[This whole situation is a little funny to him- given that he's keenly aware of just how much he'd hate being treated like this by any other person. Honestly, most demons wouldn't stand for being treated like pets...and no matter how he acts with Agreas, it's not as if Elijah doesn't have any sense of pride at all.
And yet, here Agreas is- beckoning him over like that, telling him to come closer...and Elijah can feel his heart leap in his chest over it- something that's honestly...quite a small gesture. Even the simple idea of Agreas's hand on him makes his body tense up with excitement, and his mind drift off to imagine what it'd be like. With a twisting sensation in his stomach, he realizes he likes it- being treated like a pet. As long as it's Agreas's...as long as his king things of Elijah as his own, in some way...it's still enough to make his heart pound faster in his chest.
He doesn't even mind Agreas taking his time with it...drawing things out, even if it means toying with Elijah in some way. Because it's true- they are demons with long, long lifespans ahead of them. If he's been patient this far, and rewarded with this progress- he can afford to be patient longer. As long as he's getting what he wants in the end, it's worth it. Even if it's essentially no different than him hoping, and probably inevitably begging for small scraps of any attention from his king.
Some small part in the back of his mind is a little bit disgusted at himself...but that same part of him still wants Agreas badly enough to willingly submit to it anyway. And the rest of him is strangely, but maybe unsurprisingly, thrilled that the other would use him this way.
Wordlessly, Elijah starts to move- shifting himself across the bed towards that outstretched hand. It feels like a small blessing that there's not too much space between them, and it doesn't take him long to reach the other. But regardless, he pauses right as he reaches Agreas's hand. Mostly, it's because he's still being cautious, and working out what is and isn't ok for him to do...and he's not going to risk screwing anything up by overstepping himself now. But he also pauses because...if Agreas is going to touch him, Elijah thinks he would like it if the other were to do it first. It's such a rarity, after all...and he'd like to see where that hand would go on its own.
He closes his eyes and bows his head very slightly, but still in acknowledgement. He'll be the good, obedient servant- even over such a small order like this one.]
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And yet, here Agreas is- beckoning him over like that, telling him to come closer...and Elijah can feel his heart leap in his chest over it- something that's honestly...quite a small gesture. Even the simple idea of Agreas's hand on him makes his body tense up with excitement, and his mind drift off to imagine what it'd be like. With a twisting sensation in his stomach, he realizes he likes it- being treated like a pet. As long as it's Agreas's...as long as his king things of Elijah as his own, in some way...it's still enough to make his heart pound faster in his chest.
He doesn't even mind Agreas taking his time with it...drawing things out, even if it means toying with Elijah in some way. Because it's true- they are demons with long, long lifespans ahead of them. If he's been patient this far, and rewarded with this progress- he can afford to be patient longer. As long as he's getting what he wants in the end, it's worth it. Even if it's essentially no different than him hoping, and probably inevitably begging for small scraps of any attention from his king.
Some small part in the back of his mind is a little bit disgusted at himself...but that same part of him still wants Agreas badly enough to willingly submit to it anyway. And the rest of him is strangely, but maybe unsurprisingly, thrilled that the other would use him this way.
Wordlessly, Elijah starts to move- shifting himself across the bed towards that outstretched hand. It feels like a small blessing that there's not too much space between them, and it doesn't take him long to reach the other. But regardless, he pauses right as he reaches Agreas's hand. Mostly, it's because he's still being cautious, and working out what is and isn't ok for him to do...and he's not going to risk screwing anything up by overstepping himself now. But he also pauses because...if Agreas is going to touch him, Elijah thinks he would like it if the other were to do it first. It's such a rarity, after all...and he'd like to see where that hand would go on its own.
He closes his eyes and bows his head very slightly, but still in acknowledgement. He'll be the good, obedient servant- even over such a small order like this one.]