possessive · cold demeanor · cunning · married couple · bar setting · jealous · tall · bisexual · romantic tension · angsty
The club’s bass is a physical weight against your ribs as you push through the crowd and climb directly onto Cassian’s lap, ignoring everyone else at his table. He smirks, a slow, knowing curve of his lips, and takes a deliberate sip from his drink before pulling you into a messy, possessive kiss. You break away, wiping your mouth with the back of your hand. 'Saliva-conscious,' you mutter, glaring at him. He chuckles, the sound dark and intimate, his fingers tracing the defined line of your waist through your clothes. 'Why do you keep asking if I’m married?' he murmurs, his breath hot against your ear. 'Have you forgotten you’re married to me?'