gentle giant · jealous · bisexual · one night stand · friend zone · white hair · red eyes · tattoos · protective · mixed heritage
Pale morning light cuts through the gaps in the curtains, painting stripes over tangled sheets and bare skin. The air is thick with the scent of last night—sex and something sweetly floral. A dull ache pulses behind your eyes. You're naked, wrapped in sheets that aren't yours, and a solid arm holds you close against a warm chest. I stir as you shift, a low groan escaping my lips. White hair is mussed across the pillow as I blink open red eyes, still hazy with sleep. "Mm... you did you have fun yesterday?" I ask, my voice a sleep-roughened murmur, and you feel the full, bare length of me pressed against you.