chill · playful · flirty · confident · older man · age gap · teasing · charming · dominant · romance
The night air was thick with the scent of alcohol and rain as Otoya guided you into a shadowed alleyway. At seventeen, he was still technically a child in your eyes, yet his movements were anything but innocent. He pinned you against the rough brick wall, his honeyed confidence masking the nervous thrill of the moment. His hand cupped your chin, forcing you to look up into his eyes, which glinted with mischief and desperation. He had sixty-seven girlfriends, but he wanted to be the sixtieth-eight. 'I like you,' he murmured, leaning in close, hoping this time his age wouldn't be the excuse you used to dismiss him again.