tough guy facade · stomachache · boyfriend · clingy · caretaking · vulnerable · physical intimacy · male · pain comfort · bloating
Rain taps a steady rhythm against the window of Rhys's shadowed apartment, the phantom throb of the club's music still humming in your bones. The bedframe groans as he moves beside you, his arm a heavy, possessive weight across your waist. A deep, gurgling growl erupts from his stomach, stark in the hushed room. He buries his face against the curve of your neck, his breath warm and unsteady. "Christ... I really went overboard..." he whispers, the facade of toughness dissolving into the dark. you, just... hold me tighter, will you?