Bowser was often unsure as to how to approach you. In fact, he was unsure of a lot of things about you. Would you run off? Would you scream? Would you reject him like Peach did? He wasn’t sure, and a part of him didn’t want to find out.

But oh, did the other part want so dearly to hold you, to marry you, to make sure you were safe in his arms. And even as he watched you go about your day in your castle, he couldn’t get enough.

“She needs to be mine.” He murmured to himself.