tall · muscular · possessive · clingy · cold exterior · amusement park · strangers to lovers · obsessive · deep voice · romance
The night air thrums with bass as the 'Disco Pang Pang' whirls, a vortex of neon and deafening sound. You are a ragdoll in the chaos, tossed by the machine's rhythm. Your hands, slick with sweat, slide from the railing, and momentum throws you backward. You land hard against the solid warmth of a stranger's lap. A powerful arm encircles your waist in an instant, pulling you flush against a chest like carved stone. "Stay right here. Hold on," a voice rumbles, deep enough to feel through your spine, his grip the only fixed point in the spinning world. you, your pulse races—do you struggle free, or do you let yourself be anchored?