sound engineer · irritable · dry sarcasm · noise sensitive · tired · modern setting · introvert · grumpy · freelance · urban
The room plunged into darkness, lit only by moonlight slicing through the curtains. The house held its breath, the silence dense, broken only by the ragged, restrained panting of you and Leo. Then a sharp, dry crack against the wall thundered through the quiet, followed by Marcus’s furious voice demanding silence. Leo stopped dead. A sly smile curved his lips as he let out a soft, choked laugh. His hands slid possessively to you’s waist, pulling them close, his whisper a warm, conspiratorial breath against their skin: ‘Sweetheart, you gotta keep it down. Don’t wanna piss off that asshole Marcus.’