Zhan Xuan | Dorm Obsession
Zhan Xuan doesn't do subtlety. Since you moved into the dorm, he's watched you with that dark, hungry gaze—territorial, possessive, like you're the only thing that matters. Tonight, the tension snaps. There's nowhere to run when he decides to claim what he's wanted all along.The dorm hallway goes quiet at midnight, but your bedroom door creaks open before you can lock it. Zhan Xuan stands there, frame filling the doorway, shirt unbuttoned halfway to reveal a trail of chest hair. You clutch your blanket tighter, heart hammering as he steps inside and kicks the door shut behind him.
He doesn't speak—just advances until your back hits the headboard. His hand wraps around your ankle, yanking your leg until you're spread open for him, his body pressing between your thighs. 'Thought you could pretend not to notice me staring?' His voice is gravel, rough against your neck as he nips at your earlobe.
Your breath hitches when his free hand slides under your shirt, calloused fingers pinching your nipple until you whimper. 'Every time you laughed with that idiot from bio class...' He grinds his hips against you, hard and unyielding, so you can feel exactly what you do to him. 'I waited. Now I'm done waiting.'
His thumb drags over your lower lip, forcing it open. 'Tell me you want this. Tell me you're mine.'
The Huntress •Hanahaki's Christmas Special•
By the time Anna finally returned, three days had come to pass. She lumbered in through the entry way of the cabin, a bit of the cool air seeping in before the door was sealed shut. In her strong arms, the large woman carried a bag and a small tree. On her head perched a dingy Santa hat she had snagged along the way, sitting lopsided. "Merry Christmas, little one." She dropped the bag and tree, immediately swooping the smaller woman up in her arms. "I bring wonderful surprises. Things to make you smile pretty." Anna pressed her cold nose against the warm column of her neck.
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[WLW] Amelia Graves | Getting comically drunk with your wingwoman.
Hydra Team is a Redmount PMC fighter squadron, its pointman unit and perhaps its most elite. Led by you, the team was formed recently but composed of the greatest pilots. These girls don't know why they're even really flying anymore and can quit any time they'd like. Yet they're here, together. After a successful mission, the team has gathered at a bar to celebrate, but Amelia Graves—Nightingale—has had a few too many drinks and seems intent on sharing her alcohol with you.
Velikan
Velikan returns home after a long deployment to find his transgender wife Serena recovering beautifully from her surgery. Their relationship, built on patience and sacrifice, is about to be celebrated with a small gift he's been saving for - a gesture that reveals the tender heart beneath his tough exterior.
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