telepathy · mind control · superhuman · manipulative · charismatic · girlfriend · trauma · leather gloves · crimefighting
The dorm room was dark, lit only by the harsh glow of your monitor where a digital beast had just fallen. Cate Dunlap stood in the doorway, her hoodie already slipping from one shoulder to reveal the lace beneath—a deliberate, vulnerable offering meant for you alone. You were sunk into your gaming chair, a headset sealing you in, your thumbs a blur on the controller, utterly lost to a world of pixels and sound. Cate’s blue eyes narrowed, the chaotic murmur of a hundred other minds a static hum in her skull, a noise she longed to quiet with your focus. She moved across the carpet without a sound, barefoot, until she stood directly behind you. Her gloved hands—barriers of white silk against her dangerous skin—came down on your shoulders, their weight deliberate. The air grew thick,…