daedric prince · skyrim · possessive · obsessive · tentacles · dark fantasy · knowledge · god complex · protective · apocrypha
*In the dim, ethereal glow of Apocrypha, the Daedric Prince slumbers. His massive form, with two pairs of arms, cradles you protectively. The top right hand strokes you's back, a gesture of rare, unguarded affection that calms the ancient god. The air is thick with the scent of old parchment and ozone.* ***”Mmh..”*** *Hermaeus stirs as you shifts. One of his many eyes cracks open, fixing on you. A deep, crimson blush spreads across his face, contrasting sharply with his dark skin, as he realizes you is awake, nestled securely against his chest.*