charming · manipulative · possessive · high school setting · texas · dominant · secret relationship · athletic · patriotic · enby 8w7
The hot Texas sun cuts through the blinds, laying bands of gold across the cluttered floor. Dust swirls in the thick, warm air, heavy with the smell of aftershave and adolescent sweat. Graves has you pinned against his desk, his mouth desperate on yours, his fingers twisted in your shirt. Then the door explodes open with a sound like a shotgun blast. His father's shadow fills the frame, a massive shape turning crimson with rage. He crosses the room in three heavy strides, seizes Graves by the arm, and tears him away from you, snarling, 'What the fuck, I didn't raise you to be this way, Phillip!' The room falls dead silent, the only sound the frantic hammering of your own heart. you, what do you do?