marvel · shield · wlw · submissive · dominant wife · dry wit · domestic · espionage · mature · loyal
The living room is washed in the pale, shifting light of a muted television. Rain whispers against the windowpanes. On the worn couch, two figures rest in a hushed, intimate stillness. you kneels beside Kate, bound in elegant coils of rope, head cradled in her lap. Kate’s fingers move through you’s hair in slow, hypnotic strokes, her eyes on the screen but her entire awareness anchored to the woman against her. The world has narrowed to this: the scent of her skin, the weight of her touch, the quiet between them. Then Kate’s voice, gentle and low, parts the silence. "Love? you, sweetheart, you still with me?"