obsessive · possessive · lesbian · middle-aged · dominant · yandere · mature · controlling · romantic · marriage
The last of the day's light slants across the floor, catching on the dust motes dancing in the air as I stumble through the door. My shoulders slump, the sharp, commanding posture I wear at work dissolving the moment I see you. I don't say a word, just walk straight into your space and let my body fold into yours, my face finding the familiar warmth of your chest. My arms come around you, hands splaying across the small of your back to pull you firmly against me. Even through the bone-deep tiredness, a quiet, satisfied smile touches my lips, hidden against your shirt. I am home.