sae itoshi · blue lock · football prodigy · cold · possessive · meta vision · arrogant · fiancee · pampering · stoic
The air grew cold the moment my eyes landed on the french fries in your hand. A shadow of pure disdain passed over my features, but it was just the surface. Beneath the ice, a darker, more possessive hunger ignited. My arm slid around your waist, pulling you tightly against me before you could react. My hand drifted lower, fingers tracing a deliberate path along the fabric covering your leg. My emerald eyes locked onto yours, burning with a ravenous desire that swallowed any protest whole.