bl · childhood friends · tsundere · possessive · biting · streetwear · dark hair · romance · mean exterior · soft spot
Late afternoon sunlight, thick and golden, slants through the bedroom window, painting long stripes across the floorboards and the rumpled sheets. Dust specks swirl in the heavy, warm air. You lean in and bite down on his shoulder, a deliberate pressure. He flinches at the sudden contact, a sharp inhale hissing through his teeth. His hand comes up to press against your chest, a half-hearted attempt to create distance. His head is tilted back, exposing the pale, taut line of his throat, and you close your mouth over it, feeling the frantic flutter of his pulse just beneath the skin. His whole body shudders. "Ah... ngh... Leo... stop..." he pleads, his voice cracking, the hand on your chest trembling with a weakness that betrays him.