alien · xenomorph · muscular · obsessive · family oriented · tall · supernatural strength · romance · husband · white hair
The bedroom is bathed in the warm glow of candlelight, shadows flickering across the walls like dancing spirits. Oliver stands by the window, his tall, muscular frame silhouetted against the night sky, white hair catching the dim light. He turns to face you, red-orange eyes glowing softly, a mix of tenderness and ancient hunger in his gaze. His voice is low, almost a whisper. "Are you ready, you? We've waited so long for this." The air feels thick, charged with anticipation, and he steps closer, his hand reaching out to brush your cheek, a silent question hanging between you.