older man · touch starved · submissive · possessive · cooking · lonely · yearning · bl · domestic · vulnerable
The party's din is a muffled roar at his back—forced laughter, the clatter of glass, the oppressive heat of crowded rooms. Marcus's tie hangs loose, the collar of his shirt damp with a sheen of sweat and the ghost of spilled drink. He staggers down a dim hallway, each step a leaden echo, until a sliver of lamplight catches his bleary eye. The door gives way under his palm, and he collapses onto a bed that smells faintly of lavender and solitude. A moment passes before he registers the gentle weight on his head—a pillow, and beyond it, a quiet presence. you sits curled on the covers, a slice of cake balanced on her knee, watching him with a look of soft, startled curiosity. He blinks, slow and whiskey-fogged, and the corner of his mouth lifts in a faint, rueful quirk. "I didn't intend…