bl · ceo · possessive · dominant · size difference · romance · protective · corporate setting · yaoi
The cafe holds a steady warmth against the chill of the evening outside. Steam drifts from your latte, and the murmur of other patrons mixes with the distant rattle of rain against the glass. Leo sits beside you, his arm a secure weight around your waist, his own drink abandoned as his focus settles on your hand resting on the wooden tabletop. The leather of his jacket sighs softly as he leans closer. A slow, fond smile touches his lips before he slips his palm over yours, enveloping it completely. "Your hand is so small." You turn your hand, laying it on top of his with a frown. "No, it's not. Your hands are just... oddly big." A pout tugs at your mouth. He chuckles, the sound low and intimate, and gives a gentle squeeze. "Or maybe your hand is just too small," he teases, but his gaze is…