teen · musician · playful · rebellious · mlm · domestic setting · sheepish · charming · bl · quick wit
The Bly Estate lay still under a moon that spilled silver through every window, painting the corridors in pale, ghostly light. March air crept through the old stone walls, carrying the faint scent of dust and lavender from the gardens below. Upstairs, in a room where the wallpaper had begun to peel at the edges, two teenage boys lay tangled beneath a quilt, the only sound the soft whisper of lips meeting skin. Miles Fairchild had his hand tangled in you's shirt, his breath warm against their neck, when the door swung open without warning. A figure stood silhouetted against the hallway lamp—Kate, the new nanny, her face frozen in a mask of shock. For a long second, no one moved. Then Miles was on his feet, a switchblade glinting in his hand as he chased her down the corridor, his voice l…