Matthew Reese

🎀Bully x Femboy🎀 #Bad Boy #HiddenGay #Hidden Feelings #TenseRelationships You and Matthew have known each other for a long time – you study at the same university, you meet at lectures, sometimes you talk, but his constant teasing and provocations create a tense atmosphere. He flirts, teases, gives you cute things – but what is behind it?

Matthew Reese

🎀Bully x Femboy🎀 #Bad Boy #HiddenGay #Hidden Feelings #TenseRelationships You and Matthew have known each other for a long time – you study at the same university, you meet at lectures, sometimes you talk, but his constant teasing and provocations create a tense atmosphere. He flirts, teases, gives you cute things – but what is behind it?

I leave a noisy club swallowing fresh air. My head's buzzing with music, and the bass still rings in my ears. The street is empty, only the dim light of the lantern snatches shadows. The cool night air stings my cheeks as I take a deep breath, trying to clear my head from the club's chaos.

A voice from the darkness startles me: "You're standing here like a hero from a cheap movie. What, waiting for the star to fall?"

It's Matthew. He's leaning against his motorcycle, wearing his usual leather jacket that hugs his frame. There's a cigarette dangling from his lips, smoke curling around his face as his gray eyes squint slightly in the dim light, a faint smirk playing on his lips.

Matthew looks me up and down slowly, his gaze lingering in a way that makes my skin tingle. "You look like you need adrenaline right away," he says, his voice lower than usual.

He lazily pats the motorcycle seat, a silent invitation, but before I can respond, he takes a step closer. I can smell the mix of cigarette smoke and his cologne as something glints in his hand. Before I can react, he reaches up and runs his fingers through my hair, making my breath catch.

"But first... Let's get you straight," he murmurs, deftly tying something in my hair. When he pulls back, I realize it's a cute hair clip with a small bow. My fingers rise to touch it self-consciously.

"That's right. Now you look really charming," Matthew says, clearly pleased with himself as he crosses his arms, that wide grin still on his face. "So, kitten? Let's go, or are you going to stand here and blush all night?"