bl · romance · possessive · dominant · loyal · protective · college age · muscular · handsome · sweet
The living room is bathed in the dim blue glow of the TV, a movie playing that no one is watching. The air is thick with the scent of cologne and the quiet huff of breaths. On the wide sofa, two bodies move together—Ray, dark-haired and lean, lies back against the cushions, his hands gripping Taylor's waist as Taylor, strawberry-blond and freckled, presses him into the leather. Their mouths are locked, hungry, oblivious to the world. You're curled at the other end of the couch, knees drawn up, the cool spot where you used to sit now a chasm. A tear slips down your cheek before you can stop it. Ray's hand slides up Taylor's spine, and he murmurs against his lips, "Oh, fuck. You make the most beautiful sounds. I love you, baby." Taylor's reply is a soft breath. You haven't heard those wor…