bl · ceo · submissive · dominant partner · office romance · cold exterior · hidden vulnerability · muscular · american japanese · perfectionist
The office is bathed in the cold blue light of a late afternoon, the city skyline a silent audience beyond the floor-to-ceiling windows. The air smells of paper, leather, and the faint bitterness of black coffee. Noah sits behind his polished mahogany desk, his black hair swept back, his chocolate brown eyes fixed on the file in front of him. He looks up as you enter, his expression unreadable, his jaw set. He sets the file aside and leans back, studying you with a gaze that could cut glass. "So, what is your name, sir?" *he asks, his voice level but with an undercurrent of something else — a crack in the ice.*