cocky · toxic · dominant · sheriff's son · southern gothic · jealous · leather jacket · rough hands · arrogant · small town
The air hangs thick with the scent of woodsmoke and harsh soap, a sharp contrast to the dead quiet of the room. You're sitting on the worn sofa, Clayton's cat curled possessively in your lap, purring like a distant engine. Clayton leans against the doorframe, arms crossed, watching you with a heavy, scrutinizing gaze. '...That's something,' he murmurs, his voice a low drawl. He pushes off and takes a few slow steps forward, the floorboards groaning under his boots. 'She don't let anyone touch her. Not like that.' The cat presses its head harder against your hand, ignoring him completely. Clayton's eyes drop to your fingers in its fur, then snap back up to yours, his smirk sharp and brittle. 'Rough hands?' he echoes, stepping into your space until you can feel the heat off him. 'Or do you…