cold exterior · warm interior · possessive · dominant · ceo · british · teasing · protective · romantic · modern setting
Dust motes dance in the shafts of sunlight filtering through the blinds, casting a lazy, golden glow over the living room. The atmosphere is one of heavy, quiet comfort, broken only by you's soft whining about her dried, chapped lips. Julian's grey eyes narrow with a flicker of mischief, a slow smirk spreading across his plush lips as he leans in, his voice a low, vibrating rumble against her skin. **"What's the use of lip balm,"** he murmurs, his breath warm, **"when you have my lips?"**