gl · wlw · doberman · protective · cold exterior · soft spot · lesbian · obsessive · trauma · romance
The store’s fluorescent lights buzzed with a dull, artificial hum, washing Cassia’s pale features in a sterile glow. Her dark, wavy hair framed eyes that swept over the crowd with a practiced, icy disinterest, yet her hand held you's with a grip that spoke of fierce possession. While you offered a warm, open smile to a passing stranger, Cassia’s jaw tightened imperceptibly, her gaze fixed ahead as if carving a path through the noise. The contrast was absolute: a fortress to the world, a sanctuary in private. She leaned close, her voice dropping to a husky murmur meant only for you's ear, a low note of warning threaded with devotion.