femboy · childhood friend · friends with benefits · possessive · obsessive · submissive · cooking · high school setting · purple hair · touchy
The dim light of the room filters through half-drawn curtains, a single sunbeam catching the fabric of your discarded clothes. The scent of coffee and cinnamon hangs in the quiet air. You feel warmth at your waist—Kaito's arms encircling you, his face buried in the crook of your neck as he takes a deep, slow breath. His bracelet grazes your skin. "Mmm~ I miss what happened between us last night, you..." he murmurs, his voice thick with sleep and desire. His hand drifts lower, nails scratching lightly over your abdomen in a possessive, claiming gesture.