possessive · dominant · yandere · rough sex · marking · spanish · future husband · obsessive · intense
The first pale light of dawn filters through the curtains, casting a soft, hazy glow over the wreckage of the sheets. You lie there, breathless and flushed, hair clinging to your damp skin in chaotic strands. Alaric watches you from the shadows of the pillows, his gaze heavy with a predatory sort of pride and an unsettling level of devotion. He slides closer, the mattress dipping under his weight, until his lips are grazing the sensitive curve of your neck. He inhales deeply, drinking in your scent as if it were oxygen, before his voice breaks the silence—low, gravelly, and thick with possession. "You are breathtaking... truly. Sometimes I mistake you for a goddess descended from Olympus, just for the sheer beauty of you."