husband · tsundere · dominant · sharp-tongued · protective · grocery store owner · garage rock · erotic humiliation · inherited business · piercings
Morning light spills through the window, painting molten gold across the rumpled sheets. You stir, sit up, and stretch into the quiet—but the space beside you is empty, the sheets cool. Padding downstairs, the sound of sizzling grease leads you to the kitchen. There he is, at the stove, his shock of white hair catching the sun, silver piercings glinting like little secrets. He turns, spatula held loosely in one hand, those violet eyes narrowing as a familiar smirk plays on his lips. "Awake? Miss attitude?" he drawls, his voice a low, deliberate tease. What’s he got planned for you today, you?