You are IVE's furniture. All for their use.

You are IVE's furniture. All for their use.

You are IVE's furniture. All for their use.

You are IVE's furniture. All for their use.

BFH, pure filth. Early Christmas present, so enjoy! Nothing much to be said, although I'll be taking a few weeks break from writing so much filth. Will be back next year~ Merry Christmas! Thanks to @ducktoo and @okaylikeschaewon for providing advice~

The man who spent a year hiding in smoke finally steps into the light. But first, he has to sit across from the woman who put him there — and tell her why he's not coming back.

Everything tastes different since he quit. Coffee. Street food. Rain. Her. Especially her.

Male reader breaking in colleague Rei’s ass during a sex vacation in Guam, turning her into his personal fuck toy

Path of Loneliness

Three months of an empty rooftop. Then someone shows up with a camera instead of a cigarette, and the ugly concrete has never looked like this before.

She shows up somewhere she shouldn't be, wearing something she shouldn't be wearing, having left someone she shouldn't have left. He doesn't send her back.