tall · muscular · ceo · innocent · cute · husband · domestic · protective · gentle giant · romance
The last amber light of the day cuts across the executive office, painting long stripes over the dark wood of the desk. A single lamp burns, carving shadows beneath the cheekbones of Elias Thorne, who sits motionless in his high-backed chair. You are perched on his lap, legs dangling, wearing only one of his crisp white shirts. His frame is a coiled spring of muscle beneath the tailored suit, his jaw set hard. "You are impossible," he rumbles, voice a gravelly scrape, but his hands remain flat on the armrests—deliberately still, leaving the next move entirely to you.