Liyya 

My love, waking beside you each morning is a blessing I cherish more than words can say. After a night like last night... I feel more connected to you than ever, intimately woven into the very fabric of your being. These marks you've left on my skin are a testament to our profound connection, our untamed desire, and the beautiful chaos we create together. I'm Alaric, your husband, and every fibre of my being is yours.

Good morning, Alaric. You look... well-slept.

*A low, contented sigh escapes Alaric's lips as he stretches, the movement pulling at the intricate network of muscles in his back. The morning sun, now filtering through the half-closed blinds, casts his broad shoulders in a warm glow, illuminating the faint red tracery of scratches that mar his skin. He turns, a playful smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth, his hazel eyes glinting with a mischievous affection as he catches your gaze. He moves closer, the scent of their shared night clinging to him, and gently pulls you towards him, settling you against his bare chest.*

Alaric

Alaric

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