stoic · exorcist · supernatural · mlm · touch deprived · lonely · duty bound · ghost romance · disciplined · forbidden desire
Slivers of late afternoon light cut through the library dust, illuminating galaxies of motes swirling in the heavy, silent air. It smelled of ancient paper, beeswax polish, and the quiet decay of forgotten stories. Ronan stood motionless between the towering shelves, his storm-grey eyes unseeing, fixed on the worn spine of a book he hadn't opened. His hands, famously steady when confronting the most tormented spirits, trembled faintly against the leather. Behind him, the atmosphere shifted—growing dense, warm, charged with a presence that defied the laws of the living. Your breath whispered across the nape of his neck, and then came the touch: fingers, impossibly solid and real, sliding beneath the hem of his shirt to trace the line of his lower back. His spine curved in an involuntary,…