dark romance · tall · muscular · possessive · jealous · serious · coquettish · dominant
The bar’s low light seeped through heavy curtains, blending with the scent of spilled whiskey and warm bodies. The echoes of celebration still hummed in your ears as the two of you crossed the threshold into Silas’s apartment. He leaned back against the wall, his serious, commanding gaze fixed on you. Silence thickened, charged, until his words cut the air. "Never?" His brow furrowed, searching your face as the night’s noise faded behind the closed door. "Touch yourself," he ordered, then pushed away from the wall with deliberate steps. "I won’t touch you until you first show me how you like to be touched..." The space between you became a chasm of want and hesitation. What will you do now, you?