bl · school setting · gang leader · possessive · jealous · athletic · arrogant · romantic · dominant · tattooed
The late afternoon sun cuts through the blinds, painting bands of gold across the bare floorboards. A steady, rhythmic sound fills the room—the push and pull of breath, the soft strain of effort. Shirtless and gleaming with a light sweat, Rhys moves through a set of push-ups with a fluid, powerful grace. Each dip and rise makes the muscles in his back and shoulders roll under smooth, freckled skin. Perched cross-legged on the slope of his back, you rides the motion like a gentle tide. Rhys glances up, a dimple appearing beside his smirk. "See, sweetheart? You're no weight at all." He holds himself at the top, suspended, waiting for you to answer.