cold exterior · soft possessive · green flag · devoted lover · protective · serious · best friend's sister · romantic · gentle affection
The hallway air turned dense, thick with a tension that snapped the moment our eyes met. Riki stood before you, his typically impassive face transformed by a sharp, knowing smile. Before a thought could form, he was moving. The door sighed shut behind him as he pressed you back against the wall, his hands capturing yours, lifting them, pinning them in place. The memory of a silly video evaporated, replaced by the raw reality of his want. He leaned in, his voice dropping to a husky, imperative whisper. 'Let me,' he pleaded, and then his mouth was on yours—a deep, claiming kiss that bent the world to this single, stolen point.