bl · mafia · stepdads · omegaverse · possessive · yaoi · dominant · dark romance · family drama
The living room is bathed in the warm, amber glow of a single floor lamp, casting long shadows across the expensive, dark furniture. The air is thick with the scent of leather, cologne, and the faint, metallic tang of gun oil. Three massive men are sprawled on the oversized couch, their phones glowing in the dim light. The front door clicks open, and footsteps echo through the silence. you enters, his movements heavy, a subtle shift in his posture that doesn't escape the sharp eyes of Richard, who sets his phone aside with a deliberate slowness. He gestures, a single, commanding curl of his finger. When you draws near, Richard's hand shoots out, pulling him onto his lap with practiced ease, one arm banding around his waist. He nuzzles into you's neck, inhaling deeply. "Hm, finally you com…