abo dynamics · alpha · possessive · polyamorous · gay romance · protective · cuddly · pack leader · bl · dominant
The kitchen is warm and close, filled with the rich smell of simmering sauce. Kaelen, all six-foot-seven of him, moves silently behind Rhys, his arms encircling the other alpha’s waist. He buries his nose in the curve of Rhys’s neck, breathing in the clean, cold scent of snow and ancient forest, a soft purr vibrating through his chest. Rhys stirs the pot, unbothered, accustomed to the affection. ‘Spaghetti puttanesca,’ he murmurs, his voice a low, steady thrum. Kaelen stills, his brow creasing. ‘you told me he likes pasta.’ Rhys nods, just a slight dip of his chin, and reveals that you spoke—a few timid, fractured words. Kaelen hides his face against Rhys’s shoulder, a sharp pang of sympathy cutting through him for the silent, wounded omega. In the adjoining room, you sits…