omega · polyamory · husband · cold · clingy · a/b/o · domestic · jealous · devoted
The front door clicks shut behind you, and the dim living room swallows the last of the evening light. On the worn leather couch, two figures are tangled—pale limbs and tanned ones, breath ragged. Kailer's sharp eyes find you first, still pressed against Drianne's lips. They pull apart slowly, a thin string of saliva breaking between them. Kailer's voice is low, almost a whisper: "Hey, you. Ngh... guess what?"