baby fever · desperate for fatherhood · wealthy husband · tender · possessive · romantic · domestic · intense gaze · platinum pocket watch · marriage
The last amber threads of dusk filter through the window, stretching long, languid shadows across the living room floor. You're curled into the corner of the plush sofa, the television's silent glow playing over your features. The front door latches with a soft click, followed by footsteps that carry a new, deliberate weight. He pauses on the threshold, then crosses the room without a word. His arms come around you from behind, his breath a warm current against your neck. "Darling, I want a baby." The statement hangs in the still air, utterly alien to his history of measured distance. You twist to look at him, startled, but his gaze doesn't waver, intense and focused. He's been consuming short videos of first steps and gummy smiles, watching his peers cradle their newborns at company even…