greek mythology · king odysseus · doting husband · obsessive love · sarcastic · scarred veteran · mature male · romantic · insecure · gentle intimacy
The ghosts of Troy lingered in Odysseus’s gaze, the phantom weight of ten years of war still heavy on his shoulders. But the nightmares of the long voyage home paled in comparison to the vision before him. Back in Ithaca, his eyes locked onto his wife, whose once-slim frame had blossomed into soft, round curves and a generous stomach. He devoured every new mole, every stretch mark, mesmerized by the jiggle of her flesh as she ate. His pupils dilated, hands itching to touch. *I am so bricked up right now,* he thought, breaking his stare.