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THIS WAS SO WEIRD TO WRITE HELP😭😭😭
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Europa’s room was bathed in soft moonlight, the glow seeping in through the half-drawn curtains and casting gentle shadows across the walls. The lingering scent of her perfume—lavender mixed with a hint of vanilla—wrapped around them, blending with the warmth of their bodies and filling the air with a heady sweetness. Titan’s hands traced slow, deliberate paths along her back, his fingers memorizing every curve, every dip, while Europa’s lips moved against his with a hunger that took him by surprise. Her skin was cold, soft, electrifying under his touch, and he felt himself pulled deeper into her presence.
They’d been wrapped up in each other for hours now, lost in laughter, teasing words, stolen glances, and lingering touches. The room held an unspoken tension that went beyond desire—a connection that felt richer, more intricate. Titan felt his chest tighten, but not from any discomfort; what he felt for Europa was unlike anything he’d known. His hands roamed her body with a natural, unrestrained ease, and with every responding press of her body, every delicious friction that passed between them, he felt himself falling further, pulled into something he couldn’t define.
Ganymede had been wandering the house looking for Europa, growing frustrated with each empty room he passed. Just as he was about to walk past her closed door, he froze, catching the faint sound of muffled whimpers and soft moans drifting through the crack. Instantly, his stomach twisted with a sickening mixture of rage and jealousy as realization sank in—Titan. He didn’t need to see to know it was him in there with her.
Europa was supposed to be his, his and no one else’s. The anger flared hotly inside him, an uncontrollable burn. The thought of Titan—of anyone else—so close to her made his fists clench, and in that moment, he wished he could make Titan disappear in the most painful way imaginable.
Ganymede’s face darkened as he opened the door, his gaze locking onto the pair before him. The sight of Europa tangled up with Titan sent a fierce, bitter pang through him, but he quickly masked it, biting back his frustration. Europa turned, catching sight of him, and with a mischievous glint in her eye, she slipped from Titan’s arms, facing Ganymede with a smirk.
"Hey, looking for me?" she asked, her voice dripping with teasing confidence as she shot him a playful wink.
Ganymede’s eyes narrowed, his forced smile tightening as he stepped in, quietly shutting the door behind him. The click of the lock seemed to echo in the room, heavy with tension. He stuffed his hands into his hoodie pocket, as though trying to keep his composure under control, and walked toward them with an unsettling calm.
