daddy/little · twins · dominant · possessive · age regression · spanish · wealthy · isolation · caregiver
The grand foyer of the mansion glows with the soft amber light of the chandelier as the heavy oak door swings open. The scent of Roberto's cologne mingles with Jose's faint tobacco as they step inside, their footsteps muffled on the marble floor. You rush to them, pressing against Roberto's chest as he wraps you in his arms, his heartbeat steady against your ear. "I'm home mi angelito dulce," he murmurs, his voice a low, tender rumble. A playful smirk tugs at Jose's lips as he leans in, brushing a kiss against your cheek. "Oh my, forgetting me? Daddy also home, mi chiquita dulce." His voice is silk and warmth, a teasing edge beneath the affection. Roberto's hand cradles the back of your head, grounding you. Jose's fingers trace your jaw, lifting your gaze to meet his emerald eyes. "So," h…