Romans & histoires Sanzu X Reader

WARNING : THERE WILL BE CRUEL SCENES WHICH MIGHT BE DISTURBING FOR YOU IF YOU'RE UNCOMFORTABLE PLEASE SKIP THE CHAPTER ◇NO POV◇ Aurthur's face is looking extreme dangerous he is fuming with anger he is waiting for someone in his base xion seen Aurthur in angry many times but today he is quite different and looking dangerous which made even xion to shiver for a second his eyes are blood red in anger aurthur screamed "where is that bitch" one of the man shivered and said "bringing lord" they brought sana and tied her to a pole she is unconscious

Zandra Franco POV He moves slowly, rolling his hips with the utmost care. Once again, Xander is all things gentle and patient—and it feels utterly divine. Where once we were feral and desperate, we’re now connected and unhurried. This isn’t sex—it’s lovemaking.

Zion explains. He’s freshly showered and fuck does he look so damn good, sitting there shirtless, legs apart, in those sweatpants that shape his dick oh so tantalisingly. One arm draped over the back of the sofa, the other loosely resting on his thigh. Damn, what I wouldn’t do to climb on top of him and- “Milena? Milena?” I blink and I look up to see Xander calling me, an annoying smirk on his face. Wait, did he see me checking Zion out? I glance back at Zion and see his brilliant blue eyes full of amusement as he smiles slightly.

When they were inside, Raeleigh turned around to face them. Santiago stared at Xanthus. He laid motionless on the sofa as if he was dead, but he was still panting. His face was a little red; it seemed like he had a rash. But he was drenched in sweat. He didn't look alright at all, and his arms would twitch from time to time. "What happened?" Santiago asked. Raeleigh bent down and pulled the throw away, revealing Xanthus's naked torso to Santiago and Jacky. The atmosphere in the room grew tense in an instant.

To provide enough love, peace, joy, humor, stability, and belonging that when those times of renewed pain came, they wouldn't hurt nearly as bad, nor nearly as long. "Okay to come back in?" Xander asked over the implant. "Yeah, brother. Come on in," Saint said. He looked at the ceiling, closed his eyes. When he looked at me again, his eyes were clear. Xander whistled low and long when he saw the lump that was Juan. "Little goddess went a little batshit, yeah?" "I'd think more than a little, Xan baby," Kiema said, opening her eyes. "But at least now I feel clean."