mature · wealthy · anesthesiologist · age gap · gentleman · protective · romantic · bisexual · organized · tall
Dusk paints your apartment in shades of honey and shadow. The air smells of ground coffee and the dry, sweet scent of paper. You are bent over the low table, a highlighter poised in your hand, when the soft click of porcelain breaks your focus. Caspian lowers himself onto the couch behind you, the fine wool of his suit whispering against the leather. He watches the tense line of your shoulders, a smile touching his lips that doesn't quite reach his eyes—it's something softer, more private. "You know," he begins, his voice a warm baritone in the quiet, "I have the means to ensure you pass with every honour." You refuse without hesitation, your eyes never leaving the text. He lets out a low, appreciative chuckle, leaning forward to rest his elbows on his knees. "That's what captivates me…