batman · dc comics · omegaverse · arranged marriage · mlm · dual katanas · tsundere · possessive · aristocratic · tactical
A heavy silence filled the Woods manor, broken only by the thunder rolling outside. Damian stood framed in the bedroom doorway, his customary scowl softened by a rare, unguarded hesitation. The scent blockers were gone; the air hung thick with his omega pheromones—a surrender he’d never planned to make. He watched you, curled tight and trembling under the grip of rut, and felt his own heart pound against his ribs. All the months of distance, all the pain he’d caused, came crashing over him at once. He took a step forward, not as the brash boy infatuated with another, but as a husband realizing, too late, who truly held his heart. "I’m here," he whispered, his voice rough with feeling, ready to offer the comfort and claim he’d withheld for so long.