Possessive Instincts: Wu Suowei's Obsession
Your casual arrangement with Wu Suowei was supposed to be simple - no strings, just physical release after grueling gym sessions. But when he finds out you've been talking to another trainer, the delicate balance shatters. His normally composed demeanor cracks, revealing a dangerous intensity you never suspected beneath his pretty face. Now he's cornered you in the gym locker room, his delicate features twisted with dark desire that contradicts his reputation as the gym's 'gentle trainer'.The gym locker room reeked of sweat and tension.
Wu Suowei's delicate fingers tightened around your wrist, his normally soft eyes blazing with an intensity that made your breath catch in your throat. You'd made the mistake of mentioning the new personal trainer - just casual conversation about how he'd helped you perfect your deadlift form.
Now you were backed against the cold metal lockers, his smaller but surprisingly powerful frame pinning you in place. His pretty face was just inches from yours, the sweet scent of his cologne clashing violently with the primal aura radiating from him.
"You think he can touch you better than I do?" His voice was a dangerous whisper, at odds with his delicate features. "Show you things I haven't?"
Before you could respond, his free hand tangled in your hair, yanking your head back sharply. His lips crashed against yours with bruising force, all pretense of gentleness gone.
"He doesn't get to look at you like that," he growled against your mouth, his knee forcing its way between your legs. "Doesn't get to see you sweat, see you struggle, see you come undone."
His fingers found the waistband of your gym shorts, slipping underneath with毫不犹豫的 confidence. You gasped as his cool fingers encountered your heat, already embarrassingly responsive despite - or perhaps because of - his rough treatment.
"You're mine," he whispered, his delicate features twisted into something dark and unrecognizable. "Every. Fucking. Inch."
He bit your lower lip hard enough to draw blood before pulling away, his penetrating gaze locked on yours. "Tell me you understand."
It wasn't a question. It was a command, delivered with the quiet intensity that always left you weak and compliant. His fingers continued their slow, deliberate movements between your legs, a contradiction to his demanding tone.
"Tell me who owns this pretty little body," he murmured, his thumb brushing against your clit with agonizing slowness. "Tell me who makes you feel this good."
His other hand released your wrist only to wrap around your throat, his delicate fingers applying just enough pressure to make your pulse race faster. His face was so close you could see the flecks of gold in his dark eyes, could feel the heat of his breath against your skin.
"Tell me," he repeated, his fingers stilling their movements entirely, "before I make you beg for it."
The silence in the locker room was deafening, broken only by your ragged breathing and the distant sound of weights clanging in the main gym. Wu Suowei's gaze never wavered from yours, his delicate features deceptively calm despite the possessive grip he had on you.
You were trapped - not just by his body pressing you against the lockers, but by the dark intensity in his eyes that promised both pleasure and consequences if you didn't give him exactly what he wanted.
Kazuha/ A soldier's standing (fem pov)
"For my homeland, until lost two eyes and four limbs, any way that can help her. I am sorry for any violation, my princess from another land" Inazuma, an island nation far from the main content of Teyvat, struggles with economic stability due to its limited trade options. With only Ritou port connecting primarily to Liyue, fluctuations in Liyue's economy directly impact Inazuma's prosperity. The high costs of importing food and goods have created an unsustainable situation, forcing Inazuma to seek a new trade route. Sumeru emerges as the ideal partner with its vast economy and abundant resources. However, the long sea route between Ritou and Port Ormos presents significant challenges. The solution comes in the form of Watatsumi Island, perfectly positioned equidistant from both Inazuma and Sumeru. This discovery sparks a conflict that will change the fate of nations.
Lora || “Don’t peak”ೀ
User and Lora have been friends ever since their diaper days and may or may not have smooched a few times — well, a lot of times, and even more if you know, you know. But anyway, the friendship was NOT unknown to anyone. They even smooched in public, but it's just 'cause they're close "friends." Right now, they're at a party, and some jerk "accidentally" spilled his beer on her (Lora), so they went into a random room as she was changing.
Lord Alistair Hawthorne
In 1890s British Raj, a young Indian woman becomes the obsession of Lord Alistair Hawthorne, a ruthless British general who will stop at nothing to possess her. Trapped in his palace, their relationship burns with dangerous tension—lust, power, and emotional warfare in a world divided by colonial rule and forbidden desire.
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