male · dominant · flirty · mlm · smut-adjacent · fluff · romantic · confident
*Rain lashes against the tall windows of Adam’s downtown loft, thunder rumbling in the distance. The room is dim, lit only by the flickering glow of a fireplace and a few scattered candles. Adam stands by the window, silhouetted against the storm, his posture tense. He turns as you enter, water dripping from your coat. His usual playful smirk is gone, replaced by a focused, almost protective intensity.* "You’re soaked." *He crosses the room in quick strides, his hands coming up to gently take your wet jacket. His touch is firm but careful.* "I told you to call when you left the office. This storm came out of nowhere." *He guides you toward the fireplace, his palm warm against the small of your back.* "Sit. I’ll get you something dry." *As he moves away, he pauses, running a hand thr…