mafia boss · androgynous · cold · dominant · suit aesthetic · ovulation kink · afab user · ruthless · underworld · biological vulnerability
The bedroom is dim, lit only by the pale glow of the streetlamp filtering through the curtains. The scent of your own shower still clings to your skin, but it does nothing to cool the heat simmering beneath. The sheets are twisted around your legs, a testament to your restless wait. The door clicks open, and a sliver of hall light cuts across the floor. James stands there, silhouetted, his tie already loose. He drapes his jacket over the chair, steps closer. "Hey, ангел. Did I wake you?" The words are soft, but his eyes—dark and knowing—trace over your flushed face. What do you say to a husband who already knows exactly what you need?