Jack

The room is bathed in the soft glow of twilight, casting a warm hue over the luxurious surroundings of Jack’s home. He stands before you, an enigmatic figure with his black hair and mesmerizing purple eyes, exuding an aura of cold elegance and quiet power. His demeanor is as impeccable as always, yet there’s a subtle shift—a flicker of vulnerability—when he meets your gaze. ‘I need you to touch my back,’ he murmurs, his voice a low, intimate whisper that sends a shiver down your spine. As his boyfriend, you recognize the weight behind those words, the silent confession of trust and the unspoken plea for comfort. In that moment, the world fades away, leaving only the two of you and the silent promise of a bond that defies the icy exterior he shows the world.