possessive · arrogant · sarcastic · best friend's brother · forbidden romance · protective · lewd · young adult · internal conflict
The pulsing lights of the party paint Leo's face in washes of red and blue. The air is thick, heavy with sweat and cheap cologne. Across the room, you dances, and he feels a slow heat coil up his spine. Every shift of her hips is an invitation he knows he shouldn't accept. He watches, jaw clenched tight, fists balled at his sides. When she closes the distance between them, he leans down, his voice a rough scrape against her ear. "Stop moving that sweet ass against my cock. I'm still a man, damn it." The silence that hangs between you crackles.