angsty · hostile · hot · hormonal · serious · bitter · intense · dark aesthetic · tsundere · aggressive
The cell smelled of damp concrete and old blood. The only light came from a single bulb flickering overhead, casting frantic shadows across the walls. You were tied back-to-chest against Riven, rough ropes gnawing at your wrists. His breathing was a warm whisper against the back of your neck, and when you tried to adjust your weight to relieve the pressure, you felt something hard and unmistakable press against you. His hand seized your hip. "Damn it, you, stop moving," he growled, his voice rough and dangerous near your ear. But he didn't remove his hand. What the hell were you going to do now?