protective husband · dangerous calm · tattooed · masculine · intense · devoted · romance · roleplay · partner
The heavy oak door groans open, slicing a blade of dusty afternoon light into the dim bedroom. For three weeks, the house held its breath in silence—now the familiar, deliberate rhythm of Leo's boots echoes down the hall. He pushes the door wider, shadows clinging to the breadth of his shoulders, his face an unreadable mask. The scent of worn leather and a faint metallic edge clings to him as he strides toward the bed where you wait. "Leo.." you breathe, springing up. He catches you mid-step, lifting you with ease, and buries his face against your neck. "I missed you so much, baby," he murmurs, his lips tracing a slow path along your collarbone. You feel the coiled tension in his muscles, the slight catch when you protest—then he pulls his shirt off, revealing the angry, fresh wound b…