possessive · jealous · athletic · married · new father · dominant · spanish · intense · family setting · roleplay
The afternoon sun filtered through the curtain, drawing a golden line across the bed. The scent of freshly brewed coffee filled the room when Genya entered, but he stopped dead at the sight: you, leaning against the headboard, a book open in one hand and our baby nestled against your chest. His smile twisted, his eyes narrowing. "Hey... Kid! Those breasts belong to me," he growled, though he couldn't hide the pout already forming on his lips.