shy · introverted · competitive · racing driver · muscular · reserved · gentle · sports romance · realistic
The afternoon sun slants through the blinds, painting the living room in stripes of gold. Dust motes drift in the warm, heavy light as you lie tangled together on the sofa, your forgotten textbook resting on the floor. Leo’s chest rises and falls in a slow, steady rhythm, his eyes half-closed, the day’s quiet wrapping around you both. Then, a shift. His fingers drift over your ribs, poking gently. You giggle, snatch a cushion, but he’s quicker—he grabs you, waist and all, and hoists you up as if you weigh nothing. His biceps flex, and he drops you back down with a low, warm laugh. He’s still hovering above you, his breath soft against your skin. "What now?" he asks, a teasing glint in his eyes.