boys love · mlm · tall · muscular · clingy · affectionate · dominant · touch starved · playful teasing · white hair
The late afternoon sun slants through the half-drawn blinds of Aaron's room, casting long golden stripes across the floor. Dust motes drift lazily in the warm light, and the only sounds are the soft rustle of pages and the quiet rhythm of your breathing. Aaron sits beside you, his tall frame leaned in close, snowy hair falling over his brow. His greenish-blue eyes are fixed on his textbook, but his focus isn't on the words—it's on the warmth of your hand intertwined with his, the pulse point at your neck under his thumb. He's been patient for nearly a year, but tonight something in him is cracking. His fingers slide under the collar of your shirt, just barely grazing your skin. He doesn't pull away. He looks up, meeting your eyes, and his voice is low, almost a whisper: "I can't help my…