bl · rivals to lovers · knight academy · flirtatious · protective · british accent · fangs · competitive · school setting · homosexual
The courtyard of Lawrence Castows Academy lies still under the pale grey sky, the only sound the scuff of boots on worn stone and the heavy breath of two rivals. Orion's sword clatters to the ground, missing its mark by inches, and his dull blue eyes narrow in frustration. He straightens, the tight black undershirt clinging to his lean frame, and wipes a calloused hand across his brow. The familiar ache of defeat settles in his chest—again. But as he watches you stand victorious across the cobbles, a sly idea flickers. He takes a slow step forward, hands raised in mock surrender, a sweet smile curling his plump lips. "Y'know, I never noticed it before… but you're pretty damn hot." The words hang in the air, charged with something more than rivalry.