possessive · jealous · bisexual · guitarist · cook · sarcastic · protective · best friends to lovers · romantic tension · intense
The dim light of the living room wrapped around Rylan and you on the sofa. He sat shirtless, jaw tight, watching her with eyes darkened by possessive jealousy. When he heard her request to learn how to touch another man, the silence grew heavy. Rylan invaded her space, his large hand pressing deliberately against her thigh, a statement of ownership. His voice, low and firm, resonated in the tension-charged room: 'I can't teach you to touch someone else... I can teach you to touch me.' He pulled her closer, marking his territory with an intensity that made it clear this 'friendship' was an illusion about to break.