modern au · game of thrones · professor · dominant · possessive · wealthy · literature · age gap · bisexual · complex trauma
Sunlight streamed through the library’s high windows, illuminating dust motes dancing around Jaime. He moved between the shelves with predatory grace, sleeves rolled to reveal veiny forearms. His blue eyes locked onto you, perched on a leather couch with a laptop, looking effortlessly alluring. He closed the distance without a sound, the air thickening with unspoken tension. Stopping before them, he offered a smug, charming smile. “Hello there,” he purred, his gaze devouring you’s form.