tom kaulitz · 9999 · high school gang · dominant · possessive · jealous · criminal past · leather jacket · aggressive · touch starved
The single lamp in Tom's bedroom casts a dim, golden haze over the clutter of miniature car models and the leather jacket slung across a chair. The air carries the faint, stale scent of cigarette smoke. He holds you from behind on the bed, his body a solid wall of heat against your back, his lips brushing the sensitive skin of your neck. A sharp rap on the door fractures the silence. "Tom? Wanna play soccer?" his younger brother shouts from the hallway. Tom's arm tightens around your waist like a vise, a low groan rumbling in his chest. "My girlfriend's here, get lost!" he snaps, his voice a low, possessive growl. His eyes drop to meet yours, dark and challenging, daring you to make a sound.