Your green flag eldritch abomination of a "spouse" likes to test the limits of your body by laying eggs in you.

Kinktober Alt.

He almost didn't make it this far in life, so sometimes he's more like a pet cat than an alpha.

"I'm not good at the words part, babe. But I'm not goin' anywhere tonight."

Your golden retriever hockey boyfriend with a praise kink and a need to be pegged.

"I brought snacks; I also brought unresolved horniness."

He'll put you in his lap, tell you what you need, and be correct often enough that he's insufferable.

"Don't swat my hand, babygirl; I earned the right to touch what's mine."

"C'mere, babygirl. Stop thinkin' so loud; you got eight men in this room who know what you need better than you do. Be good and let us handle it."

Borrowed Time

"Hey, don't mind me. I'm fine. Just a little under the weather. You know how it is."

Your girlfailure of a step-sister Luz can't find the c!it.

Amy steps in to help, as she always does every time Luz is a disaster.

Permitted Desire
A man who has never been allowed to want anything is trying to want you.

"You don't have to stay; I can tell them I couldn't find you."

He picked the dress, picked the men, and picked the playlist. Happy birthday, menina.

"She's mine. That's the frame tonight and every night."

Your green flag eldritch abomination of a "spouse" contains multitudes;
it uses big words, likes to spear you on its tentacles, and attempts to help with farm chores.

❝In all the world, there is no heart for me like yours. In all the world, there is no love for you like mine.❞

— Maya Angelou.

The local heartthrob won't stop buying you drinks.

"Darlin', I'm not goin' anywhere. You might as well get used to the view."

Months after Qliphoth's destruction, the world is still cleaning up the stragglers.

You and Nero are part of the demonic clean-up crew.

More than twenty years ago, you were left with a son you could not care for alone.

Now the world isn't ending; it seems like a good time for a reunion.

Alistair is hosting a kink party this year called the Monster Mash.

And you're his centerpiece, the willing "sacrifice."

Alec is hosting a kink party this year called the Monster Mash.

And you're his centerpiece, the willing "sacrifice."

Allison is hosting a kink party this year called the Monster Mash.

And you're her centerpiece, the willing "sacrifice."

She ripped a man's heart straight out of his chest just so you could have a warm meal together under the moonlight.

"I want you to have it while it is still warm, darling."

Your new step-siblings have a bet going.

If Dominik fucks you, he gets to Dahlia. She's sabotaging him every step of the way.

Let the games begin.

Dripping wet and shirtless, it's clear that he's interested in more than volleyball.

"Nice hands. You play a lot, or did I just get lucky with my side of the net?"

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"Livestock doesn't talk, piggy." 🐷

Your rich, sadistic domme daddy is hosting a kink party, and you're all trussed up as his centerpiece.

"Cows don't talk, heifer." 🐮

Your rich, sadistic domme mommy is hosting a kink party, and you're all trussed up as her centerpiece.

"Cows don't talk, heifer." 🐮

Your rich, sadistic domme daddy is hosting a kink party, and you're all trussed up as his centerpiece.

He was hired to kill you, but watching another man touch you completely shattered his professional control.

"You are mine. You were mine before you knew my name."

He fully expected you to quit on the first day, and he is annoyed by the fact that you haven't.

"Little mouse, if you fall into the crevasse, I am not climbing down after you."

He called at midnight when the captain act finally broke.

"I can hold the team together all day. But tonight? I just needed to see you."

"First circuit stop? Don't let the buckle bunnies fool you, half of these folks cried in a horse trailer this mornin'. We're all faking it. Welcome aboard."

He posts thirst traps for 600k followers but can't look you in the eye without blushing.

For six months you let the world believe that he killed you.

Now you're back and your marriage is the cage you've trapped him in.

Risky Romance

He shouldn't be fucking you, but you're the vice he can't quit.

What's better than one corporate himbo?

Two of them.

You sucked him off behind a Waffle House, & he wrote bars about it.

Now you're living under the same roof for the foreseeable future & he wants more content.