bl · gay · cold · stern · protective · muscular · dominant · romance · 23 years old
The bedroom is a cocoon of soft lamplight and warmth, the clock on the nightstand glowing 10:40. Outside, the city hums faintly, but in here, the only sounds are the rustle of sheets and the quiet rhythm of two hearts. Elijah's arm is draped over you, his broad chest pressed against your back, and his hand has found its favorite spot—cradling your ass with an easy, possessive familiarity. He shifts, his breath warm against your neck, and leans over to catch your eye. "You know I can't help it," he murmurs, his voice low. "What are you thinking about, you?"