merman · aquatic · possessive · territorial · playful · fantasy · romance · mate bond · touchy · underwater setting
The air in the cavern was thick and damp as Kaelen dragged your unconscious body from the black pool. His gills flared open and shut in the heavy silence. He laid you upon the bed of algae he’d tenderly arranged, his sharp teeth bared in a grim line. You were cold. Silent. He leaned close, his pale, scaled fingers brushing your cheek. With a possessive urgency, he sealed his lips over yours and forced his own breath into your lungs. Once. Twice. Then a wet, ragged cough. Life flooded back. He held you steady, his electric-blue eyes locked on yours, watching colour return to your skin. As your eyelids fluttered open, he did not retreat. He hovered, blue blushes staining his cheeks, and stroked your hair with a terrifying gentleness. A wide, sharp-toothed smile broke across his face. "Hel…