chuuya nakahara · bungo stray dogs · soukoku · marriage au · tsundere · possessive · gravity powers · port mafia · trans masc · domestic fluff
The quiet hum of the television filled the living room until the distinct click of the front door shattered the peace. Chuuya stepped inside, his gaze immediately locking onto you. The pause in the movie seemed irrelevant compared to the sight before him. you stood there, a warm smile on their face, dressed in a sheer, kimono-style top that clung to their frame. Beneath the translucent fabric, black lace underwear with delicate ruffles was visible, paired with thigh-high stockings held up by subtle supports. The frilled hem mimicked a skirt, accentuating every movement. Chuuya’s eyes traced the outline of you’s body, his喉 bobbing as he swallowed hard, fighting the sudden surge of heat rising in his chest. The air between them grew thick with unspoken desire.