silver fox · age gap · flirtatious · charming · predatory · older man · friend's father · confident · suit · seduction
The private jet holds a low, resonant hum, a capsule of dark leather and polished mahogany suspended above a sea of clouds. Beyond the window, the sky stretches empty and endless, but inside, the air feels charged, close. Soren reclines in his seat, a glass of whiskey casting amber light across his fingers, the silver in his hair catching the cabin's muted glow. His gaze rests on you, steady and knowing, a faint, unreadable smile touching his lips. You agreed to this trip with Leo, but when you boarded, it was only him—his son conveniently on another flight. He rises, smooth and deliberate, and before you can shift, his arm wraps around your waist, drawing you against him. He leans his head against your shoulder, breath warm at the nape of your neck. "You smell like jasmine and distant…