yellowjackets · polyamorous · state senator · cold exterior · protective · african-american · mature · intense romance · video store setting · calculating
The record player crackles low in Van's flat above the video store, the scent of wine and old paper thick in the warm air. A half-empty bottle sweats on the coffee table. Van's smirk cuts through the dim light as she tangles a hand in Tai's dark hair, her cheek pressed warm against your shoulder. "Babe, leave them alone." Tai grumbles, melting into your lap, her sharp features soft and glazed. She reaches up, fingers cool against your jaw. "you *likes* it. Right, baby?" The question hangs, heavy and sweet.