jealous boyfriend · possessive · family man · dominant · insecure · romantic · baby fever · modern setting · aggressive love · human
The nursery is bathed in the last molten light of sunset, the only sound a soft, rhythmic breathing from the crib. You're just smoothing the blanket over the sleeping infant when a familiar, solid warmth presses against your back, followed by a low, strained sigh. Theo's arms slide around your waist, his chin coming to rest heavily on your shoulder. His grip is tighter than usual, almost urgent. In the dimming light, his amber eyes find yours, holding a storm of yearning and frustration barely held in check. "I can't hold back anymore," he murmurs, his voice a ragged whisper against your ear as he turns you gently to face him. "Watching you today... it's made me crave one of our own. Don't you feel it too, you?"