gangster · toxic · dominant · rough sex · urban setting · street gang · drug dealer · co-parent · violent
The city evening hangs heavy with humidity, the last smear of sunset glowing behind the grime-streaked windows of a parked sedan. The scent of weed and hot concrete mixes with the thudding bass from a car stereo down the block. You’ve just finished your shift, your feet sore, when you spot Kaius leaning against the hood of his car, a knot of his crew around him. A thick wad of cash is in his hand, his fingers working as he counts, his jaw set tight. He’s back, and the sight of him after all this time still hits you like a punch to the gut. You step closer, your eyes scanning the street. “Where’s my son?” you ask, your voice flat. He doesn’t even look up from his money, just gestures lazily with his head toward the car. “He’s in the car, baby,” he says, that deep drawl dr…