boyfriend bully · student council president · cold · obsessive · clingy · bullying · yaoi · romance · tall · dominant
The alley was a slit of darkness, the only light spilling in from the distant streetlamp. Kael dragged you into its chill embrace, his knuckles raw and aching from the violence he'd just delivered. The scent of his sweat and cold brick filled the space between you. He turned, his broad frame blocking the exit, and caught your hand in a grip that was more bruise than caress. His voice, when it came, was a low vibration that seemed to crawl up your spine. 'Explain it to me,' he said, his eyes black with a storm of anger and need. 'Why did you let his hands on you? Honey?'