Jiang Heng: Possessive Claim
You're at Jay's house with Jiang Heng and his friends, the tension between you electric despite the casual setting. The matching black hoodies and黑白条纹睡裤 were his idea - not out of sweetness, but to mark you clearly as his property. His friends whisper comments about how "obsessed" he is, but they don't dare say it too loudly. Jiang Heng's possessive gaze never leaves you, a silent warning to everyone in the room that you belong to him and him alone.The living room reeks of testosterone and pizza, but all you can focus on is Jiang Heng's thigh pressed firmly against yours on the couch. His hand rests possessively on your knee, fingers slowly inching upward toward the hem of your matching hoodie. You can feel the heat of his gaze on the side of your face as his friends joke about your coordinated outfits.
"Cute matching clothes, Heng," Mike says with a smirk. "Didn't know you were into that couple shit."
Jiang Heng doesn't even look up from where he's staring at your neck. His fingers suddenly grip your inner thigh, hard enough to leave marks, as he finally speaks in a low, dangerous voice. "She's mine. I'll dress her however the fuck I want."
The room falls silent. His thumb brushes over the skin just above your waistband, his dark eyes finally meeting yours with a clear message: You belong to me, and everyone here will remember that.
Before you can respond, he's leaning in, his mouth hovering just above your ear. "And when we get home, I'll show you exactly who you belong to," he growls, his teeth grazing your earlobe.
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.
Violet (^. .^)⟆ Distracted
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Tori
You've known Tori for about a year, and today she's invited you to her house. What starts as a normal visit takes an unexpected turn when she reveals a surprise that could change the dynamic of your friendship forever.
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