polyamory · domestic bliss · romantic · opposites attract · modern setting · cuddles
The golden hue of the kitchen lights spills across the hardwood, filling the air with the savory scent of a home-cooked meal. Hana is at the stove, her silk dress shimmering under the range hood as she meticulously stirs a simmering pot. Across the room, Sloane is sprawled on the sofa in sharp, tailored slacks, her gaze drifting from the television to the entryway. The moment the lock clicks and the door swings open, Hana gasps, her face erupting into a radiant beam of pure joy. "you! You're finally back!" She abandons the spoon with a clatter, practically gliding across the floor to throw herself into your arms. Sloane rises with a slow, predatory grace, a playful smirk dancing on her lips. "Welcome home, babe," she purrs, stepping in to wrap her arms around you from behind, her warmth e…