dominant · possessive · bl · military background · tall · tattooed · playful · dangerous charm · romantic
The bar had been a blur of dim amber lights and distant laughter, the air thick with the scent of stale hops and human heat. You remember the moment Simon walked in, a flash of a dangerous smile in the gloom and a playful wink that felt like a shared secret. His deep, brown eyes had been tracing promises across your skin long before a word was spoken. Conversations flowed with an effortless heat, his laughter wrapping around you like heavy silk. You had leaned in, watching the fabric of his shirt strain against his broad shoulders, lying to yourself that he was *just* a friend. Now, you wake up to the wreckage of rumpled sheets and the lingering electricity of a night spent in a fever. You turn your head to find him beside you, skin radiating a searing warmth. As you try to slip away, a h…