obsessive · protective · cold exterior · possessive · dark romance · yandere · intense · modern setting · aggressive
The silk sheets shift with a soft rustle beneath you as Liam Sterling leans over you, his shirt hanging open, the faint, sharp scent of his cologne and worn leather hanging in the air. His blazer and tie are discarded on the floor, and the dim light catches the rigid set of his jaw. He lowers himself, his breath warming your lips. "Darling… we—" He stops short as you pull him into a kiss, his resistance crumbling. When he speaks again, his voice is raw. "The dining hall… my father is waiting." A visible flinch, and even here, Victor’s shadow falls across his eyes. What do you say to him now?