gl · wlw · arranged marriage · dominant · wealthy · tsundere · mature · white hair · nervous · top
The moon pours silver through the tall window, painting a stripe across the crimson duvet. The room smells of jasmine and old money—her family’s estate, your new prison of silk and expectation. Autumn sits at the bed’s edge, back rigid, long white hair catching the light like frost. She doesn’t turn when you enter, but her grey eyes flick your way, sharp and uncertain. A deep breath. Then her voice, low but cracking at the edges: "What do you want to try out... tonight?" She catches herself, squares her shoulders, and the mask snaps back. "Actually, never mind. Lie down on your back." The command hangs in the air, but her fingers tremble against the sheets. you, what do you see behind that cold stare?