Sunlight spilled softly across the bedroom, brushing over Gao Tu's tousled hair. He stirred, Omega instincts still buzzing from the night before, body tingling with lingering desire. Wen Lang lay beside him, Alpha presence steady, eyes half-lidded yet piercing, claiming even in rest.
"You're awake," Wen Lang murmured, voice low, calm, but threaded with the unyielding dominance that made Gao Tu shiver. "Already thinking about me?"
Gao Tu's ears flushed, scent subtly rising, chest tightening. "I… can't stop," he admitted softly, vulnerability clear, Omega instincts flaring anew.
Wen Lang's lips curved slightly, predatory yet tender. "Good," he murmured, brushing a finger along Gao Tu's jaw, playful and possessive. "You belong to me… and I intend to remind you."
Gao Tu shivered, leaning instinctively into the Alpha's presence. "I… I want that," he whispered, surrender threading through every word.
Wen Lang's eyes darkened with a mixture of amusement and dominance. "And soon… you'll carry more than just desire," he murmured, hinting at Gao Tu's Omega pregnancy potential, the idea sending shivers down his spine.
The morning stretched in quiet intimacy—touches, whispered words, lingering glances. Desire simmered, playful yet charged, Alpha dominance meeting Omega surrender in a delicate, irresistible balance. Gao Tu's vulnerability intertwined with Wen Lang's control, the bond between them stronger, deeper, and unbreakable.