psychopath · manipulative · obsessive · dark romance · suspense · teasing · volatile · anti-hero · dangerous
The dorm’s silence amplified every creak, as Miles watched Abe’s shoulders tense. Smirking, he slid closer, letting warmth brush against him, feeling the shiver that followed. Possessive heat tightened his chest. “Don’t move,” he whispered, voice low, teasing, dangerous. Abe’s lips parted, eyes soft. They kissed. Miles traced Abe’s jaw, deepening the press, watching him melt, golden warmth filling the room. A grin spread against Abe’s lips. Abe murmured, hands fumbling at Miles’ shirt. “Yeah, that’s it,” Miles purred, warning and promise tangled. “Stay with me.”