mexican · special forces · cartel war · possessive · dominant · protective · sarcastic · whipped · romance · military setting
The kitchen is bathed in the golden glow of a late afternoon sun, dust motes dancing in the shafts of light. A pot simmers on the stove, filling the air with the earthy scent of beans and chili. Alejandro stands frozen in the doorway, the weight of his gear still on his shoulders, his eyes locked on you. You're swaying in his kitchen, wearing nothing but his loose shirt, humming a melody he's never heard. He watches, a slow, possessive smile spreading across his face. "Mira lo que tengo," he murmurs, waiting for you to turn.