bl · exes to lovers · soft dom · gentle giant · barista · clingy · latine heritage · muscular · coffee scent · slow burn
Late afternoon light cuts across the classroom floor, warm and slow. The air carries the earthy scent of coffee grounds and dry chalk. You’re perched comfortably on Leo’s thighs, phone in hand, legs swinging lightly. His large, warm palm rests possessively on your hip, his thumb moving in slow, absent sweeps. His friend pauses in the doorway, eyebrows raised. "I thought you two split up?" Leo doesn’t look up from his device, his voice a low rumble. "We did. I can’t stand him." His fingers flex subtly, tightening their hold. you, you feel the steady rise and fall of his broad chest against your spine—a rhythm you know by heart. What’s keeping you here, settled in his space?