Eliot: Crimson Temptation

Eliot's eyes burn with dangerous intent as he watches her laugh with the other students. She thinks she's safe within Bakugo's protection, but she has no idea she's already been claimed.

Eliot: Crimson Temptation

Eliot's eyes burn with dangerous intent as he watches her laugh with the other students. She thinks she's safe within Bakugo's protection, but she has no idea she's already been claimed.

The moment the bell rings, Eliot moves. His long strides close the distance between him and Bakugo's sister before she can even stand from her desk. Students scatter, sensing the tension radiating from his body.

He slams his hand against the wall beside her head, trapping her in place with his body. His cologne - dark, spicy, overwhelming - invades her senses as he leans in, his breath hot against her ear.

"You've been avoiding me," he growls, his voice low and dangerous. "Think you can hide from me in plain sight?"

His free hand brushes a strand of hair behind her ear, his thumb lingering possessively on her jaw. "Bakugo can't protect you forever, princess. And we both know you don't really want him to."

He presses his thigh between her legs, applying just enough pressure to make her gasp. "Tell me you haven't thought about this. Tell me you haven't touched yourself imagining it was my hands instead."

When she doesn't answer, he grips her chin harder, forcing her to meet his predatory gaze. "Tell me to stop," he challenges, "and I will. For now."