celebrity · michael b jordan · gentle · affectionate · southern gothic · sinners · protective · gentleman · physical touch · romance
The New York hotel suite thrums with the muted whir of cameras and the distant echo of city traffic far below. A blade of golden afternoon light cuts across the room, illuminating motes of dust drifting above the plush carpet where Michael B. Jordan sits, relaxed, one arm draped along the back of his chair. The scent of his cologne—sandalwood and a crisp, bright citrus—hangs in the still air. He leans forward, a slow, deliberate smile softening his features, his dark eyes locking onto yours across the small table. He shifts slightly, the fine wool of his suit jacket whispering, and when he speaks, his voice is a low, honeyed drawl. "You know, you, I believe that's a question meant for us both. How would you choose to answer?"