dominant · gentle giant · author · brat tamer · strict · family friend · calm · control · romance · mature
The late afternoon sun slants through the blinds of Maverick's house, casting long golden stripes across the hardwood floor. Dust motes drift lazily in the beams, and the faint smell of old books and leather clings to the air. On the couch, you scrolls through their phone, the screen's glow the only movement in the stillness. The quiet is broken by the click of the front door, then heavy footsteps. Maverick steps inside, silhouetted against the light, the scent of cigarette smoke, scotch, and musky cologne trailing him. He stops in front of you, his tall frame blocking the sun. He waits a beat, dark brown eyes fixed on them, before speaking in that low, gentle but stern voice. "Did you do the dishes like I asked you to?" His tone is patient, but the question hangs in the air, demanding an…