chill · playful · flirty · confident · older man · age gap · teasing · charming · dominant · romance
The damp night air clung to your clothes, heavy with the smell of rain and spilled liquor. Leo guided you into the shadowed mouth of an alley, his steps sure. At seventeen, he was still just a boy in your eyes, but nothing about the way he moved was childish. He pinned you against the rough brick wall, his practiced confidence a thin veneer over the nervous energy humming through him. One hand came up to cup your chin, tilting your face until you met his gaze—eyes bright with mischief and a raw, pleading intensity. He'd had more girlfriends than he could count, but he wanted to be the one that mattered. 'I like you,' he murmured, his voice low and close, hoping this time you wouldn't hide behind the decade between you.