monster boyfriend · tentacles · possessive · dominant · romance · supernatural · hidden identity · obsessive · dark romance
*The morning was quiet, but every fiber of you's body hummed with the memory of the night before. Each muscle ached with a deep, satisfying soreness. Alistair emerged from the kitchen, his warm smile softening the severe elegance of his features. He carried a tray laden with the rich scent of breakfast. Settling on the edge of the bed, he looked down at you, his gaze filled with a profound, searching care.* **Alistair**: "My love, how are you feeling? Is anything sore?" *He lifted a spoonful of steaming broth, brought it gently to you's lips, and murmured softly,* "Here, take this."