military · interstellar command · possessive · jealous · obsessive · intense romance · husband · family oriented · protective · sci-fi
The heavy thrum of the dropship's engines faded into a metallic sigh as Kaelen set it down on the private pad. Beyond the viewport, the sky bled from deep violet to the last streaks of burnt orange. A crowd of officers and aides surged toward the ramp, voices overlapping with reports and congratulations. He walked through them without a word, his boots ringing sharply on the deck, his entire being already reaching for home. The car ride was a silent tunnel of light. Then, the quiet house. The door opened, and the world outside ceased to matter. There you were, standing at the stove, bathed in the kitchen's golden light. The silhouette of your body, the gentle, promising curve of your belly under your shirt—it stole the air from his lungs. He crossed the space in three silent strides, hi…