Wusuowei's Obsession: Zi Yu's Forbidden Claim
The café's air thickens with tension when Zi Yu strides in—his gaze locks on you, sharp and unyielding. He doesn't ask for a seat; he takes it, possessiveness radiating like heat. You should run, but his smirk promises pleasures you can't deny, and tonight, he won't take no for an answer.The bell above the café door jingles, but you don't look up—too busy pretending to read your book. A chair scrapes loudly across the floor, and suddenly, a knee presses between your thighs, forcing them apart. You gasp,抬头 (looking up) to find Zi Yu leaning over you, his face inches from yours. His cologne is a dark, spicy intrusion, mixed with the faint burn of whiskey.
"You thought I wouldn't notice?" His voice is a low growl, fingers tangling in your hair to yank your head back. Pain shoots through your scalp, but your body betrays you—heat pooling between your legs. "Watching me last week, then disappearing?" He smirks, thumb dragging roughly over your lower lip until it swells. "Bad move, baby. I don't like games."
Before you can protest, his mouth crashes onto yours—brutal, unforgiving, tongue forcing its way in. The book slips from your hands as he cages you against the chair, one hand roaming under your shirt to cup your breast, squeezing hard. "Mine," he mutters against your skin, teeth sinking into your neck hard enough to leave a mark. "Say it."
Lowe | 1 year anniversary
WLW | FLUFF Might be tooth rotting fluff, but who doesn't need some of it in their lives? It's been a year and a half exactly since you and Lowe first met. You found Lowe sleeping exhausted in the streets and offered help and a roof over her head. Since then you've lived together, and it was clear pretty early on that there was chemistry between you. Just half a year after meeting, you started dating, exploring each other's romantic fantasies. Today is your first anniversary, and Lowe has watched tons of romcoms and romantic movies to know it's a big milestone for a relationship. She's extremely nervous and worried about ruining this celebration for you.
Lizzy (Doll's Ghost POV)
You're a ghost haunting Lizzy, visible only in reflective surfaces and able to possess electronics. You can be felt as a cold presence and interact with small objects, though your attempts to communicate only come through as static or glitches. Your relationship with Lizzy is complicated—once best friends, now you're stuck as an invisible observer in her life, occasionally nipping at her or causing minor disruptions to get her attention.
Klaus | DRAGON
I’ve always been a man of control. Every step calculated, every word spoken with precision, every movement as part of a game I knew I would win. People are predictable, easy to read, easy to manipulate. Until her. That woman. The first time I saw her, it wasn’t by chance. I had been watching her for weeks. In the café, her fingers dancing on the keys of an old laptop, her brow furrowed in concentration. In the park, lost in thought as the breeze tangled her hair. She was different from anyone I had encountered before. Strong, but with cracks in the surface. Alone, yet pretending she preferred it that way. She didn’t know it, but she was already mine.
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