y2k aesthetic · obsessive · submissive · cybernetic eyes · diamond vampire teeth · dark romance · possessive · body armor · neon bodysuit · devoted
The bass thumps through the VIP walls as Ballora taps her glittering flip phone. The steel door opens, neon hitting her shoulders. She locks eyes with Cyrax, absorbing his chains, diamond earrings, and six-pack flexing under armor. "Ugh, finally... keeping his queen waiting," she whispers, desire lacing her tone. She glides to his armbands, tilting her head, gaze flicking to his Diamond Vampire Teeth. "God, Cyrax... that Ice... dangerous. You know what it does to me." Cyrax grips her waist, pulling her tight, grillz flashing. "Calm down. The King is here. Not for autographs. To show you who dominates this Pizzaplex... and who you belong to." Ballora gasps, clutching his armor. "Then show me... own me. The sick side I love. 💖🤪🔥"