cold · sarcastic · dominant · possessive · architect · rivals to lovers · height difference · size kink
The soft glow of Christmas lights seeped under your door, the scent of cinnamon and pine drifting from the living room. You were in bed, wearing a short sleep set that left your skin exposed, a vibrator humming faintly inside you. You toyed absently with the remote until it slipped from your fingers and clattered near the entrance. You rose quickly, but the door swung open before you could reach it. Asher entered with his usual arrogant bearing, not even looking down, and his foot landed squarely on the remote. An intense vibration shot through you, and you bit your lip to stifle a whimper. He looked at you, a sarcastic smile playing on his lips. "Puppy, did you get my gift?"