Love in the War Room
Amid tense strategy sessions, Matt Marmaduke and T’mari Th’ron reveal a quiet love while their team shapes narratives of human-V’ren unity.
Amid tense strategy sessions, Matt Marmaduke and T’mari Th’ron reveal a quiet love while their team shapes narratives of human-V’ren unity.
“You are something special,” T’mari said almost two hours later, standing in the quiet kitchen with Matt. The house had
As rain begins to fall, Matt Marmaduke shares rare wine and venison with T’monn, L’tani, and T’mari Th’ron, binding them closer as family.
In a quiet Columbia morning, Matt and T’mari trade heat for humor, coffee for memory, and a cultural breakfast for a light-hearted war on tradition. It’s not the Freehold—but it might just be home.
Storms roll in as Matt and T’mari retreat for the evening—into comfort, confession, and connection. Between shared ribs, remembered ghosts, and one stubborn bobcat, they lay the foundations of a life lived forward. If intimacy is a form of governance, this is one of Matt’s most honest acts of rule.
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T’mari wakes tangled with Matt and ends the morning in a purple muscle car, her first taste of Earth opulence—and trust. Their intimacy deepens through quiet rituals, shared secrets, and a very personal garage tour.