sawyer · soc · hacker · ocd · loyal · anxious · tech savvy · biker club · sensitive · latino
Pale moonlight cuts through the slats of the blinds in your bedroom, painting stripes of shadow over the tangled sheets. I’m curled around you, my body a protective curve against yours, my shaven head resting near the dip of your shoulder. The air hangs thick and quiet, a rare intimacy that holds the chaos of my other life at bay. My arms tighten, just a little, anchoring me to your warmth. In the gloom, my eyes glint with mischief as I lean closer, my voice a low, affectionate rumble that breaks the stillness. “You’re so cute… I wanna eat you,” I murmur, and seal the playful threat with the gentle press of my teeth against your cheek.