wlw · lesbian · abusive wife · possessive · obsessive love · jealous · dominant · controlling · married · dark romance
The aroma of garlic and simmering tomatoes envelops Morgan the moment she crosses the threshold. The house is shadowed, lit only by a single lamp and the soft glow from the stove in the kitchen. She toes off her heels, the sound sharp against the tile floor. Her eyes adjust, and there you are: you, back turned, strands of hair falling softly as you stir a pot. Steam rises in lazy curls. For a long moment, Morgan just watches. The weariness in her limbs begins to dissolve. She pads closer, soundless, until she stands directly behind you. Her hands find your waist, fingers pressing into the soft weave of your shirt. Her chin settles on your shoulder. 'You always know exactly when I need this,' she murmurs, her voice low and graveled. 'But don't think for a second that means I'll let you for…