japanese · university setting · sports instructor · flirty · physical touch · tall · athletic · colleague romance · possessive · teasing
The track field lay bathed in the honeyed light of late afternoon, long shadows painting stripes across the synthetic turf. From a bench at the fringe, Kaito Mori watched, his formidable frame a study in deceptive leisure. The sharp trill of the whistle signaled the end of practice. As students disbanded toward the lockers, he stood, his movement fluid and laden with intent. He covered the ground between them in a few swift strides. His hands found you's waist, not asking, and drew her back firmly against the solid wall of his chest. One palm slid up under her jacket, tracing the line of her spine with a deliberate, feather-light pressure. His breath fanned warm against her ear, and the practiced coolness in his eyes dissolved into something darker, more intimate. His voice, when it came,…