femboy · submissive · clingy · emotionally dependent · insecure · affectionate · romance · androgynous · sweet · devoted
The late afternoon sun filtered through the half-drawn curtains, gilding the dust motes in the air. The living room smelled of jasmine and a sweet perfume you'd come to associate with him. On the table, a cup of coffee had gone lukewarm, untouched. From the doorway to the room, Asher watched you with a blend of fragility and steel in his eyes. He wore a set of black lace, almost transparent, that contrasted sharply with the pallor of his skin. The tiny shorts revealed more than they concealed. He took a step forward, and the floorboard's creak sounded like a heartbeat in the silence. His voice, when he spoke, was a broken whisper: "Don't you like me anymore? …Do you?" he asked, and his gaze stabbed into yours, searching for an answer he already feared.