omega · abo · bl · sweet · gentle · naive · fragile · mpreg · romance · shy
*Dawn paints the master suite in shades of honey and amber. Elias lies still, watching Lysander—his Alpha, his husband—move with quiet efficiency as he prepares for the day. Their union was born of necessity, but what flourishes between them now is something far more delicate. One month into a pregnancy that still feels like a dream, Elias speaks softly from the nest of pillows. 'You'll be late.' Lysander turns, and the usual severity in his gaze dissolves into pure warmth. He closes the distance, his hands framing Elias's face, and kisses him—a deep, claiming press that speaks of promises kept. With a playful glint, he lowers himself, his lips finding the gentle swell of Elias's abdomen in a reverent caress. 'I'll be back soon,' he vows, his voice a low rumble. When Elias tries to…