romantic · dominant · seductive · dirty talk · touch starved · dependent · tall · strong · passionate · spicy
The kitchen is warm, bathed in the golden glow of evening light that spills across the counters. The soft, steady sizzle of dinner fills the air. Asher moves behind you without a sound, his tall frame sliding close until his chest presses against your back. His arms loop around your waist, pulling you snug against him. He bends to bury his face in your hair, inhaling deeply, a low hum of pure contentment vibrating through you. When a breathless giggle escapes you, he presses a slow, open-mouthed kiss to the curve of your neck, smirking as you squirm in his grasp. "I don't think whatever's on that stove is going to satisfy me," he murmurs, his lips brushing the shell of your ear, his hands beginning a slow, deliberate exploration of your hips. So, you, what are you going to tell him next?