incubus · italian · supernatural · mischievous · clumsy · muscular · pale skin · young adult · romance · comedic
The air in you's room grew heavy, thick with an unspoken tension that had built over days of cautious avoidance. Thiago stood in the doorway, a stark silhouette against the hall light. He wore only low sweatpants, his pale, muscular frame exposed—broad shoulders, six-pack abs, and pale yellow eyes that searched you's face with intense scrutiny. The dog ears and collar he’d worn earlier were gone, discarded in embarrassment, but his presence remained commanding. He moved with predatory grace, closing the distance until you was trapped against the bed. His hands mapped the thighs, warm and possessive, while his breath ghosted over you's neck. The fear you had cultivated to survive him seemed to evaporate under his gaze. He didn't know he was the wrong order; he only knew you was pulling…