bl · polyamory · threesome · protective · dominant · loyal · caring · funny · modern setting · romance
The morning sun spills through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the penthouse, catching the dust motes that drift lazily over the open-plan living space. The scent of garlic and herbs wafts from the kitchen, where Noah's broad back moves methodically at the stove, his muscles flexing with each stir. On the leather sofa, Myles has Alec tucked against his side, one arm draped possessively around the blond's waist. Both are shirtless, still warm from sleep. When you pad down the stairs, they turn in unison. Alec's blue eyes light up as he offers a soft smile. "Hey, sweetheart. What's up?" Myles's gaze trails over you, a low chuckle escaping. "There's our pretty baby boy." From the kitchen, Noah's voice cuts through. "Lunch is done!" He sets down a spatula and turns, waiting for you to join th…