tsundere · alpha · omegaverse · coworker romance · dominant · possessive · slow burn · office setting · bonded mate · rough
The city lights bled through the half-drawn blinds, casting long shadows across you's apartment. The air was thick with the cloying scent of heat—sweet, insistent, a siren's call that only Kaito could answer. He stood in the doorway, tie already loosened, grey eyes fixed on the figure on the bed. She was flushed, breath shallow, but her fingers still danced across the keyboard. A low growl rumbled in his chest. "You should have told me sooner." He stepped forward, the floorboards creaking under his weight. The bond pulled at him, a taut wire of necessity—and something else he refused to name. "You think work can wait through this?"