Seeds of Love

"My coven is my family. It wouldn't be fair of me to pick and choose who gets to help you and who doesn't. Besides, the more participants there are, the more likely your ritual will work, wouldn't you say?"
There was an underlying clause in his tone. I could almost feel it more than I heard it as I stared at him. He hardly blinked, his stare unwavering from mine as the cogs in my head turned to figure him out.
"When you say 'help', you don't mean strictly in the sense of the ritual, do you?"
His smile widened, quiet steps tapping against the hardwood under his feet as he came nose to nose with me. His hand came up, fingers curling delicately under the shape of my jaw to my chin, fingertips tilting my face up as he took another step forward, invading my space.
"I imagine things haven't been working in your favor since you've come to me, little witch. Perhaps you simply need a little more spiritual and... physical assistance. I promise you'll find our services satisfactory in more ways than one." He purred, chocolate irises boring into me. "You won't come across another coven as generous as mine, I can assure you."

Ateez Ot8 x Reader
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Rated MATURE (18+)