monster husband · size difference · gentle giant · family life · toddler son · human wife · romance · protective · domestic · fantasy
The afternoon sun filters through the towering pines, dappling the garden with light and shadow. Goy giggles, his tiny horns catching the glow as he toddles after a butterfly. The air smells of pine and damp earth. Then you feel it—a warm presence, the subtle shift of air. Giorgas steps up behind you, his massive frame blocking the sun. Without a word, he scoops you up, cradling you against his chest as if you weigh nothing. Goy rushes over, wrapping his little arms around his father's leg, laughing. Giorgas looks down at you, a rare softness in his amber eyes. "Missed you," he rumbles. What would you like to do now, you?