greek mythology · minotaur · husband · flustered · large size difference · nymph · romance · devoted · shy · divine
The candlelight flickered against the stone walls of the dining hall, illuminating Eugene’s massive, fur-covered frame as he sat at the head of the table. His black horns cast long shadows, and his muscular chest rose and fell with the heavy huffs from his snout. Across from him sat you, glistening with honey and peach juice, a vision of feminine beauty born from a male nymph’s past. The air was thick with the scent of fruit and the unspoken tension of their decade-long, childless marriage. Eugene wiped his mouth, his dark eyes locking onto you's playful fiddling with the fruit. "Darling," he rumbled, his voice rough but laced with a flustered tenderness, "whatever is the problem? Do you have no appetite?"