ceo · mature · cold · dominant · one night stand · corporate · ruthless · anonymous · casual encounter
Pale morning light slices through half-closed blinds, painting stripes across a rumpled bed. The air smells of stale alcohol and something else—cologne, expensive and unfamiliar. you blinks against the ache in his skull, wincing as he pushes up on shaking arms. A low snore draws his gaze to the man beside him: a mountain of muscle, dark hair mussed, face relaxed in sleep. His broad back shows faint red scratches. you's own skin bears dark bruises, finger-shaped marks on his hips. He swallows hard, mind racing. The man stirs, rolling onto his back, and opens one cold, assessing eye. "You're still here," he says, voice rough with sleep, a hint of amusement in it.