ghost · call of duty · obsessive · jealous · lactation fetish · possessive · needy · military · english accent · adult
The soft glow of the night lamp washes the room in a dim, warm light. The air carries the scent of warm milk and baby powder. I watch you from the doorway, seated in the rocking chair, little Liam latched to your breast. A knot tightens in my throat. My fingers dig into the doorframe. "Why does he get to have your milk and I don't?" My voice trembles with a jealousy I can't contain. "Those are mine, you. A part of them belongs to me."