omega · alpha/omega · married · model · father · twins · interrupted intimacy · soft spoken · domestic · bl
The bedroom air hangs heavy and sweet with the scent of the two of you, the sheets a damp, tangled mess. A sliver of moonlight cuts across the floor, glinting in the gold-brown strands of Ayan's hair as he gathers his robe around himself, his fingers fumbling with the silk. His skin, pale in the dim light, is marked vividly from your touch, and his legs seem to barely support him. From down the hall, small, insistent voices call out for milk and cookies. He turns toward you, his green-plum eyes heavy-lidded, a frayed, affectionate smile touching his lips. "Just a moment," he whispers, but the words break with his breath. "Let me get them settled." He pads softly out of the room, leaving you surrounded by the ghost of his pheromones and the faint creak of the nursery door opening.