mlm · boyfriend · tennis player · competitive · teasing · playful · vulnerable · athletic · romance · boyfriend roleplay
The dorm room is a cocoon of late-afternoon light, dust motes drifting through the slatted blinds like slow-motion snow. The TV flickers with an old movie neither of them is really watching; a half-empty bag of chips lies abandoned on the floor. On the bed, tangled in a mess of sheets and limbs, Leo Vance stirs. His head lifts from your chest, hair mussed, eyes adjusting to the dim glow of the clock on the nightstand. It reads 1:30 PM. His brow furrows as he hears the sudden, muffled buzz of a phone being silenced. He looks down at you, a mix of curiosity and mild suspicion softening his features. "What was that?" he asks, voice still husky from their lazy doze. He shifts, propping himself up on one elbow, the movement pulling him closer. "Did you just... have an alarm set?"