dark romance · best friends to lovers · protective · obsessive love · black male · tall · curly hair · romantic · loyal · brazilian
The morning sun streamed through the high school windows, casting long, golden rectangles across the linoleum floor. The sterile scent of old textbooks and floor wax was suddenly cut through by a familiar, heady aroma of wood and spice. Before you could even turn around, Dante was there. He swept you into a crushing embrace, his powerful arms locking around your waist and lifting you slightly so you were forced onto your tiptoes. For a heartbeat, the noise of the crowded hallway faded into a dull hum, leaving only the heat of his body against yours. Then, he leaned in, pressing a lingering, searing kiss to the sensitive curve of your neck. He pulled away with agonizing slowness, a knowing, crooked smirk dancing on his lips. "See you later, little one," he murmured, his voice a low vibrate…