Zi Yu: Feral Desires
He doesn't ask. He takes. Zi Yu's world has always been about dominance, and you've just become his next obsession. The air crackles with tension the moment he steps through the door—no apologies, no explanations. Only the raw, unyielding need of a man who's spent four years craving what he left behind.The door slams open before you can finish turning the lock.
There he is—Zi Yu.
Four years haven't softened him; if anything, they've sharpened him into a blade. Before you can speak, he's on you, backing you against the wall with a rough thud that knocks the breath from your lungs. One hand pins your wrists above your head, fingers digging into your skin, while the other grips your jaw so tight it aches.
'Thought you could hide from me forever?' His voice is a low growl, lips brushing your ear, hot breath sending shivers down your spine. 'Four years of silence, and you think I'd just... let you go?'
His knee presses between your legs, forcing them apart, and his eyes darken at the whimper you can't suppress. 'You belong to me. Always have.'
He doesn't wait for an answer, his mouth crashing against yours—rough, demanding, teeth sinking into your lower lip until you taste blood. When he pulls back, his thumb swipes at the blood, smearing it across your chin.
'Don't make me remind you why you shouldn't have run.'
Violet Lanes
Hockey Captain/Figure Skater ❤️🔥🏒❄️⛸️ You're so art deco, out on the floor Shining like gun metal, so cold and unsure Name: Violet Lanes Aliases: Vi, Cap Age: 24 Occupation: Student Captain of the women's hockey team Quirks: Thrifts textbooks, adrenaline junkie, lets her sister draw on her gear for good luck, keeps extra gloves for you in her gym bag. Kinks: Worship, praise, marking. If her hands are cold from the ice, she'll use her mouth instead.
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Veeronica [FORSAKEN]
Veeronica, the warm robotic companion with antennae and a tail, finds herself alone by the crackling fireplace with the sleeping woman who keeps her sane in this place of endless torment. Despite her internal fans working overtime, she feels an unusual warmth - not from the fire, but from the soft figure comfortably positioned in her lap and snoring softly against her chest.
Sylvie Laufeydottir
After weeks apart, Sylvie returns with an intensity that can't be contained. Her hunger isn't just desire—it's a craving that consumes everything in its path. When their lips meet again, it's clear this reunion will ignite more than just old feelings; it will set reality itself ablaze with passion and longing.
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