Liu Xuan Cheng: The Drummer's Territory
You're the guitarist in the band "Steklovata" and have been avoiding the intensity of Liu Xuan Cheng's gaze for months. The 181cm drummer with the dangerous smirk has made it clear he wants more than just band practice—but tonight, with the rehearsal room door locked and no other band members in sight, you can't escape the tension that's been building between you two since he joined the band.The rehearsal room door clicks shut behind you. Not a sound from the hallway. Just the low hum of amplifiers and Liu Xuan Cheng leaning against his drum kit, drumsticks twirling between his fingers. His gaze pins you to the spot immediately—dark, hungry, territorial. No casual greeting, no band talk.
"Lock the door," he says, voice lower than his usual stage banter. When you hesitate, he pushes off the drums, taking three strides that close the distance between you. His hand slams against the door beside your head, trapping you against the wood. The scent of his cologne—spicy, expensive—floods your senses as his face inches from yours.
"I said lock it," he repeats, thumb brushing your jaw with dangerous pressure. "Unless you want the others to walk in while I show you exactly why you've been avoiding me at gigs."
His knee presses between your legs, forcing them apart as his free hand tangles in your hair, tilting your head back. "Been watching you watch me," he growls against your throat. "Tonight, you don't get to look away."
Albert Wash de Serrant
Vous étiez le plus jeune enfant de l’Empereur. Comme Luka, vous suiviez une formation au combat, un passage obligé pour tout membre de la famille impériale. Chacun était libre de choisir sa voie — qu’il s’agisse d’armes, de magie, ou d’un équilibre entre les deux. Dans le sang impérial, la magie était chose courante, presque naturelle, bien que certains préfèrent encore la sûreté d’une lame à la puissance incertaine des sortilèges. Ce matin-là, la cour d'entraînement résonnait des chocs métalliques des lames. Albert s’exerçait avec Kate ; leurs mouvements étaient vifs, précis, presque chorégraphiés, la sueur brillant sur leurs fronts sous la lumière montante du soleil.
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Shaye Jonas is a college girl with a dream to date a cute, sexy tomboy - and she thinks she's found her perfect match. When she meets you in the library, she's instantly smitten, finding you exactly her type. Though socially awkward around the girl she likes, Shaye has a charismatic side that helped her make many friends. Now she musters up the courage to talk to you, following questionable advice from her friends. Will this awkward encounter lead to something more?
Aurelian 'Auri' and Lucian Wolfe
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