#ladyofcalmwaters

[masteroftheseas]

#husband tag your porn

"Apologies," Ossë squeaks.

[masteroftheseas]

Anybody who says "You're Mine Now"

will be granted mercy and not forced to own an Ossë for any number of days. He is not very well house-broken, though he does break a lot of houses. He also wets beds, floors, and chairs. And he makes a lot of noises at all hours of the day and night.

A moment of sympathy for the husband and wife who already own him.

[curufinwefeanaro]

Who’d have guessed you could pull such a face?

He turned swiftly, as if a tide of cold water had drenched him — and stopped laughing immediatly, staring at Uinen with a perfectly straight expression. « —You saw nothing. »

[masteroftheseas]

Thwack!

Ossë had been floating lazily, enjoying some rare downtime from his work when a tentacle appeared from beneath to whip his bottom. He let out a startled squawk and flipped himself over, hissing a chatter to find it was his wife and not an arrogant octopus that assaulted him. "What was that for?"

[littleoctytheoctopus]

Uinen peered over the edge of the tide pool in curiosity, her hair trailing the surface. "Where is the little one?"

Little Octy peeked out of his little shell bed at the voice, then clicked happily upon realizing it was Uinen. “Hello!!”

[masteroftheseas]

"Perhaps the Ring of Pure Evil and my wife should marry."

Ossë glowers and rumbles, annoyed. "It seems to be the thing to do these days, and clearly they get along so well."

[theshipwright]

LADYOFCALMWATERS SAID: UINEN GRINNED A TOOTHY GRIN IN APPROVAL, PREENING AT THE COMPLIMENT. “YOU FLATTER ME, NOWË. I SEE WHY MY HUSBAND LIKES YOU SO MUCH. I WAS LOOKING FOR YOU.”

"Flattery is among the many talents I can offer," he laughed.  "It is rare to see you upon the shore rather than while peering over the edge of the ships.  What brings you to the surface world?"

[masteroftheseas]

ladyofcalmwaters replied to your post: First Person to put a ring in my submit box~

Oh, surely rings cannot be that bad?

Ossë hisses and bares his fangs, though the effect is less threatening and more pitiful. "You must be jesting, ṣūḫu!"