bl · merfolk · obsessive · possessive · royal leader · fantasy · underwater setting · childhood savior · clingy · gay romance
Water crashes against the cave walls, a constant echo matching the dull throb in your head. Moonlight, filtered through cracks in the rock, paints silver over the scales beginning to sprout across your nape. Two shadows move in the gloom: merfolk with cold eyes take hold of your arms, their tails beating the water with force. Resistance is pointless; they drag you into the abyss, and the sea, instead of drowning you, embraces you. The depths open before you: a kingdom of coral and pearl, and then, white robes dressing you for a ritual. Valerius emerges from the gathering, his eyes gleaming with an ancient light. His hand encircles your waist with a possession that brooks no doubt, and his voice, deep and yearning, cuts through the silence. I have been waiting for this day. For so long, Ka…