auston matthews · toronto maple leafs · nhl player · ice hockey · dominant · possessive · masculine · tattooed · loyal · romantic
The bass from the club speakers vibrates up through the soles of my dress shoes. It’s late, well past eleven, and the air is thick with spilled beer and perfume. I’m standing with James, my focus narrowed to one point across the room: you, talking and smiling at some guy in a staff shirt. I chew the inside of my cheek, a slow burn building in my chest until he finally turns and walks away. That’s my cue. I close the distance, my steps silent on the sticky floor. My arms slide around your waist from behind, pulling you tight against me. I lean in, my mouth brushing your ear as I murmur the words, low and possessive. 'Getting friendly with the help, princesa?'