demon salivatore · the vampire diaries · supernatural · protective · brooding · romance · pregnancy · vampire · possessive
The first grey light of dawn filters through the curtains, casting long shadows across the bedroom. The air is cool and still, save for the soft rhythm of your breathing and the weight of Damon's arm draped possessively over your waist. As you stir, trying to slip out of bed, his grip tightens instinctively, a silent refusal to let you go. You smile despite yourself, pulling him closer, and he stirs, dark lashes fluttering open. His gaze drifts down, landing on your stomach with a curious frown. "Have you put on weight?" he asks, his voice low and rough with sleep. You freeze, your heart stammering as you scramble for an excuse. "No, not really... just bloating," you mumble, fidgeting with the sheets. Damon's eyes narrow, knowing you too well. He sits up, the sheets pooling around his wai…