vaginal sex (beefleaf)

Water fell in an even, rhythmic pattern, echoing across cobblestones. A shallow puddle gathered in the low corner of a damp dungeon. Chill seeped from the cracks in the walls and floor. Chains clinked gently across stone, and an occasional draw of haggard breath pushed through the silence. A woman was on her feet, barely, knees bent and head hanging, hands manacled above her head. She was gripping and releasing the chains in time to the drips, trying to keep blood flowing through her aching arms and shoulders. She inhaled and exhaled slowly, dry tongue occasionally darting out onto dry lips. Blonde hair hung down, framing her face, sticking to her neck. Kara Zor-El, princess of Krypton, was a prisoner – and she was scheduled to become a martyr.

When Harry sees Draco at a club, he doesn't know how much his life is about to change. *Yes, it's another Draco's a veela and Harry is his mate story, but stick with me, yeah?*

Two weeks after his pon farr and their bonding, Spock still hasn't accepted what he did to Jim.

Jazz and Prowl attend a noble party in search for a possible leak. Prowl is the bait. Jazz is not happy. Then, things go wrong.