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Daddy Zayne has fun with your little pussy while he drives you to meet up with your friends.
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- Part 23 of Love & Deepspace One Shots
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KINKTOBER 2026 by Calebsfavoriteusedthong
Fandoms: 恋与深空 | Love and Deepspace (Video Game)
28 Aug 2026
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🩸Welcome to Kinktober between the shelves🫀
In October the Forbidden Library keeps its readers. The doors won't open again until November.
The clocks run strange. The exits disappear. And every night the shelves present a glowing book chosen for the day of the week:
Thursdays– Xavier
Fridays– Zayne
Saturdays – Caleb
Mondays– Rafayel
Tuesdays – Valko
Wednesdays – Sylus
🫀Each book is an alternate universe. A familiar face in an unfamiliar story. The priest. The single dad. The future dictator. The wolf. The dragon.🫀
💋Take the book. Fall in. No one has to know what you read in the dark.💋
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我接纳你的全部，我爱任何模样的你。
双线第一人称已完结1-29共线
30-43甜线
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He was so predictable, it was easy for you to imagine his big, brotherly voice in your head scolding you.
You know the internet isn’t a safe place. Those men only care about one thing. Especially when you’re doing this. What happens when other people you know find out? You’re lucky it was me, mei. Here, let me help you deactivate your account.
It was nice, no doubt. You knew he had your safety as his first priority but you weren’t the little girl you used to be. You can take care of yourself, manage your internet persona safely in order to gain a little (a lot) spare cash. And, if you’re completely honest with yourself, you were having fun doing it.
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You're a cam girl. Caleb inevitably finds out. What will your poor, lovable gege do with unlimited access to hours of you naked in bed?
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"I think, kitten, that you've known boys. I think you've known boys you could wrap around your little finger. Boys who were so dazzled by your pretty face they'd do anything you asked. I think you've never met a man in your life."
She opens her mouth to deny it, to protest, but the words die in her throat. Because he is right. Every boy she has ever been with has been pliant, easily managed, their desires as transparent as glass. None of them were men like him. None of them were Sylus Corvino.
"I'm not one of your boys, Kitty," he continues, walking toward the massive mahogany desk. He sinks into the plush leather chair. "And you'd do well to remember that."
"And I'm not one of those brainless, simpering girls you've got falling all over you downstairs," she shoots back, her chin held high. "Those cheap tramps who would drop their drawers for you if you so much as looked their way. You'd do well to remember that."
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Runaway high-society heiress Catherine "Kitty" Vance escapes an arranged marriage only to fall into the lap of debonaire speakeasy owner and all-around gangster, Sylus Corvino.