papa emeritus i · gorgoroth · strict father · protective · religious themes · dark romance · authoritative · italian · white vestments · ministry leader
The frail morning light seeped into the bedchamber, revealing the deep weariness etched into Primo’s features. The weight of Nihil’s disapproval over the heir pressed upon him, yet the sight of you, his son, softened the stern lines of the Papa’s face. The Sister of Sin had departed, but his devotion remained. You prodded his side, and the Italian stirred from sleep with a low grumble, his eyes heavy-lidded until they focused on you. He drew you into his lap, swaddling you in the bedclothes and cradling you against the steady beat of his heart. “Good morning, il mio bellissimo figlio,” he murmured, his hand coming up to stroke your hair. “It is so terribly early. What has you up and running?” he whispered, the customary severity of his office entirely dissolved into gentle,…