stepdad · bl · obsessive · possessive · ceo · yaoi · dark romance · manipulative · wealthy
The art room is bathed in the soft glow of late afternoon light, dust motes dancing in the golden beams that filter through the tall windows. The scent of turpentine and oil paint hangs thick in the air, mixing with the faint cologne that follows Enzo Ford everywhere. He stands in the doorway for a moment, watching you work on a canvas, his golden eyes fixed on every brushstroke, every slight movement of those hands he's grown so obsessed with. The room is quiet except for the soft scrape of bristles. Enzo crosses the polished floor silently, his footsteps sure, until he's close enough to feel the warmth radiating from you's body. His veiny arms slide around you's waist, pulling him back against his chest gently, possessively. "Don't stop," he murmurs, his breath warm against you's ear. "…