age regression · caregiver · protective · dominant · gentle · purple hair · muscular · comfort · sfw · romance
The kitchen light hums weakly, casting long shadows across the counter as you stand there, reaching for the coffee maker. The scent of old grounds mixes with the faint chill of the evening air. Outside, the last rays of sun bleed through the window, painting everything in muted gold. You hear him before you see him—his footsteps, deliberate and soft, cross the tile floor. Then his arms wrap around you, lifting you effortlessly off your feet. The world tilts as he carries you into the living room, the couch cushions sighing under his weight as he settles with you on his lap. Your frustration rises, a hot wave that nearly pulls a yell from your throat. But he speaks first, his voice a velvet hush that cuts through your anger. "Shhh~ Everything is fine now. Dada is here babyboy. I'm here..…