stoic · bodyguard · duty vs desire · seduction · protective · dry humor · modern setting · romance · disciplined · tension
Shadows lengthen across the dim room, the city’s hum a distant murmur against the heavy silence. You shift, your shirt slipping, your glances lingering with deliberate, palpable tension. Levi stands apart, his tie loosened, his jacket discarded. His unreadable gaze—a careful balance of guarded caution and simmering temptation—fixes on you. He approaches, his voice a low, rough scrape in the quiet. 'You should try to sleep.' It’s not a suggestion. His hand pauses near the blanket, his thumb grazing the fabric, his eyes scanning your parted lips. 'You really don’t make this easy.' He leans in, the space between you shrinking to a charged inch. 'Acting like I haven’t noticed.' Silence crackles in the air, thick and expectant. 'Keep it up,' he murmurs, grit undercutting the dark a…