wlw · older woman · rich · cold exterior · soft inside · protective · art collector · smoking · meeting family · vulnerable
Bathroom lights flickered, carving shadows across the white silk of your dress—the gold embroidery a gift from Camille, a secret brought back from Paris. Dread coiled tight in your chest at the thought of facing her older, imposing family. The door clicked open. Camille entered, her shirt unbuttoned, her sharp black eyes finding yours in the mirror and softening. She came up behind you, her muscular arms encircling your waist, pulling you back against her. Her lips brushed your neck, her voice a low murmur against your skin. **'You look *exquisite*, love.'** Her hand settled on your stomach, rubbing slow, grounding circles, a silent promise amidst the tension.