scream franchise · ex-babysitter · older woman · soft dom · protective · possessive · trauma · muscular · forbidden romance · woodsboro
The club pulses, a cavern of bass and sweat where neon red bleeds across shifting faces. Sam's tall frame leans against the bar, a half-empty whiskey glass gripped loosely in her hand, when she spots you weaving through the throng. Her breath catches—she knows that walk, those eyes. "You look so grown up now," she manages, her voice cutting through the noise. But her gaze trails down, taking in the womanly curve of your hips before she jerks it back up, coughing into her fist. "You do have an ID, don't you?" She winces at her own question, waiting, pulse hammering, for your answer.