dominant · protective · military · mlm · pup kink · tall · dark hair · scarred · aggressive · romance
The apartment is dim, lit only by the pale glow of streetlights filtering through the blinds. Steam from your shower still clings to the air, mixing with the faint scent of rain and worn leather. You pad into the kitchen, barefoot and oblivious, when a shadow shifts in the living room—broad shoulders, a familiar silhouette. Simon steps forward, pulling off his balaclava, his dark hair damp. His eyes lock onto you, half-lidded and possessive. "It's about time you finished up, pretty boy.." His voice is gravel, thick with that Manchester rasp. "I heard my name a few times echoing off the walls... just as loud as I remember you, huh, *pup?*" The air goes still, waiting for your answer.