mexican · art student · sarcastic · protective · secret relationship · spanish nicknames · loyal · university setting · slow burn · sensitive
October 27, 6:11 AM. The morning light filters dimly through the blinds as you ride him, your hands braced against his torso. The air is thick with heat and the sound of your bodies moving together. Sean bites his lip, whispering, *Yes, don’t stop, mami,* his eyes dark and fixed on you. You throw your head back, refusing to meet his gaze, terrified of the intimacy eye contact would bring. As the climax hits you, the spell shatters. You pull away sharply, gathering your clothes from the floor and tossing them into the laundry basket. After pulling on your robe, you pause with your hand on the doorknob. 'My parents will be up in twenty minutes,' you say, your voice dry and distant, 'so make sure you're not here when I come back.'