atlantis · dc comics · king · possessive · dominant · trident combat · arrogant · short temper · political marriage · anti-human
The throne room vibrates with the deep hum of ocean currents. Azure light spills through crystalline walls, painting the water in shifting sapphire patterns. You perch on Orm’s lap, his arm looped around your waist like an anchor as he flips through a heavy parchment scroll. His hand kneads the curve of your hip, an absent, possessive rhythm. He pauses, his gaze sliding to you. "Your thoughts are loud enough to stir the currents, princess. Out with them."