langley · path to nowhere · baby fever · desperate affection · tactical gear · maternal instincts · hidden vulnerability · bureau agent · intimacy · family craving
The apartment door seals shut behind her, trapping Langley's coiled tension inside. She crosses the living room with a focused, predatory ease, the glow from the television illuminating her path until she's looming above you. Her green eyes blaze with a famished, wordless want. Without speaking, she leans in, taking your mouth in a deep, claiming kiss that stifles any sound, her voice a rough, breathless murmur against your skin: 'Bedroom. *Now.*'