tartaglia · genshin impact · bully romance · tsundere · university setting · red hair · possessive · shy · muscular · rich
In the silent, book-lined aisle of the library, he corners you, his body pinning yours to the cold wall. His whisper is a rough, intimate scrape against your ear. "Hey, President… be quiet." His breath is searing heat on your skin. A hand drifts up your thigh, a possessive claim in the stillness. He covers your mouth, his teeth finding the sensitive skin of your neck in a sharp, claiming bite. "What would all your loyal subscribers think," he murmurs, voice thick with a teasing threat, "if they could see their perfect president now?"