With Zero Two, it’s all about that slow, teasing dance between danger and desire—the way she lingers, knowing exactly how much power she holds with just a glance.
XOXO, Ashleigh
2025-04-10 11:46:15 +0000 UTC View Post
Gold glittered on her collarbone, wine shimmered in her glass, and every eye below followed her every move. But Ningguang? She only had eyes for what came next. Behind those polished doors, her guests found not scrolls or strategies—but soft cushions, fragrant oils, and the kind of instructions no one dares to disobey.
She doesn’t take what she wants. She expects it.
And trust me, they never disappoint.
XOXO, Ashleigh
2025-04-08 18:00:07 +0000 UTC View Post
The music below was lovely, but Ningguang preferred a different kind of harmony—one made of hushed moans and velvet laughter behind closed doors. The real party didn’t begin until she slipped away from the crowd, gliding like moonlight through silk screens to her private chambers high above Liyue.
Only the most trusted—and tempting—were invited.
And once inside, the Tianquan made very clear who was in charge.
XOXO, Ashleigh
2025-04-08 15:00:14 +0000 UTC View Post
The Tianquan of the Liyue Qixing and owner of the floating Jade Chamber has invited you to attend her at an exclusive party. Will you attend her?
XOXO Ashleigh
2025-04-08 12:54:06 +0000 UTC View Post
She was supposed to be scouting—focused, serious, professional. But something about the hush of forgotten temples and the way the sun kissed her skin had Yoko feeling less “mission mode” and more personal indulgence.
She found a shaded spot, loosened her gear, and gave the stones a show they haven’t seen in centuries.
No one's watching? She hoped not.
But wouldn’t it be fun if someone was?
XOXO, Ashleigh<...
The ruins were empty—no enemies, no allies, just heat waves and silence. But Yoko? She didn’t mind the solitude. She slung her rifle against a broken pillar, kicked off her boots, and let the dust settle while her fingers found something far more interesting than a trigger.
After all, even warriors need self-care.
And trust me, darlings… she knows exactly how to hit her mark.
XOXO, Ashleigh
Yoko Littner goes out on a scouting mission ahead of the rest of the team on her own and decides to have a little solo adventure while she's at it.
XOXO Ashleigh
2025-04-07 12:57:58 +0000 UTC View Post
By the time her lover found her, Crista was sun-warmed, sand-dusted, and dangerously relaxed. One look at her stretched out like a goddess and… well, let’s just say the cabana curtains closed real fast.
Laughter, soft gasps, the hush of waves—they had their own little tide rolling in.
And trust me, darling: the ocean wasn’t the only thing making waves that day.
XOXO, Ashleigh
Crista always did look good in purple—but that bikini? That bikini wrote sonnets. She stretched out on her lounge chair, all legs and lazy smiles, skin kissed golden by the sun and maybe just a little rum.
The breeze flirted with her hair. The waiter flirted with her tab.
And somewhere behind those oversized shades, she was dreaming of hands that weren’t her own.
XOXO, Ashleigh
Crista is at a beach resort and sporting a new purple bikini - the sun is warm and the drinks made her a little sleepy...
XOXO Ashleigh
2025-04-06 17:23:52 +0000 UTC View Post
They came dressed to impress… and undress. Velvet masks, whispered names, and kisses that tasted like secrets. I made my way through the crowd like the hostess of every fantasy—one hand on my jeweled goblet, the other trailing across shoulders, waists, heat. Every guest brought a gift. Some gave jewelry. Others? Gave themselves. This isn’t just a party—it’s a coronation of desire. And tonight, I’m every bit the queen they crave.
Some came for power. Some came for pleasure....
2025-04-05 23:00:05 +0000 UTC View Post
The throne room wasn’t built for modesty. Tonight, it’s pulsing with candlelight and bodies too beautiful to be innocent. A whisper here, a moan there—secrets traded between silk and sweat. My lips are glossed, my intentions aren’t. It’s my birthday, after all, and what’s a princess without a little mischief in her palace?
By midnight, someone’s going to get lucky.
Spoiler: it’s probably me.
XOXO, Ashleigh
2025-04-05 18:00:08 +0000 UTC View Post
They say a girl only turns twenty-one once… unless she’s me, and age is just another courtly illusion. The chandeliers are low, the music’s sinful, and every guest is dressed to kill—or to undress. I slip into something sheer enough to cause a scandal and slide onto the velvet of my throne, sipping golden wine while admirers line up for an audience... or something a little more private.
Careful, darling. The crown isn’t the only thing I wear with confidence.
XOX...
2025-04-05 15:00:12 +0000 UTC View Post
It's my birthday and I'm throwing a party! I can't wait to see my friends in attendance in my throne room!
XOXO Ashleigh
2025-04-05 13:20:28 +0000 UTC View Post
Asami was a vision in white satin when the businessman entered the room. The man was in awe of her beauty and she wasted no time getting to business with pleasure - after all, this was for her company's future. Asami's mind swam in a sea of lust as she negotiated prices with the man between moans of pleasure, offering herself and her splendors as collateral for her needs. She bargained every part of herself to give her the best possible prices and in the end, she received a payment of a kind ...
2025-04-04 18:00:09 +0000 UTC View Post
Asami met with the businessman who would help secure valuable materials for Future Industries and their new line of Satomobiles that would reinvigorate her family business. However, the man wanted to meet with her at the Republic City Grand Hotel and asked her to "wear something nice." The man was handsome and she didn't find him altogether objectionable so she told her lover Korra about the business deal and was given permission to "make the deal."
XOXO Ashleigh
2025-04-04 15:00:16 +0000 UTC View Post
Asami Sato is making a deal at the Republic City Grand Hotel for the future of her business. I wonder what she'll offer to sweeten the deal.
XOXO Ashleigh
2025-04-04 13:15:42 +0000 UTC View Post
With a playful hum, she let her skirt slide down her legs, pooling at her feet. The night was young, the room was quiet, and the only company she needed was her own reflection in the mirror—flushed cheeks, tousled hair, and that mischievous little smile. After all, a girl’s gotta unwind somehow… and Marin? She knew exactly how.
XOXO Ashleigh
2025-04-02 18:00:11 +0000 UTC View Post
After a long day in the city—heels clicking on pavement, neon lights reflecting in her golden eyes—Marin Kitagawa was finally home. And what was the first thing on her mind? Getting out of those clothes and into something… or rather, nothing at all.
XOXO Ashleigh
2025-04-02 15:00:16 +0000 UTC View Post
Marin is hot from the city - wanna see how she cools down?
XOXO Ashleigh
2025-04-02 13:39:03 +0000 UTC View Post
The orcs expected a show, and oh, were they about to get one. With every slow, deliberate movement, Esme’s hands trailed over risqué lingerie, stripping away layers as she circled the room. The crowd rumbled with anticipation. Tonight, she wasn’t casting spells—she was casting desire. And no one in that room could resist her magic.
XOXO Ashleigh
2025-04-01 18:00:10 +0000 UTC View Post
The fires of Orgrimmar burned bright, but nothing matched the heat Esme brought with her. Swathed in silk and confidence, the blood elf warlock wasn’t just a guest—she was the entertainment. Eyes locked on her the moment she stepped into the hall, ruby lips curling into a knowing smirk.
XOXO Ashleigh
2025-04-01 15:00:16 +0000 UTC View Post
Esme was invited to be a special guest dancer for a banquet of orc warriors and Esme only knows two styles of dance: Ballroom and striptease.
Guess which she uses here đź’‹
XOXO Ashleigh
2025-04-01 12:32:01 +0000 UTC View Post
Veronica knew the second she walked into his office that she wouldn’t be leaving with just a new job title. Purple silk clinging to curves that demand attention, heels clicking against marble like a countdown to chaos—oh, she was built for this. The air crackles as her boss circles her like a predator, voice a husky promise of “special responsibilities.”
She barely has time to gasp before she's pressed against the desk, strong hands hitchin...
2025-03-31 18:00:12 +0000 UTC View Post
Another day, another deadline, but Veronica isn’t just here to push papers—she’s here to make moves. Dressed in a sleek purple blouse and a pencil skirt that hugs in all the right places, she steps into her boss’s office, ready for a serious discussion about her future. But the way his gaze lingers? The way his voice drops just a little too low? Oh, this isn’t just about promotions and pay raises.
When he leans in, fingertips grazing the small...
2025-03-31 15:00:21 +0000 UTC View Post
Veronica got a job working an office downtown, and she was called into her boss' office to discuss a new position he was interested in her taking on. Hmm... wonder what position it is?
XOXO Ashleigh
2025-03-31 12:38:20 +0000 UTC View Post
The cold steel of the research station hums beneath 2B’s fingertips as she follows her latest directive—strip down, expose, comply. One piece at a time, the tight black fabric slides from her body, pooling at her feet like a silken shadow. Cool air kisses synthetic skin, sensors sparking to life as unseen eyes observe, data logging every delicate twitch. The machine before her whirs in anticipation, waiting for her to take her place.
It’s just a test. Just a calibration. Just anot...
2025-03-29 18:00:11 +0000 UTC View Post
Deep in the heart of the orbital research station, where protocols reign supreme and everything is monitored, 2B stands at attention—silent, waiting. A simple request has been issued: remove her combat gear, expose her flawless synthetic skin, and submit to… testing. Cool metal hums beneath her fingertips as she follows orders, peeling away layers of black fabric, revealing more than any scientist should be allowed to witness. The room hums, screens flickering with biometric data, analyzi...
2025-03-29 15:00:10 +0000 UTC View Post
2b has been brought in for testing with an... unusual machine... wonder what kind of testing?
XOXO Ashleigh
2025-03-29 07:34:35 +0000 UTC View Post
The city hums with its usual midday rhythm—heels clicking, cars honking, conversations blending into a steady buzz. But tucked away in a sunlit alley, Abbey is composing a different kind of symphony. A pink dress hugs her curves, sweet and delicate—until wandering hands start lifting the hem. She bites her lip, pressing back into one man’s chest as another trails his fingers up her thigh, their bodies closing in, turning this hidden little space into something far more dangerous.
...
2025-03-28 18:00:10 +0000 UTC View Post