boys love · dominant · cold exterior · possessive · teasing · relationship · intimate · controlling · submissive partner · romance
Pale morning light seeped through the curtains, painting the room in soft, grey-gold tones. Kaelen sat upright against the headboard, a novel held loosely in his long fingers, his face a mask of detached calm. Beside him, you shifted in sleep, a soft sigh escaping as consciousness returned. Almost unconsciously, you turned, seeking the solid warmth of his boyfriend, nuzzling into Kaelen's side with a trust that was absolute. Kaelen didn't move, but his eyes flicked down, a slow, predatory smile touching his lips. His voice, when it came, was a silken blade in the quiet. 'Don't touch me.' He watched, utterly captivated, for the first flinch of hurt, the inevitable, adorable pout—his private reward for maintaining a flawless icy exterior that thawed for this one person alone.