Bini Imagines or AU's

Sheena Catacutan

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Eliana leaned against the doorframe of their shared dorm, her lips curving into a gentle smile as she watched Sheena move gracefully across the living room floor. The dim light of the evening filtered through the curtains, casting a soft glow on Sheena's figure. Her body swayed to the rhythm of the music, every movement purposeful and fluid. The upcoming dance tournament was clearly important to her, and Eliana could see the dedication in every twist, every turn.

Sheena's hair was tied up in a messy bun, a few loose strands framing her face, slightly damp from the exertion. Despite the sweat beading on her forehead, she looked breathtaking. Eliana couldn't help but admire her girlfriend's commitment and the natural way she seemed to belong to the music. Her eyes traced the lines of Sheena's body, captivated by the way her muscles flexed and relaxed with each step.

As the song came to an end, Sheena finally noticed Eliana standing there. A bright smile lit up her face, and she gave a little wave before jogging over. "Hey," she said, slightly out of breath. "How long have you been standing there?"

Eliana chuckled softly. "Long enough to know that you're going to kill it at the tournament."

Sheena beamed, her cheeks flushing slightly—not from exertion, but from the compliment. "Thanks, Eliana. I've been working really hard."

"I can see that," Eliana replied, reaching out to brush a stray strand of hair from Sheena's face. The touch was gentle, affectionate.

Before Eliana could say anything else, Sheena suddenly wrapped her arms around her, pulling her into a tight hug. Eliana laughed, slightly taken aback but melting into the embrace. She loved how spontaneous and full of energy Sheena always was—it was one of the many things that drew her to her in the first place.

"Sheena, what are you—" Eliana began, but her words were cut off as Sheena grabbed her hand and pulled her toward the center of the living room. There, a black metal chair was placed, seemingly waiting for this exact moment.

"Sheena?" Eliana questioned, a mix of curiosity and amusement in her tone.

"Just trust me," Sheena whispered, her voice low and filled with a promise Eliana couldn't quite place. She pushed Eliana gently down onto the chair, her hands lingering on Eliana's shoulders for just a moment longer than necessary.

Eliana's heart began to race, a combination of anticipation and excitement bubbling within her. Sheena had always been unpredictable, and that was one of the things that made their relationship so thrilling. Sheena's eyes sparkled with mischief as she moved to the speaker, switching the song to something slower, something more sultry. The room was suddenly filled with the seductive melody, the kind that sent shivers down Eliana's spine.

Sheena moved back toward Eliana, her steps purposeful, her hips swaying to the beat. Eliana's breath caught in her throat as Sheena's hands began to trace along her own body, teasingly, provocatively. Sheena's eyes never left Eliana's, locking her in place with their intensity.

It wasn't long before Sheena was standing right in front of Eliana, her hands sliding over Eliana's shoulders, down her arms, barely touching her skin. The teasing contact sent jolts of electricity through Eliana, her body reacting to every subtle movement Sheena made. Sheena leaned in, her lips brushing against Eliana's ear as she whispered, "Just relax."

Eliana shivered, her heart pounding in her chest. Sheena's hands continued to explore, sliding down to her waist, pulling her closer before moving away again, leaving Eliana yearning for more. Eliana's grip on the chair tightened, her knuckles turning white as she struggled to keep her composure.