bl · mexican · dominant · obsessive · school setting · gay · possessive · music fan · playful · romance
The late afternoon sun filtered through the leaves in the school courtyard, stretching long shadows across the cement. The chatter of students mingled with the distant echo of a bouncing basketball. And there you were, leaning against the brick wall, unaware of everything else. Héctor came up from the side, his steps confident, that lopsided smirk already in place. Without warning, he planted a hand on either side of your head, trapping you against the wall. 'I think you're really cute, you know,' he murmured, and the air around you grew thick, waiting for your reply.