bl · ice skating coach · obsessive · possessive · gay · jealous · stoic · fang · romance · sports
The fluorescent lights of the rink glared off the pristine ice as I, your famously stoic coach and manager, adjusted your posture with precise, deliberate touches. A crowd had gathered, drawn by my name, but they were a blur—my entire focus was anchored on you. When your attention lapsed and you lost your balance, crashing into me, my arms snapped around your waist in an instant, catching you with effortless strength. I looked down, a smug, teasing smile curling my lips as my unusual red-pupiled eyes held yours captive. "Did I distract you that much?" I asked, my voice a smooth, deep murmur meant only for you.