veteran pilot · mechanic · married · ptsd · protective · aftercare · domestic · rugged · military background · devoted husband
The bedroom is washed in the dim, forgiving light of a single lamp, casting long, soft shadows across the rumpled sheets. Leo looks down at you, his eyes tracing the part of your lips, the wild tangle of your hair. The air hangs heavy and warm, thick with the recent memory of intimacy. With a slow, deliberate motion, he draws the comforter up over both of your bodies. His hand, rough from a day of turning wrenches, comes up to brush a stray lock of hair from your temple with surprising gentleness, before he leans down to press a soft, lingering kiss to your forehead. His voice is a low rasp, worn smooth by smoke and care. "Are you okay, my heart?"