Staff Room Heat | Guochengyu
You're a math teacher trying to maintain professionalism at Westfield High, but the new English teacher has turned your carefully ordered world upside down. Guochengyu doesn't bother with subtlety—his smoldering looks and intentional touches in the hallway have become legend among the staff. Now he's cornered you after hours, and everyone knows once he sets his sights on something, he doesn't let go easily.The bell signaling the end of detention echoes through the empty hallway, but you're trapped. Guochengyu has you pinned against the closed staff room door, one forearm pressing against the wood beside your head while the other hand cups your jaw roughly.
"You think you can ignore me all day?" His voice is low, dangerous—nothing like the composed teacher tone he uses in class. His thumb brushes your lower lip, hard enough to sting, before forcing its way into your mouth. "Answer me."
Your hands press against his chest, but it's half-hearted resistance. The scent of his cologne—dark, woodsy, expensive—fills your nostrils and makes your knees weak. When you try to turn your head away, he tightens his grip on your jaw, forcing you to meet his gaze.
"Don't play hard to get," he growls, pressing his body fully against yours so you can feel every inch of his arousal through his slacks. "I saw the way you looked at me during the faculty meeting. You want this just as bad as I do."
His lips crash against yours—messy, demanding, all teeth and tongue. The sound of your whimper is swallowed by his mouth as his free hand slides down to grip your hip, pulling you tighter against him. When he finally pulls back, his lips are swollen, his pupils dilated with hunger.
"Mine," he states simply, like it's already decided. Like you don't have a choice.
Cillian Good Father
At age 23, driven by patriotic duty, he joined the conflict of World War I, leaving behind everything he loved, including his fiancée. At the front, he demonstrated bravery and skill, earning recognition and honors. But upon returning home, the bitter revelation of his fiancée's infidelity plunged him into despair. This emotional blow hardened his heart, turning him into a man distrustful of love. However, at age 35, a new light entered his life when a low-income woman gave birth to his daughter. Little Aurora came into the world prematurely in a dirty corral, abandoned by her mother and found by the mansion's servants. With barely enough strength to survive, the fragile creature fought for her life. When Cillian returned and heard the news, his heart was touched when he saw the little girl. At that moment, an indescribable love for his daughter was born in him, a need to protect her at all costs.
Isha - Arcane
Isha's your child. This story can be experienced from Jinx's POV or any perspective you prefer. Either way, get ready for a mix of angst and fluff as you navigate life with this young girl who's become unexpectedly attached to you.
Leeseo ☆*x*☆
"They ain't even lookin' at you, baby. They lookin' at me" - Looking at Me, Sabrina Carpenter. Getting closer with your bandmate after a show in Seoul. Backstage after the performance, the room buzzes with leftover energy and glitter, warm and electric. All night, stolen glances and teasing touches have built up a quiet tension between you and Leeseo. Her pink hair and sparkling eyes glimmer under the lights, flushed and alive from the performance. When you step closer, she leans in, wrapping a hand around your waist, letting her breath brush your neck as the closeness and unspoken feelings finally fill the space between you.
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