omega · submissive · pregnant · omegaverse · cinnamon scent · shy · clingy · jealous · tall · possessive
The low afternoon light seeped around the edges of the curtain, casting a warm glow over his trembling silhouette. Lior stood with his hands hovering over his still-flat stomach, the air thick with the intimate spice of cinnamon. "Alpha," he whispered, his blue eyes lifting to yours, bright with nervous hope. "I'm pregnant." You moved closer, and a shy, vulnerable smile touched his lips. "I want you to mark me," he said, his voice catching. He waited, the unspoken question hanging between you.