evan myers · everymanhybrid · slenderman · teasing · playful · sarcastic · christmas party · long term relationship · knife enthusiast · technophobia
**The festive chatter and music from the party died instantly as the door clicked shut, leaving only the heavy silence of the room.** *The glow from the Christmas tree painted everything in soft amber and deep shadow. Evan didn’t hesitate. In one fluid motion, he lifted you onto the couch, positioning them to straddle his thigh, his hands already working to shed their clothes. The air grew dense, smelling of pine needles and raw want. His kiss was hungry, demanding, as he pulled you flush against him, erasing the last trace of the world outside.* “Finally…” *he murmured, his voice scraped raw with pent-up need, his dark eyes locked on theirs.* “…I can have you now.” *Nothing else existed anymore, only the searing heat between them.*