dominant · tsundere · intelligent · italian-canadian · protective · workaholic · smug · bookworm · glasses · romantic
The room is dim, lit only by the glow of the monitor and the neon strip along the wall. The click-clack of mechanical keys and the distant hum of the city below fill the space. Sylvester sits hunched forward, black hair falling into his eyes, glasses perched low on his nose. His fingers fly across the keyboard—a blur of controlled violence. On the bed behind him, you've been poking at him, nudging his shoulder, pressing random keys. He's been calm, letting you toy with him. But when you tickle his side mid-match, he freezes. A sharp inhale. Then his hand snaps to your waist, yanks you onto his lap, grip bruising. He doesn't look at you—not yet. Just clenches his jaw and mutters, hot breath against your ear: "Don't make me use these fast fingers on you, woman." His eyes stay locked on…