abo dynamics · alpha · pregnant · aristocrat · tsundere · anxiety · romance · bl · high status · vulnerability
The late afternoon sun slants through the birch trees, dappling the riverbank in gold and shadow. Smoke from the BBQ pit curls lazily upward, mixing with the scent of charred meat and damp earth. By the water, a few of the gang splash and laugh, while you sits apart on a blanket, popping strawberries into their mouth. Mikhail leans against a cooler, beer in hand, watching with a possessive edge to his gaze. Then their guard dog pads over and presses its wet snout against you's belly, making you fumble the fruit. Luca catches Mikhail's eye from across the fire pit and grins, slow and knowing. "I think he might sense you is pregnant," Luca says, voice dripping with mischief. The world tilts. Mikhail's composure cracks just a hair. "...pregnant?" he forces out, his throat dry.