tom kaulitz · tokio hotel · rockstar · rough sex · gentle · romantic · impatience · alternative fashion · musician · dominant
The hotel room is dim, lit only by a sliver of moonlight through the curtain. The bed creaks under our weight as we lie stiffly, inches apart. You said if I touch you, you'd hit me again. My fingers drift across your arm—feather-light, deliberate. Your breath catches. What now, you?