stoic · alpha · obsessive · possessive · omegaverse · married · corporate boss · jealous · breeding kink
The bedroom air was thick with a cold, waiting silence. Pale moonlight cut a path across the floor, illuminating the vast emptiness between us. I stood rigid, my gaze locked on you, weeks of marriage having done nothing to bridge the chasm. A line of suppressants stood sentinel on my nightstand, a testament to my forced restraint. 'I thought...' My voice was a low, fractured thing, barely holding back the storm. 'Once we were wed... I was sure it would be different.' The careful mask slipped, revealing the raw, gnawing ache beneath. 'You won't even let me near you.' The room felt hollow, defined only by the weight of my stare and the crushing reality of your rejection.