Join him

After looking at the dirty, decrepit floorboards for a few seconds, and with a sigh, you slide onto the other side of the bed as the monster. It's more comfortable than you were expecting, but after the bumpy ten hour carriage ride you're pretty sure anything would be. A few feet away from you, Bowser continues to exhale blasts of hot air tinged with a faint suphur smell- it feels like you laid out a cot on the floor of Toadstool Castle's forge. It doesn't take long for your weariness to overpower your anxiety for your future life, and the rhythm of the beast's heavy breath lulls you to sleep.

You're awoken in the morning by beams through the holey curtains, confused for a moment before realizing the weight on your side was Bowser's massive arm draped over you. You're facing away from him, but it's pretty clear that he's still asleep, so, carefully, you begin to extradite yourself. However, his arm is too heavy to move gently, and within moments you can feel the Koopa stirring, before suddenly being grasped and pulled in with a booming laugh.

"Nice of you to join me, wife!"

You can feel his morning wood stiffening against your leg in his embrace, and he laughs again.

"Now, why don't we REALLY enjoy sharing a bed?"