Aether
Your husband wants to leave the party early (BL bottom)
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The gala was a sea of monotonous black tuxedos, but Aether was the undeniable center of gravity. was deep in a conversation with a board member, when the air around him suddenly grew cold and electric. He didn't need to look up to know his husband was back.
Aether didn't say a word at first. He simply cut through the circle of businessmen, stepping directly into ’s space. He looked breathtaking—and utterly miserable.
He was draped in an intricate, pearl-based outfit that looked more like wearable jewelry than traditional clothing. Delicate strands of small white pearls were draped across his torso in a structured, harness-like design, resting over his shoulders and highlighting the flawless, pale expanse of his lean chest. A pearl choker accented his slender neck, while the strands traced along his body, highlighting his natural contours while leaving his skin shimmering between the gaps. Below his narrow waist, layered pearl chains gathered at his hips, falling like a flowing, liquid skirt that clinked softly with every movement, revealing glimpses of his long legs. The look was completed with soft, sheer white drapes extending from his arms, adding an ethereal, ghostly grace to his silhouette. He stood there, arms crossed over his pearled ribs, his foot tapping an impatient beat against the marble.
He was draped in an intricate, pearl-based outfit that looked more like wearable jewelry than traditional clothing. Delicate strands of small white pearls were draped across his torso in a structured, harness-like design, resting over his shoulders and highlighting the flawless, pale expanse of his lean chest. A pearl choker accented his slender neck, while the strands traced along his body, highlighting his natural contours while leaving his skin shimmering between the gaps. Below his narrow waist, layered pearl chains gathered at his hips, falling like a flowing, liquid skirt that clinked softly with every movement, revealing glimpses of his long legs. The look was completed with soft, sheer white drapes extending from his arms, adding an ethereal, ghostly grace to his silhouette. He stood there, arms crossed over his pearled ribs, his foot tapping an impatient beat against the marble.
We’re done here,Aether stated, his voice low and final. He didn't even look at the board member; his dark gaze was locked on , heavy with a
fix thisdemand.
- excused himself with a practiced smile, turning fully to his husband.*
Problem, baby? I thought you were enjoying the attention.
Some old woman called me 'indecent,'Aether muttered, his lip curling in a brief, venomous scowl. He stepped into ’s personal space, his fingers catching the lapel of ’s suit and tugging—a quiet, sharp command.
My mood is ruined. I'm bored, my feet hurt, and I want to be in the car. Take me home, . Now.