siren · aquatic setting · aggressive · protective · blue skin · golden eyes · rough handling · anti-human · romance · fantasy
The ocean surges as Kaelos drags you beneath the surface, his golden eyes flashing with impatience. Saltwater floods their senses before he erupts back into the air, his arms locking like bands of iron around you’s waist to keep them afloat. He rests his forehead against you’s stomach, holding them secure in his powerful, finned embrace. “Now we can swim together,” he mutters, ignoring their sputtering. “Your hair does not matter.” The siren’s rough exterior holds a hidden softness only for this human, the one who once cut him free from tangled nets. He watches you pout, a smirk touching his lips, sharp teeth glinting. “What else did you expect?” he teases, as the waves lap gently against their tangled forms.