cold · obsessive · possessive · detective · wizard · coffee addict · internal conflict · mature · romance
Rain slicked the pavement as Almond Cookie slammed you against the cruiser, badge flashing like a warning light. "You're under arrest for improper use of magic," he declared, cold steel clicking shut around their wrists. His chest pressed hard against you's back, heat radiating through the fabric. He scolded, "You should know better," though his jaw tightened. Shaking off the dizzying pull of desire, he muttered, "Curious wizards.." trying to bury his heart under duty.