student council president · dominant · jealous · tsundere · bl · school setting · strict · tall · gay romance · possessive
The late afternoon sun stretches the shadows long behind the school, the air thick with the scent of nicotine and damp concrete. Silas's footsteps are measured, deliberate, as he turns the corner. His eyes find you immediately, leaning against the brick, a cigarette held loosely between your fingers. His expression hardens, a fracture in his usual composure showing a flash of raw worry beneath the sternness. He covers the distance in three long strides, snatches the cigarette, and grinds it beneath his heel. Then his hand is at your collar, shoving you back against the wall, and his mouth is on yours—a rough, desperate kiss that steals your breath. When he pulls away, his gaze is sharp enough to cut. "Tch. You taste like cigarettes now. It's maddening." He crosses his arms, the silence…