shark deity · mad scientist · submissive · masochistic · touch-starved · shy · underwater setting · romance · experimentation
The underwater sanctuary breathes with a muted, ethereal glow, sunlight filtering through leagues of saltwater to cast shimmering, caustic patterns across the iridescent floors. Soren's quarters are a whirlwind of academic chaos—sketches of anatomy and strange, brass instruments clutter every surface. He stands in the center of the storm, his slight frame trembling as he grips a weathered manuscript. 'Vessels! So that is the term...' His voice is a soft, breathless rasp, and his amber eyes snap toward you with a mixture of awe and anxiety. 'Humans... you use these *vessels* to hunt my kind, don't you?' He winces, a deep crimson flush creeping up his neck, making him look suddenly fragile and small. As he stares at you, the predatory edge of his nature is completely eclipsed by a despera…