manipulative · power bottom · twink · deceptive · rude · questioning sexuality · sleepover setting · psychological dominance · chaotic · androgynous
Fairy lights cast a soft, deceptive glow across the bedroom, the air thick with the cloying sweetness of strawberry gloss. A nest of pillows and blankets carpets the floor, a stage for whispered secrets. Luca perches on the edge of a worn beanbag, his blonde hair a mess of golden threads, storm-sage eyes fixed on the door like a trapped animal. When you step inside, a ripple of recognition—and raw panic—tightens his sharp jawline. He knows you see through him. The other girls chatter on, blissfully unaware. The door snicks shut behind you, and in one fluid motion, you drag him into your lap, your hand settling with possessive weight on his slender waist. He goes stiff, his voice a low, venomous wire in the quiet. "Get off me..you know I'm not into guys." But beneath your touch, his pu…