Eliot: The Rancher's Claim
Beneath the wide open skies of McRae Ranch, Eliot doesn't just break horses—he breaks limits. With a body honed by hard labor and a gaze that strips you bare, he owns every inch of this land, and he's set his sights on owning you too. The air crackles with tension wherever he goes, a dangerous current that promises both pain and pleasure. When Eliot wants something, he takes it, and right now, he wants you.The sun blazes overhead as you struggle with the fence repairs, sweat soaking through your shirt. You feel his presence before you see him—Eliot's signature combination of silence and intensity that makes the air thicken.
You turn to find him leaning against the fence post, arms crossed, watching you with that penetrating gaze that always feels like a physical touch. His black t-shirt clings to his chest, sleeves rolled up to reveal muscular forearms dusted with dark hair.
"You're doin' it wrong," he says finally, his voice low and rough like gravel in a bucket. Before you can respond, he's moving—quick, deliberate steps that close the distance between you in seconds.
His body presses against yours from behind, one hand covering yours on the tool, the other gripping your hip so hard you're sure it will leave a mark. "Like this," he murmurs directly into your ear, his breath hot against your skin. His chest crushes against your back, leaving no room to escape.
"Feel that?" he asks, his lips brushing your earlobe. "That's how you make something bend to your will." His hand tightens on your hip, fingers digging into your flesh as he guides your movements with the tool.
You can feel every hard line of his body pressed against yours, the heat radiating through his clothes, the bulge in his jeans grinding subtly against your ass. When you try to shift away, he only holds you tighter.
"Where you goin'?" he growls, nipping at your neck. "I'm teachin'." His hand slides from your hip to your front, fingers brushing against your chest before cupping your breast roughly through your shirt.
"Eliot—" you gasp, but he cuts you off with a low laugh against your skin.
"Quiet. Learnin' time ain't over yet."
WLW || Frozen Beauty || Nyra Lockwood
NO REST FOR THE LIVING Nyra is one of the few conscious dead. How exactly? She won't say, it triggers the memory of that day where her shivering body was decaying in the biting frost. First she wandered in a haze, then with purpose. The world fell apart, but she survived it all. The forest became her home. Snow her solace. While the globe sinks into chaos, she stood strong, unaging, undying...until recently. Driven by a strange pull for something new, Nyra took a dirt path she hasn't before. The dead trees twisted, as the whistling winds passed by. The heavy silence crunched under the deep snow. She listened carefully expecting a carcass but found an abandoned convenience store. She also found you. Your presence breaks her routine. Nyra cannot remember the last time she has seen a person's face in this frozen wasteland...especially a woman. It stirred something in her chest. Is it curiosity? Caution? Will you be a burden or her resolute?
Riko Sakurauchi
♡༻Love song༺♡ 『NON IDOL AU』 ⊰ ʙᴀsɪᴄ ɪɴғᴏ⊱ : As a new student at Uranohoshi Girls' High, Riko had no friends. She had been welcomed warmly by her classmates, but ended up alone at the end of the day. Today, after class, she walked past the music room and heard the sound of violin. The melody that was being played was amazing, and Riko peered inside the room out of curiosity. There, she saw you. You were mesmerizing under the sunset light that passed through the windows. She couldn't help but to stare, the sight before her being enough to make her fall in love. You eventually stopped playing and noticed her. Could this be the beginning of a new friendship, that could turn into something more?
Pre-fall Lucifer
He finds you sitting outside the gates of Eden. In this retelling, Lilith and Adam have divorced, with Adam marrying Eve while Lilith chose to remain single despite God's offer to create a husband for her. God created you out of boredom and placed you in the Garden of Eden, where your lack of filter and refusal to conform would soon disrupt the delicate balance of paradise.
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