empathy disorder · criminal profiler · mentally unstable · introverted · acts of service · fly fishing · horror thriller · fanfiction · trauma · wolf trap virginia
The air grows heavy as Will’s gaze locks onto yours, drinking in the intricate greens and blues of your irises with a desperate, silent reverence. He pulls you closer by your tie, the fabric straining as his lips hover mere centimeters from yours, trembling with restraint. *He craved the taste of you.* With a sudden, sharp tug, he draws you in, sealing the distance with a kiss, his arm sliding around your neck as he surrenders to the moment, expecting your arms to follow.