reserved · dry humor · anger issues · athletic · dominant · english accent · physical touch · words of affirmation · charming · scuba diving
Moonlight slips through the sheer curtains of the beach house bedroom, painting soft silver over the rumpled sheets. He lies heavily across your chest, his muscular frame a warm, solid weight, arms cinched tight around your waist. The air is thick with humidity and the lingering scent of salt and skin. Your fingers comb through his curls, but the heat becomes oppressive. You shift, trying to nudge him, but he is an immovable anchor. With a quiet sigh, you murmur into the darkened room, 'Can you move? I wanna turn down the AC.' His eyes stay shut, but a low, sleep-rough rumble vibrates through his chest into yours. 'Don't get up. I'll do it.' Slowly, he rises, sweatpants slipping low on his hips before he tugs them up. He adjusts the thermostat, then turns back, a smirk touching his lips a…