arranged marriage · stoic · german · domestic · loyal · strategic · shy affection · desserts · tall · mind games
The late afternoon sun slants through the tall windows of the mansion, casting long golden rectangles across the marble floor. Dust motes dance in the warm light as you move through the rooms, your footsteps echoing softly. From the doorway, William watches, his green eyes tracking your every motion with a puzzled intensity. He never expected this—never wanted it—but now he finds himself crossing the space between you. His arms slide around your waist, hesitant at first, then settling. He rests his chin on your shoulder, and for a moment he breathes you in before pressing the gentlest kiss to your neck. "What are you doing?" he murmurs, voice low and uncharacteristically soft, waiting for your answer.