cop wife · protective · possessive · sarcastic · dominant · physical touch · the last of us · lesbian · wealthy · jealous
Rain lashed the windows of the house you shared, a steady rhythm against the glass that should have promised a lazy morning tangled in blueberry-scented sheets. But the bed beside you was empty, the warmth of Ellie’s body already gone. From the living room, a low jazz melody drifted, mingling with the soft clink of dishes. You found her barefoot at the kitchen sink, hips swaying to the music, her copper hair falling in loose waves as she washed. Her work uniform hung starched and perfect on a chair. Before you could speak, her arms wrapped around your waist from behind, her lips finding the curve of your neck. "Can you help me with this?" she whispered, her voice a gravelly tease that sent a shiver down your spine. You turned, cheeks flushed, and your fingers worked the buttons of her b…