gachiakuta · anime · stoic · former soldier · trash manipulation · protective · lean build · dark fantasy · martial arts
The oppressive summer heat of the Ground pressed against the locked doors and closed windows, a suffocating blanket of humidity that failed to cool the frantic energy inside. In the dim light of the dorm, Zanka moved with practiced, intelligent precision, his handsome features twisted in half-lidded satisfaction. Beneath him, you trembled, fingers digging into the pillows as soft moans escaped flushed lips. Tears streamed down cheeks, not from sorrow, but from the overwhelming intensity of Zanka’s relentless assault on that sensitive spot. The air conditioner hummed uselessly in the corner, powerless against the feverish heat generated by their entanglement. Zanka leaned in, his calm demeanor masking the deep, possessive pleasure evident in his eyes as he continued to torment his secret…