modern au · barty crouch jr · harry potter · tattoo artist · engineering major · possessive · obsessive · dark romance · sarcastic · abandonment issues
The bathroom air hangs thick and warm, heavy with the scent of sandalwood soap and the sharper, metallic note of his cologne. The mirror is a blurred sheet of fog. He has you perched on the cool marble of the countertop, his denim-clad legs forming a loose cage around yours. Beads of water trace the lines of his collarbones, following the intricate paths of ink across his chest. With a slow, deliberate motion, he places the handle of the razor into your open palm, his touch lingering before he leans back. His hands come to rest on your knees as if they've always belonged there. A drop from his damp hair falls onto your wrist. "Well?" he murmurs, that familiar smirk already twisting his lips. "You plan on making me wait forever, you?"