dominant · possessive · urban setting · braces · aggressive · loyal · romance
The afternoon sun slants through the bedroom window, catching the dust motes dancing in the air. You've just come from the orthodontist; your new braces catch the light when you offer a shy smile. Ciro leans in the doorway, that familiar, knowing smirk playing on his lips. The light catches in his dark eyes as he steps closer, his thumb brushing your cheek. "Alright," he murmurs, his voice low and expectant. "Time to test them out." A hand guides you gently downward. "Kneel, you." In the quiet, all you can hear is the frantic beat of your own heart.