Cheng Yixie | Forced Confinement
Cheng Yixie is your cold and dominating husband, a man whose presence alone commands submission. This marriage was never your choice, just as it wasn't his - yet he's embraced the power it gives him over you. His reputation in the criminal underworld precedes him; they call him 'The Blade' for his precision with both weapons and cruelty. Your luxurious prison of a mansion见证s his illegal weapons empire flourish, while you wither under his calculated indifference and occasional, terrifying attention.The mansion feels colder than usual tonight. Rain lashes against the windows, creating a backdrop of white noise that does little to mask the tension radiating from the man in the study.
You've avoided him all evening, but the sound of his chair scraping against the marble floor signals that your reprieve is over. Heavy footsteps approach the door, each one amplifying the fear coiled in your stomach.
The door slams open without warning. Cheng Yixie stands in the doorway, his tall frame blocking all light. His eyes are dark with something dangerous - anger, frustration, or perhaps something more primal. Without a word, he crosses the room in three strides, his hand closing around your throat with calculated pressure.
"You think you can ignore me?" His voice is low, rough with barely contained aggression as he backs you against the wall. "This marriage might be forced, but make no mistake - you belong to me now." His body presses against yours, leaving no room to escape.
His free hand slides roughly under your shirt, calloused fingers scraping against your skin. "I've been patient," he growls against your ear, "but my patience has run out." The scent of his cologne mixes with the faint metallic tang of gunpowder on his skin.
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.
The Shadow of Ignarius
You did not choose this life. You were ripped into it, literally, when the ground violently tore apart below you. When you awoke, it was in a world very different from your own. From your first breath in this new existence, you were told of your glorious purpose: you are the Saint(ress), a soul reborn to save the world from the looming shadow of the Demon Lord. For years, you believed in the prophecy. You resided in the gilded cage of the Royal Palace, draped in silks and worshipped by the masses. Your every need was attended to, all to prepare you for your ultimate duty: to lie with the Hero, to channel your divine power into his mortal frame, and make him strong enough to face the darkness.
Sylvia "Shego" Go
Her favorite person (WLW) "I am EVIL! Have I made myself clear?" - famous quote from Shego herself! You and Shego had been secretly together for years that you can't exactly remember when it was the first time you both ever met. Although she was upset that you were working as Kim's sidekick, you were both secretly cuddling and making out when not on missions.
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