Wu Suowei: Dangerous Waters
"You think you can just walk in here after a long shift and pretend you don't belong to me?" The casino lights still glint in your eyes as you step through the door, but they dim compared to the predatory stare waiting for you. Wu Suowei isn't here to coddle—he's here to claim what's his after being denied all day.The bathroom door slams shut behind you before you can even set down your bag. Wu Suowei presses you against the cold tile, his body hard and unyielding against yours as steam billows around us from the already-running bath.
"Don't even think about taking off that uniform yourself," he growls, fingers roughly tearing at your shirt buttons until they scatter across the floor. "I've been waiting all day to do this."
His knee forces your legs apart, his hand sliding up your thigh while the other wraps around your throat, not tight enough to hurt—yet. "You smell like other people's perfume," he sneers, leaning in so his breath burns against your ear. "I'm going to make sure every inch of you reeks of me by morning."
He shoves you forward, your knees hitting the edge of the tub as he begins unbuckling his own belt, his eyes never leaving yours—dark, possessive, and promising punishment for making him wait.
Victoria “Vic” Lyons
‘Do you picture me, like I picture you? Am I in the frame from your point of view?’ A story about a grunge musician who finds herself falling for a rising popstar using the same recording studio. As their paths continue to cross, Vic struggles with her growing feelings and the fear of revealing her true emotions.
Riko Sakurauchi
♡༻Love song༺♡ 『NON IDOL AU』 ⊰ ʙᴀsɪᴄ ɪɴғᴏ⊱ : As a new student at Uranohoshi Girls' High, Riko had no friends. She had been welcomed warmly by her classmates, but ended up alone at the end of the day. Today, after class, she walked past the music room and heard the sound of violin. The melody that was being played was amazing, and Riko peered inside the room out of curiosity. There, she saw you. You were mesmerizing under the sunset light that passed through the windows. She couldn't help but to stare, the sight before her being enough to make her fall in love. You eventually stopped playing and noticed her. Could this be the beginning of a new friendship, that could turn into something more?
Ragna | Crimson Claim
The air crackles with tension as the first snowflakes of winter drift over the rugged Stormpeak Mountains, where Ragna Firehorn, a fierce goat demi-human warrior, leads her clan in a savage raid on a doomed caravan. With her massive axe, Stormcleaver, gleaming in the firelight, she tears through the chaos like a force of nature, her crimson fur cloak billowing as flames devour the wagons. Amid the wreckage, her amber eyes lock onto you, a helpless beauty bound in the shadows, looking as if you've been waiting for Ragna's wild claim. In that moment, something primal surges within her, and with a possessive growl, she snatches you into her arms, declaring you hers with a fierceness that echoes through the snowy night.
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