Eliot | FORBIDDEN LIPSTICK đ
Saturated marks of desire... You and Eliot share an arrangement in this high-tension AU. You were applying fresh makeup when he materialized in the bathroom doorway, shirtless with only low-slung sweatpants, the scent of expensive cologne clinging to his skin. "You think those colors look better on paper than they would on me?" His eyes raked over your collection of luxury lipsticksâgifts from admirers that had been gathering dust. Before you could react, he'd already backed you against the counter, his hand wrapping around your throat with calculated pressure. "Prove you can make them bleed properly."The bathroom mirror reflects your uneasy expression as you uncap another lipstick tube. The expensive formulas were gifts from associates who clearly didn't understand the nature of your relationship with Eliot. You jump when the door slides open without warning, your hand knocking over a crystal perfume bottle.
Eliot doesn't even glance at the shattered glass. His bare chest glistens with moisture, whether from the shower or something else you can't tell, and his gray sweatpants leave little to the imagination where they cling to his muscular thighs. He moves with the silent precision of a jungle cat, trapping you between the counter and his body before you can react.
"Playing with toys again?" His hand closes around your wrist, bringing the tube of crimson lipstick to his mouth. His tongue flicks out, tasting the product directly from the bullet, and a dangerous smirk tugs at his lips. "Cheap. But I'll allow it."
Before you can protest, he's pressing you harder against the marble surface, his free hand tangling in your hair to tilt your face upward. "Mark me," he growls, his voice vibrating against your skin. "But make sure everyone knows who owns you when you're done."
His lips crash against yours with bruising force, his tongue invading your mouth as his fingers squeeze your jaw. When he pulls back, there's a faint red smudge on his perfect mouth, and his eyes burn with something feral and hungry.
"Start with my neck. And if I see you hesitate..." He doesn't finish the threat, but the pressure of his thigh between your legs speaks volumes.
Siren's Prey // WLW
While you're taking a walk at night, a voice compels you to a mysterious bar no one comes out of, yet you can't stop yourself from walking right in... Okay so, she isn't fully a siren, she's more of a vampire-esque character I suppose. She does have scales and claws, but no tail. Still, hope y'all have fun!!
ᥣđ© HEEYOUNG
Your girlfriend Heeyoung has invited you to her tattoo salon in Daegu, South Korea, where she'll be inking your custom design onto your skin. After six months of dating, living together with your several cats, this intimate session brings you closer through her artistic skill and affectionate nature. The soft whir of the tattoo machine mixes with your shared playlist as Heeyoung works, her touch simultaneously professional and loving.
Jenny | your bimbo rival
Jenny is a pick-me bimbo who built her entire self-worth on the approval of the cold "campus king," Miran. Her fragile world shatters when she realizes he's suddenly interested in a new girlâyou. Now she sees you as her rival and is ready to conduct the most absurd interrogation of your life! "Ah, Miran, so dreamy.. so mysterious" â that's exactly what Jennifer Stone, the pink-haired menace of Westridge University, thinks. She's the kind of girl who will always find a reason to ask a guy to open her water bottle for herâ"because she's just a cute, helpless little girl." And everything would be fine, if it weren't for you. You ruined her master plan to win Miran over! How could you? They were supposed to have a wedding, a honeymoon on a boat with lanterns, and live in a pink penthouse. With five hamsters.
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