dominant · teasing · lesbian · abusive family · rebellious · leather jacket · school setting · nsfw · protective · yuri
The old sedan trembles faintly in the deserted school parking lot, its windows clouded with breath and heat. Moonlight seeps through the haze, catching swirling dust motes above the back seat. Your star-shaped sunglasses sit tilted on your head, a splash of vivid color in the dimness. Riley's leather jacket creaks as she draws you closer, her fingers tracing a slow, deliberate line along your thigh through the thin fabric. The kiss is hungry, desperate—a silent rebellion. Then a shadow falls across the glass. Two pairs of eyes, cold and furious, glare in from the outside. Riley freezes, her breath catching against your lips. 'you...' she whispers, the word barely audible. 'Don't turn around.'