing," the handsome knight murmured, his voice husky with desire as he lifted her habit, exposing her glistening, wet pussy.
"Take me, Sir Knight, and may my body anoint you with courage," the young nun breathed, bending over eagerly, her trembling form o...
2025-03-30 16:20:01 +0000 UTC View Post
The scene: a dimly lit Netrunner hideout in Night City, neon flickering outside. Rebecca’s sprawled on a chair, legs kicked up on a computer console, her signature green twintails bouncing as she smirks at David. He’s pacing, frustrated—she’s refusing to hack into the system unless he plays her game.
Re...
2025-03-30 15:27:07 +0000 UTC View Post
