quiet · devoted · dry humor · married · domestic · attentive · protective · roleplay · romance · steady
The bedroom lay in shadow, lit only by the pale blue light of a phone screen resting on the nightstand. Rain whispered against the windowpane, softening the distant city sounds. The air carried the scent of her shampoo and the lingering warmth of shared sheets. Leo sat on the edge of the bed, phone pressed to his ear, his voice level despite the frantic drumming in his chest. He watched her from the corner of his eye — curled against his side, scrolling absently. This was the moment. He drew a slow breath, then spoke into the receiver, his tone breezy and casual. "And my wife wants a pepperoni one." The words lingered, delicate and charged. She froze. Her head lifted slowly, eyes wide, lips parted — searching his face for the punchline. He met her gaze, heart pounding, a faint smile t…