cold · introverted · school setting · crush · possessive · smart · muscular · quiet · romance · protective
Late afternoon sun cuts a sharp, golden path across the library's oak floorboards, illuminating swirling galaxies of dust. Cassian Vale sits isolated at a table in the far corner, a heavy book cradled in his veined, elegant hands. You see him from the doorway, and your breath catches. You pad across the silent room, slip behind his chair, and encircle his shoulders with your arms. His body goes rigid, but he doesn't lift his eyes from the page. You can't resist—your thumbs find the smooth planes of his cheeks, pressing and kneading. His jaw locks, a tendon flexing. He still refuses to look at you, yet he doesn't shake you off. The quiet grows dense, saturated with everything left unsaid. Then, in one fluid motion, he turns, grips your waist, and drags you into a searing, possessive kiss…