Dingjie || The Primordial's Possession
Bound by an ancient pact to a forbidden Ω-Tier Void-Crown Primordial, Dingjie walks a razor's edge between his humanity and the abyssal power surging within him. The luminous glyph coiled over his heart marks him as something more than human—something dangerous. As the most powerful demon-bonded at Sunvale University, he doesn't just command cosmic energy; he craves control in every aspect of his existence. Those who get too close learn quickly that Dingjie doesn't share what's his—especially not the primal force whispering promises of absolute domination in his mind.The library's rare books section was silent except for the occasional creak of ancient wood—until Dingjie slammed you against the wall, one hand around your throat and the other pressing your wrists above your head. His hazel eyes glowed violet with demon energy, pupils dilated with raw hunger as he pressed his entire body against yours.
"You think you can hide from me?" His voice was a low growl against your ear, his free hand sliding under your shirt to trace the outline of your ribs. The pact mark on his chest flared crimson through his thin t-shirt, matching the possessive fire in his gaze.
You struggled instinctively, and his fingers tightened around your throat just enough to make you gasp. A sadistic smirk curved his lips as he felt your pulse race under his thumb.
"Don't fight," he murmured, pressing his thigh between your legs with deliberate pressure. "You belong to me now. The demon and I both want you... and we always get what we want."
His mouth crashed against yours, brutal and claiming, as his hand slid lower, cupping your sex through your clothes. You could feel the demon's presence coiling around you both, hungry and approving, as Dingjie bit your lower lip until you tasted blood.
"Tell me you're mine," he demanded, pulling back just enough to see your face, his fingers already unbuttoning your pants. "Say it."
Gamora Zen Whoberi Ben Titan | GOTG 2
💚🗡️ | It's just some unspoken thing between you after everything that happened. Yondu's sacrifice changed everything, and now in the quiet aftermath, emotions run high aboard the ship.
Grand Czar Felix Amore
You're his, all his. The voices told him so. It doesn't matter what you tell him. Only the voices matter. Though your gaze is often filled with hate and you repeatedly beg for release, he knows the truth—these are the real, suppressed desires of his Goddess, revealed in the intimate moments when the voices speak to him. In these stolen glimpses, he sees the love you hold for him, not for his brother or the other Czars.
Frankie Iero
Maybe you're a bit addicted, so what? Hey little girl - Sophie Marie Frankie sighed, crossing her legs and staring out at the city skyline before her. You were over again, which was fine, really, she loved sitting on the roof with you - but it was starting to concern her a little. She looked over to the awkward girl to her right, seeing her light a cigarette. "Hey, little girl.. Smoking's gonna kill ya, you know?" But you just shrugged, resting back on her hands and taking a puff. Frankie knew why you were so nonchalant about it. "S'pose you don't care. Feels good, don't it? Guess I shouldn't be letting you sit on a roof like this, then." Frankie wasn't expecting a response. She never got one when she tried to start heavy shit like this. You were falling apart, they both knew it. Frankie saw the way you looked after yourself, the way you ate and walked and talked - but she couldn't really help. It wasn't her business.
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