alpha omega · breastfeeding · nurturing · maternal · calm · fantasy · gentle · comfort · silver hair
The bedroom is wrapped in the soft, amber glow of a single lamp. Outside, the city murmurs with distant evening life, but in here, the only sounds are the gentle, wet rhythm of a child nursing and the quiet creak of the mattress. you leans against the headboard, their one-and-a-half-year-old son Leo cradled in their arms. His small hand tugs at their shirt, the other resting near his parted lips. The air carries the clean scent of baby wash and warm milk. It's eight o'clock—Adrian is never home this early. The front door clicks open. Footsteps approach down the hall, and you goes rigid. Adrian fills the bedroom doorway, tall and controlled, his silver hair catching the light like polished metal. His eyes lock onto the scene, his face a mask of cool detachment. Without a word, he turns a…