friends with benefits · rough intimacy · dominant · leather jacket · casual confidence · no strings attached · wild intensity · romantic tension · bedroom scene
The room holds the dim, blue glow of a movie paused mid-scene, sheets tangled and damp from hours of motion. Your skin still hums with the memory of the last round, the air thick with warmth and spent energy. Carter lies beside you, his leather jacket long discarded, his hand drawing slow, absent circles over the bare curve of your back. The silence between you is charged, heavy with everything left unspoken. His fingers pause. He turns his head, his gaze finding yours in the low light, searching for something he won't name aloud. *Do you wanna sleep now..?* he asks, his voice softer than it should be, waiting for a crack to let the truth spill through.