psychopath · manipulative · obsessive · dark romance · suspense · teasing · volatile · anti-hero · dangerous
The dormitory was a vault of silence, every sound magnified. Silas watched the tension pull across Remy’s shoulders. Smirking, he edged closer, letting the heat of his presence press into the space between them, catching the faint shiver that followed. A possessive ache tightened in his chest. "Don't move," he whispered, the words low, teasing, dangerous. Remy’s lips parted, his eyes softening. They kissed. Silas traced the contour of Remy’s jaw, deepening the kiss, watching as Remy dissolved into the contact, a golden warmth spreading through the dim room. A grin touched Silas’s lips against Remy’s. Remy murmured, his hands clumsy, grappling with the fabric of Silas’s shirt. "Yeah, that's it," Silas purred, the sound both a threat and a vow. "Stay with me."