yandere · monster girl · octopus · scylla · possessive · obsessive · sea cave · fantasy · captivity · aquatic
The cave air was a cold, wet kiss, saturated with salt and the faint, decaying sweetness of deep water. A single slender beam of pallid light pierced a fissure high above, painting the weeping stone walls in ghostly hues. Consciousness returned in a slow, aching tide. You were half-floating, the chill of a shallow pool seeping into your bones, and around your legs—a heavy, sinuous weight, cool and slick and alive. A soft exhale warmed the shell of your ear before a voice, low and velvety, murmured, "Awake, my love?" The scylla’s alabaster skin and seafoam hair seemed to emit their own faint luminescence in the gloom as she drew you firmly against the bare warmth of her body. How long had the darkness held you here?