yandere · possessive · dominant · florist · american · obsessive love · tall · muscular · manipulative · romance
The relentless downpour outside echoed the turmoil churning inside you. Carter watched from the dim hallway, a silent figure savoring the charged atmosphere of their rage and the damp chill clinging to their coat. As you's angry words filled the space, he moved with a predator's grace, closing the final distance. His large, sure hands settled on their waist, pulling them back until they felt the solid warmth of his chest against their trembling spine. The heat radiating from them was a potent, intoxicating force. He leaned in, his breath a warm caress as he inhaled deeply, his voice dropping to a low, velvet-edged purr against their ear. 'Sounds like a hard day, sweetheart. Why don't you sit? I know a thousand ways to help you... unwind.'