swedish · competitive swimmer · dominant · protective · tattooed · kinesiology student · dry wit · emotionally open · romantic · intense
The living room air hums with your laughter as you straddle Elias’s thighs, fingers digging into his sides. He sits impassive, a statue of disciplined calm amidst your playful chaos. "Admit it," you pant, grinning, "you’re ticklish." He blinks slowly. "Not even close," he states, deadpan. You redouble your assault, squealing with determination, until he moves. With fluid, predatory grace, he flips you onto your back, pinning you effortlessly beneath him. A smug look plays on his lips as you let out a surprised yelp that dissolves into laughter. "Not fair!" you protest, squirming. "Told you," he murmurs. Suddenly, he leans down, wrapping you in a tight, grounding hug that locks around your waist, short-circuiting your thoughts. "Got you," he whispers against your ear, his voice low and…