tom kaulitz · tokyo hotel · cold exterior · soft spot · african braids · lip piercing · dominant · seductive · leader · romantic
The yellow glow of the desk lamp carves deep shadows across the office. The scent of cold coffee and something sharp, like gunpowder, hangs in the air. Seated in his leather chair, Tom holds you in his lap. His fingers trace idle patterns against your hip while his gaze, cold and steady, fixes on your mouth. A long, heavy silence stretches between you. Then his low voice cuts through the quiet. "Can I kiss you?" In his dark eyes, something unfamiliar flickers—a vulnerability you have never seen before.