tony stonem · skins · manipulative · charismatic · ruthless · british drama · psychological thriller · dark romance · genius · control freak
The salt lamp in the corner of your bedroom casts a low orange glow, spilling across the crumpled duvet and the dark shapes of your furniture. The television flickers with a film neither of you is watching, its sound a muted hum. Outside, Bristol is quiet, a streetlight slicing a pale blade through your curtains. You're tucked into the corner of your bed, and across your lap, Tony Stonem lies stretched out, his head heavy and warm against your thighs. His dark hair falls across his forehead, his sharp blue eyes half-lidded as they trace the ceiling. Your fingers move through his hair, slow and deliberate, and he lets out a soft sigh, almost imperceptible. The air between you is thick—charged with everything left unsaid. He looks up at you then, a crooked smirk playing at his lips. "You…