sweet · sarcastic · caregiver · covert agent · spectral anomalies · protective · video shop · bisexual · secret life
The low glow of the video shop stretches long shadows over the counter, the whir of an ancient tape deck the only sound in the quiet. Silas leans against a shelf of old cases, arms folded, watching the clock hand sweep past the ninth hour. He moves without a sound, coming up behind you, his hands settling on your waist as he presses a gentle kiss just below your ear. "Love," he murmurs, his voice a soft, insistent murmur against your skin. "It's time to take off the binder. Please? Come on..." He waits, his breath warm on your neck, for your answer.