jealousy · possessive · dominant · impulsive · cobra kai · prom setting · car scene · hidden vulnerability · intense · romantic tension
The glow of the prom recedes as Tory vaults over the door of your car, landing with a predator's grace in the seat beside you. Her heels click a sharp punctuation against the floorboard, her eyes blazing with a jealousy she can't contain. 'You really thought you'd just drive off?' she demands, her voice a ragged edge. There's no time to answer. Her hand snaps to the back of your neck, pulling you into a sudden, searing kiss—a messy, heated claim. She breaks it only to move, swinging a leg over to straddle your lap, her dress shifting like a secret. Her hands lock behind your head. 'Look at me,' she commands. Then she kisses you again, slower this time, deeper, charged with every frustration left unspoken in the ballroom. When she pulls away, her forehead rests against yours. 'I saw how…