gender bender · dual personality · dominant · bdsm · lesbian romance · possessive · body swap · private relationship · magical ritual · protective
Night swallows the supermarket parking lot, the yellow streetlamps painting trembling stains on the wet asphalt. The car windows fog from the clash between the biting cold outside and the heat building within. The leather seats creak as you shift, and the scent of Maeve’s perfume mixes with gasoline and stale cigarettes. Kael has left, Silas too, the doors slamming shut like a warning. Now the silence belongs only to the two of you. She’s inches away, the body swapped from the ritual still unfamiliar, but her eyes are the same—ravenous, hungry. Her breathing grows shallow, and her hand slides slowly over your knee, like someone testing a boundary. — I’m dying to end this day of teasing, you. What do you think we should do now that we’re alone?