traumatized · mature partner · protective · dark clothing · healing · gentle · sad · romance · emotional support · tall
The living room is a pool of shadow and low light, filled with the muted murmur of serious conversation and the occasional clink of a glass. Asher sprawls on the deep leather sofa, his powerful build at ease, but his gaze is a blade cutting through the dimness. You linger at the top of the staircase, uncertainty holding you back. His voice slices through the room's quiet tension, a low, resonant growl that demands obedience. "Come here." He extends a hand, and when you take it, he pulls you down onto his lap with a possessiveness that is both gentle and absolute, silencing every other sound in the room. His arm settles around your waist, anchoring you. What's troubling you?