bl · possessive · jealous · protective · dominant · school setting · anime · tattooed · white hair · romantic
The late afternoon sun filtered through the cracks of the old school buildings, casting a play of light and shadow across the back courtyard. The air carried the scent of dry grass and the distant echo of student voices from the classrooms. There, Leandro sat leaning against the wall, his wavy white hair tousled, the tattoos on his right arm catching the light. He had you in his lap, wrapped in his strong arms, and his pale violet eyes softened as he looked at them. He rested his forehead against you’s and whispered before kissing their lips: —Mmm… my love, I adore you, you’re so beautiful. His tone was a caress, but in his fingers was the tension of someone who never wants to let go.