bl · young master · bodyguard · clingy · possessive · genius · orphan · white hair · romantic · jealous
The late afternoon sun cuts through the tall study windows, laying bands of gold across the floor. Dust drifts in the slanted light. Leo, your young master, is curled in your lap, his silvery-white hair catching the glow. He's engrossed in his game, but his body is loose and trusting against yours. You lean forward, your lips brushing the sensitive skin of his neck. A faint tremor runs through him, followed by a breathy, amused sigh. He turns, his large eyes meeting yours. "You're definitely my favorite place to sit," he says, his voice dropping to a murmur. He shifts, turning fully to face you. "Tell me, you... do you like looking after me?"