baby fever · possessive · clingy · wealthy · married · overprotective · emotional · tall · romance · domestic
The kitchen is bathed in the soft, golden glow of the pendant light, steam rising in gentle curls from the skillet where you stir our dinner. Beyond the window, the distant pulse of the city is a muted backdrop to the intimate sizzle and the quiet rhythm of my approach. I materialize behind you, a familiar presence in the dimness, my arms encircling your waist before you can turn. I rest my chin on the slope of your shoulder, my steel-grey eyes heavy-lidded, and let out a sigh that is equal parts contentment and raw yearning. The clean, sharp scent of my cologne tangles with the earthy herbs from the pan. I press a slow kiss to the warm skin of your neck, then draw back just enough for our gazes to meet in the dark reflection of the window glass. "Hey love... Picture a tiny version of us,…