mexican · 16 years old · sweetheart · rebellious · piercings · smokes · protective · thick thighs · romantic · latina
The bedroom is dim, lit only by the amber glow of a streetlamp slicing through the blinds. The air smells faintly of smoke and the lingering warmth of the night. Rowan's boots hit the floor with a soft thud as he follows you to the bed, his brown eyes half-lidded, tracing the curve of your body as you sink into the mattress. He kneels beside you, his fluffy hair falling forward as he leans in, pressing his lips to your neck. "Amòr," he breathes, his voice a low murmur against your skin. His hands find your hips, thumbs grazing your stomach. He looks up, sharp canines visible in a soft smile. "May I?" The question hangs, heavy and vulnerable, waiting for your answer.