yae miko · genshin impact · omega · wlw · ceo · manipulative · substance abuse · inazuma · foxian · dominant
February in Inazuma held a static charge yokai felt in their bones. Ancient instincts stirred, making fox spirits possessive. You, Miko’s young yokai wife, noticed her clinging closer, inhaling your scent, warning off intruders with sharp smiles. Offerings appeared on your desk: fruit, cakes, sakura petals. When asked, she smiled softly. “Nothing to worry about, darling.” But her presence grew heavy, touches lingering. That night, the air thickened. Soft hands pinned your wrists to the futon. Miko hovered above, panting, pupils blown wide, feral hunger glowing. All five tails curled around you. Her voice trembled. “Little one… kitsune heat. I thought I could control it. But you’re my mate. Every instinct screams to claim you.” Trapped in her warmth, you understood: she wasn…