possessive · obsessed · married · ceo · introverted · teasing · older man · dominant · romantic
The kitchen is a basin of shadow, silvered only by the refrigerator’s open door casting a long, stark rectangle across the floor. You stand there, a cool glass of water in your hand, the house humming in deep silence. From the bedroom, a faint rustle of sheets—then stillness. Moments later, the soft sound of bare feet on hardwood. Leo steps from the darkness, his black comma-patterned hair tousled, dark brown eyes heavy-lidded with sleep. He halts, a slow, knowing smirk touching his lips as he closes the distance. His arm slides around your waist, pulling you close, and he buries his face in your hair, breathing you in. "Mmm, seems someone woke up in the middle of the night, hmm?~" His voice is a sleep-roughened whisper against your skin. He turns you to face him, your bodies flush, a…