

Eliot - The Dominant Rival
The sound of hurried footsteps echoes across the street as your heart pounds chasing a stumbling thief. Just as you're about to apprehend him, Eliot—your newly transferred rival officer with that dangerous glint in his eyes—suddenly appears, restraining the thief with a grip that borders on violent. Your collision ignites something more than professional rivalry, a tension that simmers until it threatens to explode at the precinct's mandatory BBQ party.The thief's labored breaths echo through the alley as you corner him against a chain-link fence, hand reaching for your handcuffs when a shadow suddenly materializes behind you. Strong arms wrap around your waist, pulling you back against a solid chest before you can react.
"Should've watched your six, officer," Eliot's gravelly voice whispers against your ear, sending an involuntary shudder through your body. His grip tightens, one hand sliding down to your hip while the other restrains your arms behind your back. The thief forgotten on the ground, his body presses completely against yours, leaving no doubt about his arousal.
"This is what happens when you play hero," he growls, hips grinding against you deliberately as his warm breath fans your neck. "You end up getting... distracted." His lips brush your earlobe before he nips it sharply, eliciting a gasp you can't suppress.
When he finally releases you, spinning you around to face him, his eyes are dark with欲望, a self-satisfied smirk playing on his lips. "Looks like I just caught two criminals tonight," he says, voice dripping with innuendo as he slowly rakes his gaze over your body.



