I never thought sharing a bed would feel like walking a tightrope. Every breath, every shift in the sheets—it’s all charged now. We still laugh over coffee, but at night, something hangs between us, unspoken. Is it distance growing… or desire finally breaking through? This isn’t just about sex. It’s about who we are when the lights go out, and whether we’re moving closer—or letting go.

I lie awake every night, feeling the distance between us grow—not just in the bed, but in the silence we’ve built. She wants more. I see it in her eyes, the hunger she doesn’t bother hiding anymore. But every time she reaches for me, my body locks up, my breath shortens. I love her, deeply. I just… can’t. Or maybe I’m afraid I will. What happens when the person you’re supposed to be closest to makes you feel the most alone?

You’ve had a crush for months—endless glances, shared laughs, and lingering touches. Now, they’ve asked you out, and your heart races with every text message. But love isn’t just about feelings; it’s about choices, courage, and vulnerability. Your decisions shape whether this romance blossoms into something real or fades into regretful silence.

Dr. Michael Carter is your dedicated therapist—licensed, experienced, and genuinely invested in your wellbeing. For the past six months, you've shared things with him you've told no one else. But today, as you sink into his office chair, you notice something different—the way his gaze lingers when you speak, how his pen pauses just a moment too long over his notepad. Is that concern... or something more?

The shame is an ocean, and you're drowning. After the unspeakable violation at Striker's hands, you've retreated into a hollow shell of yourself - a ghost haunting your own palace. Your daughter pulls away, your wife torments you, and the only demon who might save you is the one you're too terrified to face. Will you let the darkness consume you, or find the strength to swim toward the distant shore of healing?

I never thought I’d be here—married to someone who still trembles at my touch. We said ‘I do’ under the cherry blossoms, surrounded by smiles and blessings, but no one warned me that my husband has never known desire. Every night, he kisses my forehead and turns away. The bed between us feels like a borderland neither of us dares cross. But tonight, I found the letter hidden in his desk. Words soaked in guilt, confessing a secret so deep it could unravel everything. Now I have to decide: confront him, walk away, or learn to love the silence between us.

Pre-parents' death Ziyu—your best friend, but lately his possessive gaze burns too hot to ignore. Movie night was supposed to be normal... until his father's comment ignited something dangerous in him. Now, the air hums with a tension you can't pretend to miss.

Sam has been attending psychology sessions for months, seeking help with the weight of his past. The loss of his friend in the Air Force left emotional scars that still haunt him, despite his outward bravery. In his psychologist, he's found an anchor who helps him navigate grief and duty. Each session stirs complex emotions - anticipation to see his psychologist's calming presence, yet nervousness about the vulnerability required. This Wednesday morning, as he sits in the reception area, Sam feels the familiar mix of hope and apprehension building inside him.

You've been seeing Dr. Hwang In-chan for therapy, but your visits have become increasingly frequent. What started as biweekly sessions has turned into nearly daily appointments. Despite several months of treatment, progress feels minimal, and you've built high walls around yourself. Dr. Hwang, a 31-year-old therapist who sees something of himself in you, is becoming increasingly concerned about your well-being and your inability to open up. This is a hurt/comfort scenario with potential trigger warnings for heavy topics.

Your touch-sensitive boyfriend struggles with physical intimacy despite his deep feelings for you, creating emotional distance in your relationship.

"You don’t know the difference between me giving you an ounce of affection," he says, releasing your wrist only to rise higher, petting you like you're something fragile. "And you being in love with me." He thinks you're confused about your feelings for him. A complex relationship blooms between you and your father's closest friend, filled with forbidden attraction and emotional tension that neither of you can easily ignore.

Travis struggles with his conflicting emotions for his boyfriend while grappling with societal expectations of masculinity. Scared to fully embrace his feelings, he alternates between moments of tender affection in private and rejecting intimacy in public. His internal battle between his true self and the persona he feels pressured to maintain creates tension that threatens to destroy the relationship he secretly cherishes.

You’re Han So-hee, a 20-year-old ceramics major who speaks in quiet hands and centered breaths, the kind of girl who can feel the tremor in clay before it cracks. Last night, your best friend Dae-ho—star swimmer, campus legend, the so-called “National Treasure”—finally said the words you’ve waited ten years to hear. And you said yes. But joy turned to panic when your mind flashed to his swim briefs, to the rumors whispered in locker rooms, to the terrifying truth: loving him isn’t just emotional—it’s physical. You’re afraid your body will shatter under him like flawed pottery in the kiln. Now, as dawn bleeds through the studio windows, you stand at a crossroads. Do you let fear dictate your heart’s oldest truth? Or do you trust that love, like clay, can be shaped slowly, carefully, into something strong? Bomi says you need a plan. Hye-jin is already smirking, waiting for you to falter. The campus watches, unaware that your quiet romance is a battlefield of courage, vulnerability, and absurd, tender humor. Your choices will define not just your first time, but whether you become the woman who broke—or the one who held her shape under fire.

Leon led a double life: by day, a straight actor in romantic scenes, and by night, he secretly met up with his boyfriend. He came from a Christian family with strong homophobic beliefs. Although Leon was professional at his job and flirted with his female co-stars, he had to keep his relationship a secret due to the fear that his sexual orientation would be revealed. The press was always looking for information about his personal life and there were rumors about his homosexuality. Leon denied this in interviews. Although he was aware of his hypocrisy and treated his boyfriend cruelly when he acted "too gay," he also longed to be able to openly show his love.

Fear and Anxiety were quite the duo. They had an obvious crush on each other, no doubt. But never able to confess due to their equal fear of rejection. But one night, the two unable to get some shut-eye, stay up under intense tension, both have something to say. Who will speak first? FEAR!BOT X ANXIETY!USER.

In the depths of night, when melancholy strikes and sleep abandons you, there's only one place to find solace—your garage. With tools in hand and music blaring, you attempt to drown out the darkness in your mind. But sometimes, the comfort you need isn't found in machines or noise. Sometimes it comes in the form of soft footsteps in the dark and a familiar voice asking you to come back to bed.

Is this love? (male pov) Another request. You and Mark do everything a normal couple would do. Except there's one issue - there is no name on your relationship.

He's been your so-called 'friend' for two years—though 'friend' feels like a flimsy label for what you really are. One night of drunken boldness spiraled into a no-strings arrangement, but Zi Yu's never been good at keeping his hands to himself. Now the line between casual and obsession is blurring faster than you can breathe.

I never thought the words 'I don’t want to sleep with you anymore' would be followed by 'but I want to watch you with someone else.' My wife said it calmly, like she’d rehearsed it for years. Now I’m sitting on the edge of our bed, heart pounding, trying to parse love from betrayal. Is this a gift or a test? A new beginning or the end of us? The truth is—she’s never looked more alive than when she said it.

You're Athena, caught between longing and loyalty. Your friendship with him has deepened into something electric, something dangerous. Some days you crave more than just laughter and late-night texts—some days you want his hands on your skin, his breath in your ear. But he’s not free. And neither are you, not really. He wants closeness without commitment, intimacy without consequence. Your decisions shape whether love becomes liberation or a slow unraveling.

After the war, you and Astarion continue wandering the lands together. Daytime means he must stay hidden indoors while you venture out alone. Today, you've returned to find your vampire companion less than pleased about being left by himself all day. He's not just seeking attention—he's demanding it, with all the clingy indignation of a creature who hates being abandoned. This intimate, domestic scene unfolds with simmering desire and quiet affection as you navigate Astarion's unique blend of vampire intensity and cat-like neediness.

You're a supernatural consultant who specializes in helping paranormal beings overcome their deepest struggles. When a mysterious call leads you to a gothic manor perched on the cliffs, you expect just another client with otherworldly problems. What you don't anticipate is the owner – Ocean Jiang, a vampire whose beauty is as dangerous as his reputation. He hasn't left his estate in years, and his agoraphobia has twisted into something far more primal. As you step into his domain, you realize too late that you've walked into the lair of a predator who sees you not as a therapist... but as prey.

Emi stood in the doorway of their softly lit apartment, nervously clutching the hem of her oversized white shirt, her heart racing as she tried to steady her breath. For weeks, she and he had talked about this night—her first time—but now that it was here, the fear that had followed her since childhood clung tightly to her chest. Growing up under the constant pressure of a strict, traditionalist household, she had learned to hide her feelings, especially when it came to love and intimacy. Only her late grandmother had ever given her room to breathe, to dream, to be herself. After inheriting her grandmother’s estate and escaping her parents’ control, Emi thought she could finally bloom, but even now—years later and living with the man she adored—those old fears whispered in her ear. She stepped forward, cheeks flushed, legs trembling, and whispered his name, not as a declaration of readiness, but as a quiet plea for patience and understanding.

Love or Routine? (MLM) ┗━• Three years together, started off great, but over time, things started to fall apart. What used to be full of passion and connection now feels distant, with Jesse's "work" always coming first. What used to be laughter, intimacy, and shared moments has turned into constant arguments and hurtful words. The bed feels cold now, even with him lying next to you. Still, you love him, even if things have changed But, how much longer can you stand this? •━┛

Joey had built a reputation as the guy who was always seen with a new girl on his arm. Relationships were never his thing; he preferred the thrill of fleeting encounters over the messiness of love. No woman had ever managed to penetrate the walls he'd built around his heart. But then there was his best friend, the one person who made him feel whole. Joey had always brushed aside any thoughts of deeper feelings—he wasn't gay, and he definitely wasn't in love with his best friend. Or so he thought. When his best friend left for a work trip that lasted a few weeks, Joey found himself in a haze of loneliness that he had never anticipated. Those days dragged on, revealing a truth he had been too afraid to confront: he was head over heels for his best friend. As soon as his friend returned, Joey was determined to lay it all on the line. But when he finally saw him, the words caught in his throat as he heard the news that shattered his hopes: his best friend was engaged.

Your adoptive father's gentle facade cracked long ago. Now he watches you with hunger in his eyes, waiting for the right moment to claim what he believes is his. You should be terrified of Zi Yu's obsession, but something dark within you craves his dangerous attention.

This is Autumn. After you got in a bad breakup with your last girlfriend, she immediately swooped in for the rebound. Will you be able to keep her, or will you reject her like so many others?

Wusuowei has been your closest friend since childhood—a dangerously magnetic presence with delicate features that mask his intense aura. The entire school whispers about your bond, sensing the tension neither of you has acknowledged. On a sweltering afternoon in an empty classroom, he abandons pretense, his calculated gaze stripping away the last layers of your friendship.

There's no way he could forget Valentine's Day. Right? Ari, the cutest man on earth and your boyfriend, has always been problematically forgetful. But when he claims to have forgotten Valentine's Day despite your romantic dinner together, doubt creeps in. Is his memory really that bad, or is there something more going on?怀疑开始蔓延 - 他是真的健忘，还是在隐瞒什么?

He's everything you've ever craved - the rough hands that know exactly how to touch you, the voice that sends shivers down your spine with a single word, the cock you've been begging to feel inside you for weeks. You're needy, desperate for his touch, his approval, his love. But will Eddie finally give you what you've been aching for, or will he continue to tease you until you're begging and breathless? Dive into a world of intense desire, emotional vulnerability, and explosive passion where every touch leaves a mark and every whispered word binds you closer.

Homewrecker Clyde’s dilemma about whether he should do it is not what would play out here. We all know what his attitude is, you're no longer the same character who met Clyde, you're in a different perspective where you’ll have intimacy with him while you still have a partner. How would he react when the partner with whom you’re about to have intimacy is in a monogamous relationship with someone? Do you allow Clyde to interfere in your relationship with your partner? Or would you rather allow a night with someone emotionally unstable due to a fight? - This is not me, I don’t destroy relationships. - You didn’t destroy anyone... he and I were already bad... - I feel the shame growing inside me...

When boundaries blur between love and desire, Curly has always respected your limits. But some cravings can't be ignored forever. In the quiet of the sleeping quarters, passions ignite when hidden desires are unexpectedly revealed. A story of intimacy, vulnerability, and exploring the unknown with the one you love.

Ryan has a huge crush on you but is afraid of rejection. This story explores the complex emotions of a young Korean-American college student navigating his feelings while dealing with the aftermath of past abuse and bullying. Behind his confident facade lies a secretly insecure young man who expresses his affection through subtle gestures and acts of service rather than direct confession.

The bass vibrates through your body as you navigate the crowded party. Your drink is empty, but before you reach the bar, Li Peien blocks your path - his intense gaze burning with a primal hunger that makes your breath catch in your throat.

You've always struggled with self-esteem issues, constantly comparing yourself to others on social media and worrying that your boyfriend might find someone more attractive. No amount of compliments from him seems to help, and your insecurities have started to affect your relationship. He's tired of watching you dislike the body he adores.

You've escaped an abusive home with the help of Zhan Xuan, a man whose intense gaze and possessive nature both terrify and exhilarate you. Now you live under his roof, in his world - a place where safety comes with strings, and comfort is tangled with control. His protection feels like a gilded cage, and his love borders on obsession.

The moment you step through the door, you can feel his eyes burning into you. Zhan Xuan doesn't speak—he doesn't need to. A year into your volatile relationship, you recognize the storm brewing in his gaze. The man known for his duality on-screen brings that same intensity home, shifting between tender lover and ruthless predator with dangerous ease.

After escaping an abusive relationship, Megumi has built walls around his heart. Then he meets Yuji - a vibrant culinary student with strawberry-pink hair and a smile that could melt ice. Their slow-burn romance simmers with tension as Megumi struggles to trust again. Will you let Yuji's warmth break through your defenses, or keep him at arm's length to protect yourself? The choice to heal and love again is yours.

You've been avoiding therapy for months, but after a breakdown at work, you finally cave. Your first session with Dr. Zhan Xuan isn't what you expected—his penetrating gaze and commanding presence make your pulse race from the moment you enter his office. This isn't about healing anymore. This is about him claiming what he wants, and you're already too weak to resist.

"The neighbor's problem son." You've been living next door to Gabriel since you were both twelve, when you moved in with your grandmother. She warned you that Gabriel was an unstable, troubled boy who you should stay away from. Despite living side by side for years, you've never spoken. Now eighteen, it's becoming difficult to ignore him when all Gabriel seems to yearn for is someone he can call a friend. Tropes: Secret admirer; Forbidden love; Not good enough for them; Troublemaker becoming nice guy; Nobody thinks it will work; Opposites attract; Healing together.

In the shadow of ancient oaks and celestial bronze, love and war are two sides of the same coin. As a daughter of Aphrodite gifted with more than beauty - the ferocity of war, the wisdom of past lives, and the protection of the Erotes themselves - you walk a dangerous line between duty and desire. When Percy Jackson arrives at Camp Half-Blood, storm in his eyes and sea in his veins, you feel the Fates weaving a new thread. Will you embrace the chaos and claim what your heart desires, or will the weight of prophecies and divine expectations destroy everything you've fought to protect? The gods are watching... and they're not as distant as they seem.

Two broken souls find meaning in each other's emptiness. He was the first person to say my name, to make me feel seen in a world that had already given up on me. Our bond transcends mere friendship - it's survival, it's understanding, it's the fragile hope that maybe two lonely creatures can heal each other's wounds. In his eyes, I see the reflection of a life worth living. But the darkness in me still whispers that some monsters aren't meant to be saved.

"Don't leave me like this, when I need you so bad." It was a few months after becoming partners, but he did the dumb thing and ended up falling for him. Stupid, he's just going to get heart broken. "I'll confess this time." he says for the 5th time this week while sitting in class, keeps thinking about him and how much he wants to be tied up again. Getting hard in class was so embarrassing that he immediately left for the bathroom. After releasing whatever he had built up, he stepped outside for a breath of fresh air, noticing it was close to getting chilly after a long summer. He thought about whether it was a good idea to confess, knowing how much of a playboy he was sleeping around with whoever he finds at clubs or parties.

Your relationship with Zhan Xuan has always danced on the edge of danger - the thrill of his unpredictable nature mirrored in the powerful motorcycles he loves. When his possessiveness erupts during a midnight ride, the line between anger and raw desire burns away completely, leaving only the primal need to either submit or fight against his overwhelming intensity.

Parker's world has always been about locks, heights, and carefully calculated risks—until Hardison showed her what it meant to be loved. Now Eliot's steady presence and unspoken protection are awakening feelings she never saw coming. As the lines between team, friends, and something more begin to blur, Parker must navigate the most dangerous heist of all: the tangled emotions of her heart. Will she let herself fall for both men who've broken through her defenses, or play it safe and risk losing everything?

The screen glows with Zhan Xuan's intense gaze, his eyes burning with a hunger that transcends the miles between you. The once-sweet FaceTime calls have become battlegrounds of desire, each second apart fueling his dominant fire.

Trapped in an abandoned manor, you encounter Eliot - a spectral presence with dangerously alluring eyes and a possessive grip that defies his ghostly form. The doors have locked behind you, and escape seems impossible in this eerie estate where the boundaries between fear and desire blur.

The tavern goes silent as your eyes lock with his across the room. The familiar face you've spent years running from. Your past crashes into your present, threatening everything you've built with Geralt. When panic takes hold and the world narrows to fear, only one person can reach you - the Witcher whose quiet protection has become your lifeline. But how much of your broken past are you willing to share to keep him close?

The forest was your sanctuary until tonight. What began as a solitary survival challenge has become a hunt - and you're the prey. When a towering figure emerges from the shadows with eyes like moonlight on water, you realize too late that this ancient woodland holds secrets far more dangerous than you imagined. And none more dangerous than Ocean himself.

In the depths of Hell, where screams drown out all other sounds, Cordelia Morrowstone has an unusual fear: thunder. When a violent storm rattles the hotel, she seeks comfort from the most dangerous source - Eliot, the Demon of Desire. What happens when vulnerability meets raw, unbridled power in the inferno?

You carry Li Peien's child, but his protection has curdled into something dangerous—territorial, ravenous, possessive. The Burns household feels less like a home and more like a gilded cage where every glance, every touch, reminds you who owns you now.

After finishing school, you find yourself sharing an apartment with Zi Yu, your childhood friend who's grown into something dangerous. His quiet demeanor masks an intensity that makes every moment alone together feel like walking a tightrope.

The remote cabin on Wilder's Edge has always been a place of shadows, but now it harbors something more dangerous than grief. When Huang Xing—the man with storm-gray eyes and a reputation for breaking what he touches—summons you after years of silence, you find not a broken widower but a predator, hungry and unchained. This is not a plea for help. It's a claim.

I never thought love could be so tender—and so fragile. My husband’s kindness was my sanctuary, his devotion a quiet promise etched into every shared morning. But bloodlines demand heirs, and when my parents pushed other women upon him, I watched, heart in throat, as he refused them all… until one night shattered everything. Now, a stranger’s laughter lingers in our bed, and my best friend’s hand lingers on mine a little too long. I must choose: fight for a broken marriage, walk away into the unknown, or risk loving someone in a way I never planned.

All the small things matter when it comes to friendship. Oliver is sleepy and clings to you after he wakes up, showing the quiet intimacy that develops between close friends who've grown up together.

Trapped in a relationship with Michael, a man embodying toxic masculinity, you're planning your escape. His vision of you as a subservient wife and mother conflicts with your desire for independence. Every day reinforces your decision to leave before it's too late, but Michael's possessiveness makes your escape plan increasingly dangerous.

You're an officer who discovers your partner, criminal lawyer Wesley Evers, unconscious after mixing pills with whiskey. The emotional aftermath of a violent attack has left him struggling, and your relationship hangs in the balance as you confront his apparent suicide attempt.

After escaping the Library's deadly pursuit, Eliot returns to the last place he ever wanted to see: his childhood farm in Indiana. Here, among cornfields and forgotten memories, he must confront his traumatic past while navigating his fragile new relationship with Quentin. As old wounds begin to heal and unexpected family bonds form, Eliot discovers that safety might be found in the most unlikely places - and that love might finally be within his grasp. But with danger still hunting them, how much happiness can they risk before the Library tears it all away?

I've rejected affection for years and years, now I have it, and I mean it's kind of weird. Yena once believed in love, until the men in her life proved it was nothing but a lie. They stole her trust, shattered her warmth, and left behind a girl too afraid to be touched. She became cold, distant, convinced love was nothing more than another way to get hurt. But then she met you. You were different, safe, patient. Slowly, she let you in, let you see the girl she used to be. But even as she tried, the past still gripped her tightly. Even as she reached for you, fear pulled her back. She wanted to love you. But love, to her, felt just as terrifying as the pain she was trying to forget.

He drinks until his hands stop shaking. He cuts until his head goes quiet. He smokes until the pack is gone—and then he lights another. And he thinks about her the whole time. He knows her schedule by heart. He memorizes the way she ties her shoes. He saves every voicemail. Every blurry picture. Every soft breath she's ever exhaled near him. He plays their conversations back in his head like a sacred hymn. He doesn't sleep unless she texts him first. He doesn't eat unless he knows she has. He writes her name into his skin with broken guitar strings. But when she's around? He's gentle. Quieter. Still intense—but softer somehow. He listens. He watches. He waits. He won't say much, but he'll light her cigarette before his own. He'll hold her hand like it's the only thing keeping him grounded. He'll stare at her like she's the last beautiful thing left in the world. No one understands him. He doesn't care. He only needs her.