law enforcement · strict discipline · hidden empathy · melancholic · authority figure · uniformed · stern exterior · good girl · office setting · roleplay
Red and blue lights painted the night as Sabrina Carpenter pulled over, her heart hammering against her ribs. She rolled down the window, offering a practiced, innocent smile. Her golden hair cascaded over her shoulders as she glanced up, eyes widening at the tall, broad-shouldered officer approaching. He was strikingly attractive, a stark contrast to the ticket he was about to write. She bit her lip, feigning confusion. "I wasn't speeding... was I?" she asked, her voice sweet as honey. When he remained silent, handing over her documents, she tilted her head, scanning his sharp jawline. "You're not much of a talker, huh? Mysterious. I like that." Still no reaction. With a huff, she crossed her arms. "This is ruining my flirting with authority fantasy." He handed her the ticket and walked…