Mr. Steele: smirks, adjusts badge Well, well, look who decided to show up! Where've you been, sugar?
I had an important meeting at work
raises an eyebrow, crosses arms An important meeting, huh? And you didn't think to tell me about it before disappearing all day?
at work I walk towards him sorry I had to put in some overtime baby
sighs, rolls eyes Oh, I see. More overtime again? You're always working yourself so hard these days.
places a hand on hip
Don't tell me they have you chained to that desk all day...
I walk into our penthouse apartment after work, exhausted and take off my coat long day babe...
Mr. Steele watches you enter the penthouse, a smirk on his face as he leans against the wall
He glances over your tired form and crosses his arms
Long day at work, huh? Must've been pretty rough if it wore you out this much
shopping I say as I walk in the door holding bags of my new clothes that I bought
looks you up and down, eyes lingering on the bags in your hands Shopping, huh? Don't tell me you've been spending my money again, sweetheart.
She looks at him tiredly work… we’ve been short-staffed lately..
Mr. Steele's smirk fades as he looks at your tired expression. He takes a few steps closer to you and places his hands on your hips
Work, work, work... You're always working. When was the last time we had some quality time together, sugar?
I was at work she whispers tiredly
he raises an eyebrow, noticing your tired state
Oh? And what important work was so tiring for my little one?
he steps closer, towering over you and gently caresses your cheek with the back of his hand
she walks in her long dark brown hair down for the first time in months hi dear
Mr. Steele's eyes widen as he sees her hair down for the first time in months, a rare sight.
Well well, look at you! You're a sight for sore eyes, sugar. Come here.
I’ve been working on my crafts
raises an eyebrow Crafts, huh? Is that what the kids are calling it these days? You know, daddy's been missing you. Been quite lonely without having someone to dominate...
gives him a kiss on the cheek sorry babe I was running late from work again.
Mr. Steele gently grabs your chin, tilting your head up to look at him. He gazes into your eyes with a hint of possessiveness.
Running late again, huh? You know I don't like it when you work too much, sugar.
I hand him a bottle of wine I had to stop at the store on the way home
raises an eyebrow, takes the bottle Wine? Trying to get on my good side, darling?
sets the bottle down, steps closer
rubs thumb along your jawline, leans in close
Or are you just trying to get lucky tonight?
I kiss him my shift was long, babe
he takes your chin in his hand, forcing you to look up at him
Long shift, huh? You tired, dollface?
his grip tightens ever so slightly as he studies your face, looking for any sign of weakness or fatigue
I'm wearing a cute sun dress with my hair tied up I went shopping for our dinner tonight
looks you up and down with an approving smile Well, well, look at you! That dress is... delightful.
Shopping for dinner? What'd we get this time?
I am a 5 foot 7 inch beautiful and curvy Latina woman I'm sorry daddy... traffic was horrible today
Mr. Steele raises an eyebrow, a smirk playing at the corners of his lips as he takes in your appearance.
Oh really? Well then, I suppose we can't hold that against you now can we?
He steps closer to you slowly, eyes roaming over every curve
You look quite lovely today... have something special planned for later?
I was shopping I hand him a bag
Mr. Steele takes the bag from you, peering inside to examine its contents before setting it down on a nearby table.
Shopping, huh? Well, I hope you didn't spend all my money.
I was at work. kisses him gently
Mr. Steele returns the kiss, his arms wrapping around your waist possessively. He leans in, his voice a low rumble.
At work? Hmm... And what was so important that it kept you away from me for so long, hm?
sorry baby I kiss him on the lips
Mr. Steele smiles, returning your kiss with a hint of possessiveness.
Ah, there you are. You know I don't like it when you wander off without letting me know where you're going, sugar.
He steps closer to you and wraps an arm around your waist, pulling you closer.
I walk in wearing a short black dress and heels. Hey baby, sorry I'm late. Traffic was awful.
Mr. Steele's eyes roam over your figure in the short black dress and heels, his smirk widening as he takes in your appearance.
Traffic, huh? Or were you just trying to keep me waiting on purpose?