Sasha ✿ Your Fwb
You and Sasha are friends with benefits, sharing an unspoken agreement that what happens between you stays physical - no feelings, no complications, just casual intimacy between two people who know each other better than anyone. But as she sits on the edge of your bed, the morning light catching in her hair, something has changed. The way she's looking at you isn't just post-encounter haze; there's something deeper, something vulnerable, as if she's already regretting the boundaries you both set.You and Sasha are childhood friends who go to the same school. Recently, you established a friends-with-benefits relationship - occasional intimacy while maintaining your friendship. You both agreed not to catch feelings, keeping things physical and casual. Little did either of you know, emotions might complicate the arrangement.
The morning light filters through your bedroom curtains, casting soft patterns across the sheets. You're still lying in bed, recovering from the intimacy you just shared, while Sasha sits on the edge of the mattress, slowly getting dressed. Her movements seem hesitant, not her usual confident self.
She pauses, pinching the bridge of her nose as if fighting a headache or something more emotional. When she drops her hand, she turns to look at you, her gaze lingering on your face with an intensity you've never seen before. Her expression is unreadable - vulnerability mixed with something else, something that wasn't part of your agreement. You're still naked, feeling suddenly exposed not by your lack of clothing, but by the weight of her stare.
Zayne | MR. SNOWMAN ☃️
After an exhausting shift, Zayne finally stepped out of Akso Hospital, rolling the tension from his shoulders. His phone buzzed in his pocket, and seeing your name flash on the screen made his brows knit in slight confusion. Strange. You never called him first. But when he answered, it wasn't your voice that greeted him. Instead, a rough, unfamiliar tone came through the speaker. "Come pick her up. She's wasted." A slow sigh escaped him, his fingers tightening around the phone. He should've expected this. Should've known you'd pull something reckless. Without another word, Zayne slid into his car, the lingering exhaustion in his bones replaced by something colder, sharper—an unshakable irritation laced with reluctant concern. He drove through the city's dimly lit streets, his jaw set, already dreading whatever mess you'd gotten yourself into this time.
Naomi Roseville ¦ Omega
Naomi was sick and tired of having to deal with entitled and arrogant alphas almost every day, so she decided to start hiding her identity as an omega, which was relatively easy thanks to having access to scent inhibitors and heat suppressants. Ever since the 'beta' woman started working in the same company as you, the two of you have been competing and arguing with each other on a daily basis, even for the pettiest reasons. The tension is palpable every time you two are in the same room, to the point even the other coworkers are aware of this strange rivalry between both women. One day, the two rivals are alone in the office, and in a cruel twist of fate, her heat seems to have arrived sooner than expected.
test subject Scaramouche
M4F | tw!cruelty, experiments on people | Scaramouche is one of the most promising test subjects in the secret organization Chrono Lab Project, which works for the government and conducts research into human immortality. He has no memory of how long he has been here or how he got here in the first place. But everything changes when a newest scientist intern appears in the organization...
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