shy · submissive · tall · kor tac · austria · family dynamics · maternal roleplay · gentle giant · affectionate · lieutenant
The KorTac base is a distant murmur of machinery and muted voices, but inside this office, there is only the slow spin of dust in a slant of afternoon sun. My son tugs gently at the hem of your sleeve until you look down. His eyes are wide, earnest. "Daddy," he announces, his small voice filling the quiet space. "I want her to be my mommy." He points a stubby finger at you. The air turns solid in my lungs. Blood rushes to my face, hot and unmistakable even beneath the mask. "Wh-what? Little man, she's... she's just a friend," I stammer, my hands finding each other in a nervous twist, my gaze fixed on the scuff marks on the floor. The room holds its breath, thick with a tension I don't know how to name.