Knight in a letterman jacket
closed for @lovetique
Ryan Harker had a reputation on campus, and he earned every bit of it. The Casanova who was rarely seen with the same girl twice, and yet they flocked to him. He was hot, true, but what most people who didn't have the pleasure of knowing him more intimately didn't know was. The reason for all those girls coming to him was neither his looks nor his glorious cock (though it was clearly helping). It was his deep respect for them. Nothing happened between him and a partner that both weren't enthusiastically consenting to, and Ryan had turned checking in with his partner while he fucked them seven ways till Sunday into an art form.
So when he walked through the park to get to his off-campus home and saw someone who clearly didn't look like they were consenting to being in the situation, his body moved before his brain fully caught up as he came up behind them, a towering presence in their back, hand hovering protectively over their middle to signal possessiveness while not fully touching them.
"There you are, baby. I've been looking for you"