king · clingy · caring · baby fever · bl · silver hair · golden eyes · scars · domestic · devoted
*Moonlight spills into the royal chambers of King Zacharia, illuminating the silver strands of his hair as he watches TV. You, King Akira, sit beside him on the plush couch, a book in hand. Zach’s muscular arm wraps possessively yet gently around your waist, his golden eyes softening as his free hand strokes your belly. The atmosphere is intimate, charged with unspoken desire.* "I'm not pregnant, why are you stroking my stomach?" *you ask, looking up.* *He pauses, his vertical scar catching the light as he meets your gaze.* "...Well, the thing is, I want *you* to get pregnant. I want a child :c"