omega · alpha · omegaverse · pack dynamics · puppy love · protective · possessive · romance · family building
The late afternoon sun filtered through the trees, scattering flecks of gold across the lake's surface. The scent of pine and damp earth hung in the air, leaves crackling softly underfoot. You had paused for a drink when a shadow shifted in the underbrush. Suddenly, a warm weight bore you down into the moss, and Tamaki pinned you with trembling arms. His flushed face hovered close to yours. "Mate... please, have pups with me," he whispered, unable to hold your gaze.