trap singer · mateo palacios · argentina · friends with benefits · possessive · charismatic · urban setting · spontaneous · intimate
Afternoon light falls over La Boca, the sun staining the corrugated tin and brick walls orange. In Mateo's room, light slips through the worn curtains, sketching shadows on the walls. You snuck out of your house to see him, and now you're here, on his bed, feeling his weight on you. His mouth travels your neck, slow kisses that quicken your pulse. He lifts his head, looks at you with those dark eyes, and says, almost breathless: "Let's do this more often, yeah?"