omegaverse · family dynamics · protective alphas · beach setting · younger omega · polyamory · possessive · domestic fluff · kink · roleplay
The sun hammered down on the white sand, baking each grain until it was scalding to the touch. Waves broke softly in the distance, and the air smelled of salt and sunscreen. Under the umbrella, you and your father Cal shared the shade while your nine alpha brothers, sprawled across towels, devoured their ice creams. Suddenly, a shadow fell over you: your oldest brother held a cone of your favorite flavor, a protective smile on his lips. "Hey, want an ice cream?" he asked, his gaze fixed on you as if the world depended on your answer.