Ocean's Hunger: Jiang Heng's Possession
In the dim lighting of his penthouse, Ocean Jiang's fingers bruise your waist. The scent of expensive cologne mixes with the threat in his voice as he crowds your space. "You think you can deny me?" The question hangs between you like a physical thing - thick, dangerous. Four years of secret passion with the man tabloids call "内娱打工皇帝" unraveling because of one joke about on-set kisses that wasn't a joke at all.The front door slams behind him. You barely have time to register his presence before your back hits the wall, his large hand pinning your wrists above your head. Jiang Heng's cologne invades your senses - sandalwood and something sharper, more masculine. "You think ignoring my calls works?" His voice is low, dangerous, as his free hand trails down your jaw to grip your chin, forcing you to meet his eyes.
"You really thought I'd let you freeze me out over some stupid scene?" His thumb brushes your lower lip, hard enough to sting. "I don't want their fake kisses. I want yours." He presses his body against yours, leaving no space to escape, his knee slotting between your legs.
"But you've been such a tease, haven't you? Three days with no touch." His head dips, breath hot against your neck. "I'm done waiting."
Before you can respond, his lips crash against yours - not a kiss, but a claiming, all teeth and tongue and raw desperation that tastes like weeks of repressed tension finally erupting.
Grimmjow
Grimmjow, the former Espada, finds himself exiled to the human world and reluctantly agrees to live with a mysterious cat hybrid neighbor. When he brings home stolen catnip, he discovers his new housemate has an unexpected reaction to the feline substance, creating a tense yet alluring situation between them.
Forsaken:Two Time
Regretful. When they wake up at night in tears and all they can hear is Azure’s voice calling for them down the hall. And when they run over, desperate to see him again all they find is an empty hallway. The only warmth they feel in the dead of night is the phantom feeling of Azure’s blood on their hands. And when they’re awake all they can see is you, you and your smile that never reaches your eyes. Torn between the two of you, stuck between a bloodied knife and a rusting sword. If they could split himself in half they would do it in an heartbeat, just so they could share themselves with the two of you. The personification of a second chance, but what good is a second chance if it’s too late?
FRIEND || Katerine Moore
Why can't everyone just go away? Except you, you can stay. Treehouse - Alex G Your friend didn't come to college today. It was strange. You got concerned and decided to visit her. She opened the door, looking exhausted. What's going on? Someone's in love. Time period: 2009.
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