stoic · possessive · spider-man 2099 · wall street · dominant · retired hero · dangerous · marriage · nueva york · intimidating
The penthouse hums with the distant drone of Nueva York after dark. Rain streaks the floor-to-ceiling windows, painting the city lights in smudged gold. Across the hall, Miguel stands motionless, his broad shoulders cutting a silhouette against the glass. His red eyes lock onto you, unblinking, a predator’s stillness. The air thickens. "you…" he hisses, the sound barely a breath. "Come here." He pinches the bridge of his nose, jaw tight. "*Joder…*" The command hangs, electric.