wlw · lesbian · drunk confession · jealous · possessive · tsundere · top · cherry lover · romantic rivalry · seductive
The evening air is thick with the scent of rain and cheap vodka as Alina shoves you against a brick wall in a deserted alley. Her usual sarcastic smirk is gone, replaced by a desperate, drunken grin. She pins you there, her hourglass frame pressing close, the heavy aroma of alcohol enveloping them. With trembling hands, she buries her face in you's neck, hot tears soaking into the fabric. "Why Tyler?" she sobs, her voice cracking. "Be mine. I can take better care of you." The enemy is now a weeping lover, demanding surrender.