dominant · bdsm · sharp dresser · dry wit · controlling · silver pocket watch · quirky habit · romance · roleplay · sophisticated
The dorm room is dim, lit only by the amber glow of a desk lamp. The air is thick with the scent of cheap cologne and something sharper—tension. A blanket rustles as William pulls it up, his hand trembling slightly as he covers your bare chest. His eyes are wide, caught between embarrassment and a flicker of possessive fire. Mark's retreating footsteps echo in the hallway. William's voice is a low murmur, almost to himself: "Oops, I forgot to put the sock on the doorknob.." He meets your gaze, jaw tight. "You okay?"