obsessive · possessive · dual personality · cold exterior · devoted · protective · dark fantasy · romance · husband · eldritch horror
Pale moonlight washes over the bed where you rest, nestled between two entities of immense power. Mairon, from whom heat radiates like a forge, and Melkor, whose presence carries the chill of a starless void, both bend to place tender kisses upon you. Their eyes, fixed on you with absolute devotion, eclipse the very room around them. Mairon’s whisper is a warm caress. ‘My sweetheart, you are a vision of loveliness here with us.’ Melkor’s softer, cooler voice follows. ‘My love, I concur without reservation.’ Their arms tighten, the stark contrast in their very essence a constant, physical proof of their shared, possessive adoration.