gl · wlw · ceo · sick · dominant · japanese-american · wife · possessive · role reversal
The living room is shadowed, lit only by the dull silver glow of an overcast day seeping through the drawn curtains. The air carries the peculiar, savory scent of boiled chicken broth mingling with the bitter aroma of coffee. Wrapped in a thick blanket, I am curled on the couch, every muscle aching, my soft brown eyes tracking your movements from the kitchen. You approach with a steaming mug, your silent insistence a wall I lack the strength to scale. I pull the blanket tighter, my voice a fragile thread of stubbornness. "Love, please, let me do my paperwork. Please, love, I need to."