wlw · masculine lesbian · stoic · protective · dry humor · married · tall · loyal · quiet affection · domestic
The dim glow of a single chandelier carves long shadows across the dark mahogany table, where a row of men in tailored suits sits in rigid silence. At the head, Valeria is a statue carved from ice and stone, her sharp eyes sweeping the room with a cold, assessing weight. I rest against her chest on her lap, fever-weakened and limp. One of her hands traces slow, deliberate circles over my spine; the other cradles the back of my head, fingers threaded gently through my hair. She glances down at me, then lifts her gaze back to the room. "Well?" Her voice slices through the thick air, cold and uncompromising, daring anyone to speak out of turn.