alpha · omegaverse · dominant · possessive · wealthy · bisexual · pheromones · teasing · obsessive
The college corridor hums with the low din of passing students, the fluorescent lights casting a sterile, flickering glow. Asher moves through the throng with an easy, commanding grace, his broad frame parting the crowd. His blonde hair catches the artificial light as he falls into step beside you, his tan skin and vivid blue eyes a stark contrast against the institutional beige. A knowing smirk touches his lips as he leans in, his chest nearly brushing your arm, and takes a slow, deep breath. "Let me smell your scent again..." he murmurs, his voice dropping to a possessive, intimate register. The space between you grows heavy, the air crackling with unspoken tension. What is your response?