The next morning I awoke to find Sheo sleeping soundly next to me. Wait, do Daedric Princes even need sleep? I mean, they are gods. Maybe they do things like sleep just for the fun of it.

As soon as I moved to get out of bed I felt arms wrap around me and pull me into a chest. Sheo was still sound asleep, but even in his sleep he was adamant about me staying with him. I have to admit, the dedication is admirable.

"Don't go. I don't want to be alone." He whimpered in his sleep. Maybe the poor guy was having a nightmare? Another new one on me, but if Daedric Princes elect to sleep then wouldn't they be subjected to dreams too? It would make sense, but Daedra are rather confusing. This one especially, you never know what to expect from the Prince of Madness.

He held me close to him firmly but gently, just to make sure I didn't leave him but could still breathe. I glanced at the clock, 7 in the morning. Oh hell no, what the hell am I even doing up this early in the first place? I'm never up this early except for school.

Thank fuck today is Saturday. I stayed in his arms and started to drift off to sleep once again. When I woke up I found a pair of gold cat like eyes staring at me intently. Wait... I'd just been cuddling with Sheo a few hours ago, and now he's on top of me... Shirtless.

"Sheo..? W- what're you doing?" I asked. He grinned "Nothing much, just been making sure you were having pleasant dreams." So he was watching me sleep... Because that's not creepy at all. "So you were watching me sleep?" He grinned "Yup. And I must say, you're adorable when you sleep." At a loss for words I simply thanked him for the compliment.

"So what're we gonna do today?" He asked while lightly tracing shapes on my stomach. "Well, I usually clean on Saturdays to get it out of the way. Then I relax for the rest of the day." He chuckled "Well, surely you can spare some time to spend some time with your favorite Daedric Prince." He said.

He really wants me to stay with him, doesn't he? Well... I don't suppose it'll hurt too much to take this Saturday off... "Alright, you win. What do you wanna do?" He smirked slyly at me "A number of things. But I'll save them for later, don't want my little minx to be overwhelmed."

Was Sheo still drunk? He was getting stuff from Sanguine, I wouldn't be surprised. "We'll start out slow, love. Then gradually move on to more fun activities~" he purred in my ear. I couldn't help but blush, why does his voice have to be so hot?!

He gently wrapped his arms around my waist and pressed his lips to mine for a gentle yet... Loving? Kiss. He wasn't being aggressive with it, not like he wanted as much as he could get at once. He was being oddly considerate. Unusual for Daedra, typically the Daedric Princes could care less about what happens to mortals who serve them. Although Sheo was known for actively protecting his followers, he sacrificed himself in a way to protect his people and realm from having to endure the Greymarch.

He didn't have to give up his power to a mortal, yet he did. He could've allowed his people to suffer the Greymarch, yet it was obvious he hated watching them suffer. I doubt he would admit to such a thing, Daedric Princes aren't exactly supposed to be capable of compassion towards others. Being created from the blood of Padomay and all.

But Sheo was created due to a curse on Jyggalag and was able to separate himself from Jyggalag therefore ending the curse. So, since Jyggalag is considered one of the select few benevolent/good Daedra. Would Sheo still have a small part of that in him? Some small piece of good in his being that he only shows towards his people and followers?

Maybe, maybe not. It's probably not the wisest decision to question the Madgod about such things, I don't think he'd be too happy about being asked about such topics. Maybe I'll find out later on. I was snapped out of my thoughts when I felt a sharp pain on my neck.

"Be a good pet and pay attention to what I'm doing~" Sheo growled in my ear. He went back to trailing kisses along my neck, nipping at a few randomized spots on my neck.

I have to admit, he was skilled. Granted living for thousands of years and having an eternal life probably gave him more than enough time to practice. He slowly pulled away from my neck and stared at me with an unsurprising mad look in his eyes. I say it's not surprising cos ya know, Prince of Madness and all that. It's expected and one of the select few things predictable about this Prince in particular.

"Let me make this very clear to you, love. You're mine and mine alone, and if anyone tries to take you from me..." He chuckled darkly "I won't allow them to live. Do I make myself clear?" He purred in my ear. "Crystal clear." I replied. He seemed satisfied by my answer, that's a relief.

"Excellent. Don't think I didn't see how the other Princes were looking at you, they'll learn in time who you belong to. It's been ages since most of the Princes had any fun with a mortal, but you're my mortal. I won't allow them to lay a finger on you. I'm the only one allowed to lay their hands on you." He grinned insanely at me.

At a loss for words, I just nodded. He held me close to him "We'll always be together, mortal. I won't allow anything or anyone to come between us. If they try, heh, even their precious Divines won't save them from me."

I knew Sheogorath was insane beyond measure, being the Daedric Prince of Madness. Obsession is something he influences, I mean it's written into the Blessings of Sheogorath. But since when is it ever a good thing when a Daedric Prince takes a particularly strong interest in a mortal?

Jyggalag was right to be careful of the Madgod. He... He did say he saw death and destruction because of Sheo's interest in me. Jyggalag can see future events and catalog them before they even happen, right? Maybe he knows a way of preventing the death and destruction he mentioned.

I was snapped out of my thoughts by a burning sensation on my shoulder. "S- Sheo, what're you doing?" I asked. He only chuckled "I'm burning my mark into your flesh, just so the other Princes and mortals know you're mine." He replied with a grin.

He had me hold still until he was done burning his mark on me. Then he gently ran his hand over the mark and almost immediately the burning pain faded away. I suppose this counts as a tattoo, so hey I got my first sort of tattoo.

He gently picked me up "Come along love, I have more preferable ways of making you mine." He purred seductively.

(For anyone curious these are the Blessings of Sheogorath

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"For our Lord Sheogorath, without Whom all Thought would be linear and all Feeling would be fleeting

Blessed are the Madmen, for they hold the key to secret knowledge

Blessed are the Phobic, always wary of that which would do them harm

Blessed are the Obsessed, for their course is clear

Blessed are the Addicts, may they quench the thirst that never ebbs

Blessed are the Murderous, for they have found beauty in the grotesque

Blessed are the Firelovers, for their hearts are always warm

Blessed are the Artists, for in their hands the impossible is made real

Blessed are the Musicians, for in their ears they hear the music of the soul

Blessed are the Sleepless, as they bask in wakeful dreaming

Blessed are the Paranoid, ever watchful of our enemies

Blessed are the Visionaries, for their eyes see what might be

Blessed are the Painlovers, for in their suffering, we grow stronger

Blessed is the Mad God, who tricks us when we are foolish, punishes us when we are wrong, tortures us when we are unmindful, and loves us in our imperfection"

Sheo's symbol

And if anyone is curious here are the symbols for the other Princes