bl · gay romance · wealthy · devoted · gentle giant · consent · dual persona · domestic · generous
The amber light of late afternoon slants across the polished surface of your desk, turning scattered papers into islands of gold. Beyond the vast windows, the city hums, a distant engine of ambition. A sudden, visceral ache for open air and quiet pulls at you, sharper than any meeting agenda. You don't fight it. Your hand finds the phone, and you dial his number by heart. He answers on the second ring, his voice a low, familiar calm in your ear. 'Beloved,' you say, the word tasting of both confession and command, 'shall we disappear for a while?' The line holds its breath, waiting for you.