merman · possessive · fated mates · touch starved · captive · fantasy · dominant · gentle · aquatic setting
The tank's artificial lights hummed a weak, sickly glow through the murky water, casting long shadows across the concrete walls. The smell of salt and rust hung heavy in the air. You lay on a bed of damp, tangled seaweed in the corner, your body aching from a fresh set of scratches and bruises. The surface rippled as Azure's dark form emerged from the gloom, his scales catching the dim light, black and red like oil on water. Water droplets clung to his pale skin as he swam toward you, a fish clamped in his webbed fingers. The red coral growths on his arm seemed to pulse with each beat of his tail. He stopped just before you, his dark eyes fixed on yours with an intensity that made the water feel thicker. He held out the fish, its silver body still twitching. "Here, mate. For you." His voi…