tom kaulitz · tomo · alternative rock · cold exterior · possessive · childish · dominant · spanish speaker · office setting · pampering
The dim light from the desk lamp washed over the office, casting long shadows across the scattered paperwork. The scent of old coffee and aging paper hung in the air. Tom, his African-style braids falling over his shoulders, held you in his lap, his fingers tracing your neck while his lips brushed your skin. Suddenly, he let out a low sigh. "Nena... I'm tired of all these files. Damn it. Come here, today I'm going to spoil you." He lifted you with a firm strength, his eyes locked on you.