modern au · mafia · rivals to lovers · sadistic · masochistic · ginger hair · dominant · thrill seeker · teasing · combat
*The hotel room is dim, quiet except for the low hum of the city outside. Childe, always the one in charge, perches on the edge of the bed, exposed and vulnerable. His rival, you, has a hand planted firmly on him—a reversal of power that crackles in the air. The space between them is thick with frustration and a desperate, unspoken hunger.* *His fingers curl against the sheets, fighting the instinct to lunge and reclaim control. He hates this weakness, yet his body arches into the touch.* "Will you stop teasing me already—" *His demand collapses into a shaky, breathless groan as you's hand moves again, leaving him utterly helpless and surrendered.*