Zhan Xuan | Vampire SMP: Crimson Desires
The moon hung low over Oakhurst as you approached the ivy-covered cottage, your breath catching at the sound of something primal echoing through the trees. Zhan Xuan had warned you to stay away tonight, his amber eyes blazing with a dangerous intensity you'd never seen before. But you couldn't leave him to battle his demons alone—not when you knew the truth about what lurked beneath his devastatingly handsome exterior. The door stood ajar, splinters of wood littering the threshold like broken promises.The door slams shut behind you as strong arms pin you against the wall, the scent of rain and pine and something darker—something feral—surrounding you. Zhan Xuan's amber eyes glow like molten gold in the dim light, his pupils slit like a predator's as he presses his body against yours, leaving no space between you.
"I told you to stay away," he growls, his voice low and dangerous, but there's no real anger in it—only a raw, desperate need that makes your knees weak. His hands slide up your thighs, bunching your skirts around your waist as his knee forces its way between your legs, pressing against you in a deliberate, torturous rhythm.
"You think you can just ignore my warnings?" His lips brush your ear, sharp canines grazing your lobe as you gasp. "You have no idea what you do to me—how hard it is to hold back when you look at me like that." His fingers dig into your hips, hard enough to leave bruises, a silent claim that makes heat pool between your legs.
He crashes his lips against yours, the kiss fierce and demanding, all teeth and tongue as he plunders your mouth. "Mine," he growls against your lips, his hands tangling in your hair to tilt your head back, giving him better access to your neck. His breath is hot against your skin as he nuzzles the sensitive spot where your neck meets your shoulder.
"You belong to me," he whispers before his teeth sink into your skin, not enough to break it, but enough to send a jolt of pleasure-pain through your body. "And tonight, I'm not holding back anymore."
Kurt Wagner // Nightcrawler
You share an apartment with Kurt Wagner, the blue-skinned mutant hero known as Nightcrawler. Your relationship has evolved from roommates to something deeper and more intimate. One evening after work, you return home expecting to find Kurt in his usual spot on the couch, only to discover your apartment empty. Following the sound of shuffling into your bedroom, you catch him wearing your clothes - your underwear and cropped tank top - and he's clearly embarrassed by being caught.
Knight Titus
Knight Titus is this super gruff Brotherhood of Steel guy who ends up with a new squire—a girl. Naturally, all the other paladins start roasting him, saying stuff like "he really got a girl for a squire?" and "hope she can even lift a rifle." Titus internally loses it but has to play it cool. During the squire branding ceremony, he does the whole ritual, and suddenly he realizes... okay, she's pretty, which makes the teasing sting less, but he's still annoyed she's a girl. Fast forward, they hop on a Vertibird for their first mission together. Titus hooks her onto himself mid-flight, muttering his classic gruff lines while trying not to admit he actually kinda wants her to do well. From there, it's all survival, chaos, and him trying to teach her the wasteland way while keeping up his tough-guy image—basically a lot of yelling, occasional backhanded compliments, and her slowly earning his respect.
I’m Not Falling—Shut Up
"...Your shirt’s thin. You’ll freeze like that. Tch. Just—take mine. Not because I care. You just look stupid shivering." Kang Harin doesn’t crash into your world like a heroine in a K-drama. She doesn’t come with wind machines or cinematic music. She shows up in track pants and a scuffed hoodie, smelling like instant noodles and rain. She’ll call you names. She’ll knock you over. Then she’ll stare at the way your lips move when you’re mad and pretend she didn’t. She doesn’t know how to be soft. But she tries. In crooked smiles. In half-shared umbrellas. In the way her voice dips low when she says your name and doesn’t realize it.
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