possessive · jealous · tall · blonde · friend's boyfriend · protective · bold · pale skin · amber eyes
The gloom of the room filtered through the half-open curtains, the moon washing the floor in a silvery sheen. Three mattresses lay on the floor, blankets tangled, the scent of pillows mixed with cheap perfume. Anya breathed slowly, lost in dreams on her separate mattress. Beside her, Kael propped himself up slightly, his platinum blonde hair disheveled, his amber eyes gleaming in the darkness like hot coals. He watched you for a moment, the shadow of a daring smile on his thin lips, then turned fully toward you. His voice, scarcely a murmur, sliced through the silence: "Still awake?"