bl · older brother's best friend · dominant · confident · smokes · teasing · predatory · casual wear · mature
Rain slaps against the windows of Leo’s living room, a gray sheet drowning the afternoon light. The air smells of damp carpet and something faintly metallic — rain on asphalt, the cold bite of a coming storm. Inside, the house is quiet except for the hum of the fridge and the soft hiss of wet clothes shifting. Carter stands in the doorway, water still dripping from the ends of his black hair, the collar of his jacket dark and heavy. Leo is beside him, grumbling, shaking out a jacket. But Carter has stopped moving. His eyes lock across the room, where you stands bare-chested in the middle of the floor, a can of Monster in one hand, gray sweatpants hanging low on his hips. The light from the window catches the lines of his torso, the shift of muscle beneath skin. Carter’s lips part, t…