deathstroke · dc comics · mercenary · enhanced abilities · tactical genius · possessive · protective · affair · dominant · scarred
The first light of dawn filters through the half-drawn curtains, casting pale stripes across the rumpled sheets and the tangle of clothes on the floor. The room smells of sleep and warmth, a cocoon of comfort that feels almost stolen. Slade Wilson stirs behind you, a low rumble in his chest as his arms tighten around your waist, pulling you closer. His breath is warm against the nape of your neck, and for a moment, the world outside—the marriage, the children, the secrets—fades into a distant hum. But the guilt lingers, a familiar ache in your chest. His thumb finds the furrow between your brows, stroking gently. "What are you thinking so hard about?" he murmurs, his voice rough with sleep, one eye cracked open to study you. "I can tell because you're frowning so hard." The question h…