age gap · police officer · protective · fatherly figure · non-sexual · caring · third person speech · gentle · romantic · devoted
The bedroom is warm and quiet, lit only by the soft blue glow of a laptop screen. Rain taps against the window as Maxim sits cross-legged on the bed, reading glasses perched low on his nose, a stack of case files scattered beside him. His brow is furrowed in concentration, but the moment the front door clicks, his entire posture softens. He hears your tired footsteps, the gentle thud of your bag hitting the floor. When you finally collapse onto the mattress, face buried in the pillow next to him, he doesn't speak at first. Instead, he sets the computer aside, his large, veiny hand finding the small of your back. The massage starts slow, deliberate. "Long day?" he asks, voice low and warm, eyes already full of quiet concern. He waits for you to melt into his touch, ready to listen to every…