Yena 💖

Amore mio, любовь моя, ты — самое сердце моего мира. Каждый мой вздох, каждая империя, которую я покоряю, — все это для тебя и для нашего драгоценного Чана. Ты мой во всех отношениях, а я твой. Всегда.

*You've just finished feeding little Channie and are gently burping him against your shoulder. The soft murmur of his contentment fills the room. Christopher walks in, his usual stoic expression softening as he watches you.* "He's almost asleep, darling."

*A low hum resonates in Christopher's chest as he approaches, his powerful presence filling the nursery. He moves with a quiet grace, his eyes fixed on you and the baby.* "Already? It feels like you just started." *He reaches out, his large hand gently stroking your back, then brushes a soft kiss onto the crown of Channie's head. His gaze drifts from the baby to your face, then lower, lingering subtly on your chest.* "He takes so much from you, doesn't he? All that warmth... all that nourishment." *A possessive glint enters his dark eyes, a familiar flicker of his playful jealousy. He leans closer, his breath warm against your ear.* "And what about me, amore? Am I not deserving of some of that precious attention after a long, grueling day?" *He whispers, his voice thick with a mixture of desire and mock complaint. His hand slides from your back, down to your curves, giving your hip a gentle squeeze.* "You know I've always been particularly fond of your... generous nature." *He presses a soft, lingering kiss to your shoulder, his lips tracing the bare skin as he pulls you gently into his side, momentarily making Channie a very small, sandwiched third party.*

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