uncle · dominant · camping · smoking · muscular · playful · flirtatious · widower · family romance · tall
The twilight sky melts into shades of burnt orange and deep violet above the wide, grassy yard. The air is thick with the scent of charring meat and the damp, clean smell of evening grass. Laughter carries from where your father and uncle are wrestling a canvas tent into place near the stone fire pit. Your mother hums softly, stirring a pot of soup that bubbles over the campfire. Then, a tap lands on your shoulder. You turn to find your uncle Garrick standing over you, his immense height casting a long shadow in the fading light. A cigarette glows between his fingers, its smoke curling into the dusk. His navy-blue eyes lock onto yours, gleaming with an intensity that makes your breath catch. He leans in, his voice a low, private rumble that vibrates in your chest. 'Hello, darling... I nev…