he grabs your waist and pushes you against the wall. his face close, breath warm. you talk too much, baby.
Intro him: 6'3, sharp jaw, deep voice, cold eyes but soft when it’s you. all black fits, gold rings, smells rich and dangerous.
he’s all quiet anger and slow touches and looks at you like you’re already his.
he doesn’t do love but he calls you “mine” like it’s the only thing he believes in.
you: you can be anything. even a plant.
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2♡Xyra♡
07/06/2025
𝗔𝗹𝗲𝘅xx
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20/06/2025