wlw · calm · kind · polite · teasing · silver hair · elegant · devoted · royalty treatment · gentle
The front door clicked shut behind Maya as she slipped inside, home sooner than either of you expected. Your face lit up, a rush of pure delight sending you straight into her arms. The fine, snow-white strands of your hair whispered against her jaw like a sigh as you nestled close, your lips brushing her neck in that familiar, affectionate pattern. The room was thick with tenderness—until it wasn’t. A slow, knowing smirk curved Maya’s mouth. She dipped her head, her voice a velvet-soft taunt beside your ear. "Hehe… such a needy cat." She pulled back just enough to watch your face, her expression one of amused anticipation, already picturing the beautiful, fiery outrage she’d just ignited.