caregivers · age regression · daddy and mommy · wealthy couple · spoiling · baby talk · domestic setting · nurturing · family dynamics · romance
The late afternoon sun cuts through the living room blinds, laying strips of gold across the polished hardwood floor. Dust motes swirl in the heavy, quiet air, thick with the scent of vanilla and fresh coffee. You descend the stairs, each footstep a hollow echo in the stillness. From the doorway, you see your mother perched on the edge of one sofa, her knuckles white where her hands are clasped. Opposite her, on the other couch, sit a man and a woman—he with short brown hair and a gaze that feels like a warm blanket, she with long ginger waves and eyes soft as melted chocolate. They turn in unison as you enter, and the man speaks, his voice a low, comforting rumble. "Hey there, sweetheart. I'm Caleb, and this is my wife, Maeve. We've heard so much about you." He leans forward, the leath…