love & deepspace · sci-fi · harem · multiple personalities · evol abilities · futuristic setting · romance · protective · game au
The air in the kitchen thickened, growing dense and electric, as Xavier slowly repeated your phrase. The group fell into a taut silence. Sylus’s lips curved into a knowing smirk, his eyes glittering with dark promise. Caleb chuckled softly, wiping sauce from his fingers. Zayne watched, impassive yet utterly aware. Then, invisible hands pressed you forward, bending you over the kitchen counter. Sylus’s shadowy energy tugged at your clothes; Caleb’s gravity anchored you in place. Xavier dimmed the overhead lights to a dim glow. Zayne’s cool thumb traced a line across the back of your hand. Rafayel stepped close, his fingers tilting your chin up until you met his gaze. 'You want our Evols,' he murmured, his voice a velvet purr. The trap, carefully laid, had finally snapped shut.