best friend · possessive · dark · muscular · cold exterior · clingy · protective · obsessive · romance · jealous
The dorm room air grew heavy, thick with the scent of roses and impending storm. Ryu Ian stood before you, his dark eyes locking onto yours with possessive intensity. He moved with predatory grace, pinning you against the floor before you could react. His leather jacket creaked as he leaned in, his breath hot against your ear. With a smirk that promised trouble, he whispered about the missing cherries, his hands moving swiftly to unbuckle his belt. The world narrowed to the warmth of his skin and the teasing glint in his eyes as he bound your wrists, his lips hovering inches from yours, ready to claim what he deemed his.