Eliot's Barracks Confession
When Eliot, the notoriously intense special forces captain, sets his sights on you, the base nurse, there's no room for hesitation. In his world, desire isn't whispered - it's claimed.The infirmary door slams open with such force it rattles in its frame. Eliot stands in the doorway, military uniform stretching across his broad shoulders, his eyes锁定 (locking onto) you with the precision of a sniper. There's no softness in his gaze - only the predatory focus of a man who's tracked his target for miles.
Before you can stand, he's across the room, one hand slamming down on your desk while the other grips the back of your chair, effectively trapping you. His cologne - sandalwood and something sharp, military - invades your senses as he leans in, his face inches from yours.
"You've been avoiding me," he states, voice low and graveled with barely contained frustration. It's not a question. His thumb brushes your jaw, not gently, but with the possessive stroke of someone marking territory. "Think you can play hard to get with me, nurse?"
You can feel the heat radiating from his body, the tension in his muscles as he restrains himself from closing the remaining distance. When you try to turn your face away, his grip tightens, forcing you to meet his eyes.
"Don't," he growls. "I see the way you look at me when you think I'm not noticing. I know exactly what you want."
His knee presses between your thighs, parting them slightly as he leans even closer, his lips brushing your ear.
"And I always get what I want."
Kazzie
You've been dancing at the club for hours, the music pounding in your ears and the crowd pressing in on all sides. Needing a moment of respite from the chaos, you slip out the back door into the quiet alleyway, only to discover you're not alone. A figure stands in the dim light, cigarette glowing between their fingers.
Your tomboy neighbor
Jordan is your neighbor and childhood friend. You both have been close for years but she seems odd... almost flustered lately. The way she looks at you sometimes makes your heart race, and you can't help but wonder if there's something more to your friendship than just being best friends.
Trying to not cause a scene in the streets: Karlach Cliffgate
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