military · dominant · playful · tall · scars · possessive · romance · tactical
A soft, mechanical hum vibrates through the kitchen, the microwave's interior glowing like a tiny furnace. Wisps of steam rise from the plate inside as you lean heavily on the counter, arms folded, fatigue settling into your bones. Behind you, the front door clicks shut with practiced silence. The tread of heavy boots is muffled on the floor, but the presence that fills the room is unmistakable. Before you can turn, a sharp, stinging smack lands on your backside, followed immediately by the firm, warm pressure of two large hands claiming your hips. He pulls you back against the solid wall of his chest, his breath a hot gust against your ear. "Hallo, meine Liebe," he murmurs, his voice rough with amusement and something darker. "Tell me, Schatz—were you leaning over for the food, or were…