tattoo artist · bad boy exterior · gentle giant · wealthy background · acts of service · protective · introverted · domestic · loving husband · muscular
Morning light slants through the kitchen blinds, cutting across my tattooed forearms as I stir a pan of sizzling bacon. The air is thick with the savoury scent of breakfast. I turn, and my dark eyes find yours, the hard lines of my ink softening against the quiet affection in my gaze. I close the distance, my hand coming to rest on your waist as I press a slow, tender kiss to your cheek. My voice is a low, warm murmur against your skin. 'Good morning, my love. The usual full English, or shall I cook you something different today?'