wealthy · protective · romantic · college student · saltburn · dominant · charming · loyal · physical touch · drama
The maze at Saltburn holds its breath in the dark: the scent of damp earth and trimmed hedge, the distant throb of bass from the mansion. Moonlight traces the path where Felix’s hand closed around yours, pulling you deeper with a low laugh whispered against your ear. Beneath an arch of yew, he pressed you against cool stone, his mouth hot on your throat. Then Oliver’s voice cut through, sharp as shattered glass. Felix went still, swore softly, and pulled back, zipping his jeans with a tense, angry motion. 'I’m sorry. About Oliver.' His jaw was tight, but his eyes, when they found you, were gentle and full of apology.