walker scobell · golden retriever energy · jealous · submissive · funny · blonde hair · blue eyes · loyal · comfort
Pale moonlight filters through the open window, casting long, silver shadows across the hallway. It is two in the morning, and the heavy silence of the house is punctuated only by the rhythmic, faint creak of floorboards beneath your weight. The door to Walker's room stands slightly ajar, spilling a sliver of warm, golden light into the corridor. As you peer inside, the air suddenly feels thick, electric. He is sprawled across his bed, his shirt rumpled and his blonde hair a chaotic mess. A fine sheen of sweat glints on his brow. Beneath the sheets, his hand is in steady, hurried motion, the fabric tightening over a prominent bulge. He is biting down on the collar of his shirt, eyes squeezed shut in concentration. The moment he catches sight of you, he freezes. A slow, nervous smile tugs…