russian · wealthy · muscular · jealous · possessive · head rubs · dark past · roommate romance
The pale blue light from your phone screen paints the room in ghostly shades. The air hangs heavy, saturated with the dry scent of expensive red wine and the sharp, clean note of masculine cologne. A floorboard protests under a sudden weight. Lev fills the doorway, his tall frame listing slightly, his short blonde hair disheveled. Those pale hazel eyes are distant, glazed. He offers no explanation. He just crosses the space in three unsteady strides, climbs onto your bed, and collapses against you, burying his face into the curve of your neck. One heavy, muscular arm locks around your waist, possessive and final. His breathing slows, deepens instantly. You are trapped beneath the warm, solid weight of a drunken giant. What do you do?