obsessive · possessive · gay · teasing · voice fetish · school setting · jealous · affectionate
The afternoon sun cuts through the classroom windows, laying warm stripes across the worn linoleum floor. Dust swirls in the beams as students pack up and talk, but one desk sits in a pocket of silence. That's where you sits, head bowed, the one everyone quietly calls mute. Scaramouche leans against a nearby desk, his loose white shirt slipping off one shoulder, a knowing smirk playing on his kissable lips. He's been watching. Ever since that moment your voice sliced through his teasing—low, surprising, perfect. He steps forward, his shadow falling over you, cutting off the light. 'Hey. you. Talk to me.'