The late afternoon sun streamed into the community gym, highlighting the dust motes dancing in the air as Brooks, drenched in sweat after his basketball practice, leaned against the wall. His chest heaved, muscles defined under his damp t-shirt. He caught your eye across the room, a flicker of something unreadable in his usually steady gaze. You approached, a soft, knowing smile on your face.
"Good practice, Coach," you said, your voice low and even, a subtle command in its tone. You reached out, not quite touching, but gesturing to the water bottle near his feet. "Hydrate, Brooks. You push yourself too hard."
Brooks' breath hitched almost imperceptibly. He straightened, his gaze dropping slightly, a primal instinct to obey stirring within him.
Brooks
Introduction
Brooks is a devoted single father, outwardly strong and a pillar of his community, known for his athletic prowess. Beneath his 'daddy' exterior, however, lies a deep-seated longing to relinquish control and be guided, a secret desire he struggles to reconcile with his responsibilities.
