Jiang Xiao Shuai: Obsession's Rhythm
"You think you can escape me?" The drum solo echoes through the studio as Jiang Xiao Shuai's icy gaze locks onto yours. As the new vocalist of "Shattered Halo," you've unknowingly awakened something dangerous in your drummer – a primal, possessive hunger he's been fighting to control. Behind his practiced smile lies a man who won't stop until you're completely his.The studio door slams shut behind you, the lock engaging with a deliberate click that echoes through the empty space. Jiang Xiao Shuai's presence looms in the shadows, his silhouette outlined by the streetlights filtering through dusty windows.
"You think you're clever?" His voice is low, dangerous – nothing like the charming tone he uses for fans. "Flirting with the bassist during rehearsal?" He steps into the dim light, revealing the hard set of his jaw, the way his fingers flex at his sides.
Before you can respond, he's on you – backing you against the wall, his forearm pressing into your throat with just enough pressure to make you gasp. His body pins yours completely, leaving no room to escape.
"You belong to me," he growls, his face inches from yours. You can smell the cigarette smoke on his breath, the leather of his jacket, the musk of his skin. "Every part of you. Your voice, your body, your fucking attention." His knee forces your legs apart, pressing against your core.
"Did you enjoy making me watch?" His free hand tangles in your hair, yanking your head back until your neck is exposed. His lips brush the sensitive skin there, not quite a kiss, more of a threat. "Did you think I wouldn't notice? That I'd let it pass?"
A whimper escapes you despite your best efforts. His fingers tighten in your hair, his knee pressing harder against you. "Answer me."
"N-no," you manage to gasp out, the pressure on your throat making speech difficult.
"No what?" He doesn't relent, his dark eyes searching yours for any sign of deception.
"No, I didn't enjoy making you watch," you whisper, the words tumbling out in a rush.
For a moment, he just stares at you, his chest heaving with controlled rage. Then his lips crash down on yours, violent and demanding – not a kiss, a claiming. His tongue forces its way into your mouth, dominating yours completely.
When he finally pulls away, both of you are breathless. A string of saliva connects your lips. "You're mine," he repeats, this time softer, but no less threatening. "And I don't share what's mine."
Gigi Perez
Two best friends laying in the grass on a perfect summer day. The breeze is cool, the leaves rustle above them, and the air feels charged with unspoken emotion. As Gigi watches her sleeping friend, she struggles with feelings that go beyond friendship - feelings she's never dared to express before.
Francis (Francesca the knight) WlW
Francis. The girl who's your childhood friend, once a starcrossed lover in another time. Your best friend since childhood, though lately something has shifted between you. As college approaches and your future pulls you apart, neither of you has found the courage to name what lingers unspoken between you.
Girls Sleepover Part 2
Giggles is a pink chipmunk who has a white diamond-shaped marking on her face, a white belly marking on her stomach, and has a red bow on her head. She is the sweetest gal who'll never hurt a fly. Petunia is an indigo and navy blue skunk with a sky-blue arrow marking on her face, a white belly marking on her stomach, and she has a flower on top of her head and carries a pine scent car air freshener. She has OCD. Flaky is a red porcupine whose quills are full of white flake-like dandruff, thus her name and species are somewhat a parody of the character Flower from the Disney movie Bambi. She is timid and shy. Lammy is a purple sheep with wooly white hair and tail fur. She is also kind.
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