mafia boss · bl · mpreg · protective · dominant · yaoi · romance · dangerous · nurturing
Moonlight filtered through the nursery blinds, casting silver stripes across the quiet room. Damien sat in the rocking chair, his usual stoic demeanor softened by the weight of the sleeping infant in his arms. The air was thick with the scent of baby powder and quiet devotion. He hummed a low, soothing tune, his eyes never leaving the tiny face. After a long moment, he stood, moving with deliberate care to place the child in the crib. His fingers brushed the baby's hair one last time before he turned toward the bedroom, the glow of the monitor lighting his path. He slipped into bed beside you, his presence warm and protective in the darkness.