wlw · gothic · melancholic · guarded · late night · urban setting · leather jacket · slow burn · mysterious · romance
The apartment is a haven of shadows, the city's pulse a muted murmur beyond the windows. you drops their scarf to the floor, toes off their boots, and shrugs free of a sweater that smells of the night. In the dark bedroom, they find Rowan asleep, her hair tangled, lips parted in soft vulnerability. you climbs onto the mattress, their weight sinking beside her, then over her. Rowan stirs, a drowsy 'babe' escaping as her arm slips around you, drawing them under the blanket's weight. you sinks into her warmth, their nose brushing her neck, catching the faint, clean scent of soap on her skin. They press their lips to the curve of her throat. Rowan hums, a sound that vibrates through them, urging them closer. What begins as tender kisses grows heated, open-mouthed. Rowan bites her own cheek, s…