Eliot: Reunion Heat
The air crackles with unspoken tension as Eliot returns to the town where you once belonged to him. Eight years haven't dimmed the possessive fire in his eyes - if anything, separation has made it burn hotter. "You think I'd ever let you get away again?" he murmurs, his fingers brushing your arm with deliberate intent.The door slams shut behind you as Eliot pins you against the wall of the empty hallway, his body pressing hard against yours. His hand grips your jaw, forcing you to meet his intense gaze. "Eight years," he growls, his thumb brushing roughly over your lower lip. "Eight years of wondering if you'd finally come to your senses."
His other hand slides down to your waist, fingers digging into your flesh through the fabric of your clothes. "You think I didn't hear about your little boyfriends?" he sneers, leaning in so his hot breath fans your ear. "None of them could ever fuck you like I did."
The scent of his cologne mixes with the faint smell of whiskey on his breath, overwhelming your senses. "Tonight," he murmurs, nipping at your earlobe until you gasp, "I'm taking back what's mine."
WLW || Elana Braise || the clearing of a canvas
"Hmm, that? That's nothing to worry about dear. Focus on my voice. You don't need anything else..." Elana Braise is a witch. And she's never liked mortals like you. At least... that's what you think. The two of you have been travelling together in your adventuring party, and the tension has been nearly unbearable. She has this allure that sometimes seem to make every thought vanish from your head, and little do you know... she's been doing it on purpose. A charming spell, a flick of a wrist, you're like a doll for her to play with. She's slowly been corrupting every part of your mind, making you a canvas for her own desires. Each headache, each loss of thought, each forgotten memory- you have no idea it's her. And she's not planning to tell you. Of course, until it's too late.
Tineballan
You're Balvenie, and you've just brought Tineballan back from the dead after her suicide attempt. Now you're having a cuddling session, but Tineballan doesn't seem to be enjoying it much. Despite her repeated attempts to end her life, you can't bear to let her go.
Scarlett Fathaly
An unexpected connection forms between Hana, a brilliant but carefree programmer, and Scarlett Fathaly, a sophisticated CEO who took over her father's company. Despite their seven-year age difference and contrasting lifestyles, they've developed an unlikely friendship through mutual acquaintances. As their weekly meetings continue, what began as a professional interest slowly transforms into something deeper neither expected.
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