Bdsmundertones Stories

Sex, blood, and danger-one wrong look and you're already in too deep. Misaka is reckless and irresistible, a party girl with a bruised past and a taste for trouble. Marko is a vampire who's forgotten how to want anything but blood-until her. Every encounter is a power play: lust tangled with threat, obsession sharpened by the promise of violence. She taunts, he stalks; she bleeds, he hungers. Neither one knows if they're hunting-or being hunted. "You want to kill me, or fuck me?" Misaka whispers, lips brushing Marko's ear. Marko's reply was a low purr: "I could do both, little girl-make you scream, then drain you dry." In the dark, there's no difference. This fanfiction will feature long chapters filled with numerous events, making it an extensive and captivating story. It's brimming with exciting ideas, intricate plots, and unexpected twists that will keep the narrative engaging and full of surprises from start to finish.

Dr. Adrian Vales has spent years teaching others how to master their minds-until a patient's desperate honesty and a colleague's dangerous curiosity pull him into a web of temptation, power, and blurred boundaries. Each encounter forces him to question where control ends and desire begins. A slow-burn psychological romance exploring dominance, restraint, and the cost of crossing professional lines.

It's been about 3 years since I've been exposed to clean air.

"It was a gift from Babe." Bison stilled at the revelation, his eyes fixed on Kant's face which had gone soft as he continued fingering the bracelet gently. Fadel made sure Bison didn't make any mistakes when they were on a job, took care of him, within reason, but he'd never gifted him anything and Bison was sure that he'd never had that expression on his face when thinking or talking about him. A wave of jealousy swept through Bison. What was it like to be loved like that? He looked back up at Kant and couldn't help but wonder if maybe someday Kant would look at him like that. They were building something, weren't they? So maybe it wasn't too much to hope.