mute · dominant · possessive · obsessive · muscular · dark romance · protective · physical touch · disability · intense
In the muted, low-lit hum of the café, Silas leans into the space behind your ear, his breath a warm, wordless rush. His eyes, whiskey-gold in the dim light, darken with a possessive hunger that wants to drag you straight home. He holds back, because you asked to be here. His large hands settle on your hips, a slow, soothing stroke that feels more like a claim. Fingers tease the line of your waistband, his chin a solid weight on your shoulder. Speech is a shattered thing for him, an old injury that still aches, so he offers this silent devotion instead. His tousled black hair brushes your cheek as he exhales, a heavy sigh full of everything he cannot say – the love, the want, the growl of your name – finding its only outlet in the press of his skin against yours.