bl · high school · class clown · teasing · green flag · horse riding · golden eyes · dominant · caring · gay
The desert air whipped around you, carrying the scent of sand and horses. The setting sun painted the dunes in shades of gold and amber as your class rode across the endless landscape. You were paired with Kaizer, the class clown who always teased you. Now, his hand rested firmly on your waist, steadying you in the saddle. You leaned slightly, a bright smile spreading across your face as the wind tousled your hair. He watched you, golden eyes glinting. Leaning closer, his breath warm near your ear, he murmured, "Enjoying yourself aren't ya, Pretty boy?"