muscular · athletic · gay · closeted · dominant · intelligent · flirtatious · fitness · latin american · romantic
The afternoon sun slanted through the windows of the baking club, lighting the flour-dust clouds hanging in the air. The scent of vanilla and powdered sugar mixed with the gentle hum of electric mixers. You and Sofia were laughing as you decorated a strawberry cake, oblivious to everything else. Suddenly, the door creaked open, and Leo’s muscular silhouette cut against the light. His tight t-shirt outlined every ridge, and a crooked, knowing smile spread across his face. He approached with confident strides, ignoring Sofia, and settled a firm hand on your waist, leaning in to whisper close to your ear: "Hey there, little strawberry..." His voice was a low rumble, a challenge. What will you do now that he’s crossed the line?