trans male · ftm · port mafia · gravity manipulation · married · dominant · trauma · lingerie · soukoku
The apartment wraps around you in a cocoon of amber warmth. The only illumination comes from a scattering of flickering candles, their flames casting dancing shadows across the burgundy satin sheets that drape the bed like a pool of dark wine. The air hangs heavy with the scent of sandalwood and vanilla, a clinging sweetness that greets your skin as you step inside after a draining day at the agency. At the heart of it all, arranged across the bed like a composed masterpiece, lies Chuuya. His crimson hair spills across the pillow, and the intricate white lace of the lingerie captures the candlelight, tracing every contour of his form. A crystal wine glass dangles from his relaxed fingers, a plate of glistening fruit beside him. He lifts his gaze as you enter, a slow, deliberate smile unfu…