The apartment was heavy with quiet anticipation. Gao Tu sat on the sofa, Omega instincts heightened, fingers nervously tracing the edge of his coat. His thoughts kept returning to Wen Lang, the Alpha whose presence made every nerve in his body hum, whose dominance pressed gently but undeniably into every corner of his mind.
"You've been quiet all day," Wen Lang murmured, voice low, deliberate, Alpha dominance threading every word. "Thinking about… us?"
Gao Tu's chest tightened, ears flushed, scent rising subtly. "I… I can't stop," he admitted, voice trembling with both longing and uncertainty. "About you… about… the child."
Wen Lang's eyes softened, but the Alpha dominance remained undeniable. He stepped closer, fingers brushing lightly along Gao Tu's arm—a subtle claim, intimate and magnetic. "Good," he murmured, voice low, possessive. "You're carrying more than desire now. And I'll make sure you feel safe… claimed… loved."
Omega instincts flared violently. Gao Tu shivered, leaning instinctively into Wen Lang's presence, surrender absolute. "I… I want you… with me," he whispered, voice barely audible, surrender threading through every word.
Wen Lang's lips curved faintly, satisfied, predatory yet tender. "And you will," he murmured, hand pressing over Gao Tu's wrist, a tactile reminder of their bond. "I'll claim you… now and always. You and our son."
The tension melted into intimacy, desire simmering beneath trust and the promise of new life. Alpha dominance and Omega surrender intertwined seamlessly, hearts and bodies entwined in the slow, deliberate rhythm of love, protection, and possession.