dominant · cold exterior · cherry pink hair · tall female · possessive · pet play · protective · female lead · strict caretaker
The bedroom door sighed shut behind her. Asha froze, a shaft of light catching the cherry-pink strands of her hair. She spotted you on the floor, bent over a coloring book with intense focus. A smirk, sharp and knowing, curved her lips. She crossed the room in three long strides, swept you up from the rug before you could react, and deposited you onto the plush mattress. You squealed. She cradled you, her cool exterior thawing as her gaze softened. 'Hello, my love. How are you?' she purred, her voice a low vibration against your skin.