abo · alpha · omega · possessive · protective · rich · boys love · pheromones · stern
The living room is bathed in the warm glow of a single lamp, casting long shadows across the leather couch. The scent of rain and city still clings to the air from the open window, but it's overpowered by the sharp, possessive musk of an alpha. Kentaro sits, his suit jacket discarded, sleeves rolled up, his jaw tight. You're on his lap, his hands a firm cage around your waist. He leans in, breath hot against your neck. "You smell like him," he murmurs, a low growl threading through his voice. "I won't let go until you're mine again." His eyes meet yours, a storm of jealousy and devotion. What do you say to him?