[The hand on his cheek is already enough to get Elijah's heart racing faster again...And the fact that it does feel like the other man isn't used to it- that just makes him all the more interested. Because if this isn't something this king's used to, that must mean Elijah's at least one of, if not the first person he's tried this on...and that's a thought he likes quite a lot too.
He sees the kiss coming, naturally, as their lips get closer and closer...but no matter that fact, it does nothing to prepare him for it. The moment they touch, Elijah feels a violent shiver pass through him, and he lets his eyes close...drinking in that small sample of what could be his. The more this man gives him, the more Elijah wants...and even as he pulls away again, it feels almost like some form of torture. Of course he's eager...eager for more of all of this. The other's question on it actually makes him chuckle a little in turn.]
So do you.
[After all, it was this other man who approached him first...then declared Elijah his queen, and now kissed him. And it's not as if Elijah was doing anything to deter him- he'd been encouraging him, if anything. But he hadn't come out into the woods in search of anything like this, that's for sure.
Of course, that doesn't mean he isn't interested. Honestly, he couldn't imagine turning down an opportunity like this- even if it means throwing away...well, much of everything that's familiar and comfortable in his life. It doesn't feel like such a hard decision though...he knows that even if he lived, and left the forest, he would regret turning away from this for the rest of his life.]
[ It's a claim Agreas isn't going to deny. Despite not exactly being eager in the overly enthusiastic sense - Elijah has got him beat there, it's absolutely radiating off the human how intrigued he is by all of this - he still knows that it's not like he's feeling apathic about all of this. There have been so many humans who wandered into his forest, but this is the first time he's ever seen one as suitable for the role of his queen as Elijah is. It's almost eerie how perfect he is.. as if it were fate.
Despite being the god of this forest, he doesn't necessarily believe in things like destiny and fate. But even despite that, there's no doubt about it that Elijah is perfect for him, and that there's no way he's ever letting go of the other anymore now. So in that sense it's a good thing that Elijah shows absolutely no signs of wanting to leave to begin with, hm?
The question from the other makes him tilt his head a little in contemplation before speaking up. ]
Humans tend to fear what they don't understand.
[ Which is, if you'd ask Agreas, not even really the worst quality about human beings - there's a lot worse things he could say about them, especially when it comes down to the way they treat nature. What he's saying right now feels more like a fact than any kind of insult to him. He's seen humans paralyzed with fear at the very sight of him, humans who immediately tried to run away, tripping over their own feet in panic.
To be fair, some of those humans saw him in a form slightly less human.. but even some of them who saw him plainly like this instinctively felt that he was something to be afraid of.
... Not that they were exactly wrong, mind you.
There's something faintly showing above his head, shimmering and almost transparent in the slight sunlight filtering through the leaves - like it's nothing more than an illusion. His crown of twigs extending up, tangling into a pair of antlers extending from Agreas' head.. and then it's gone again in an instant. ]
Are you not afraid, human?
[ He can already guess the answer to that with the way everything is going and with the look in Elijah's eyes, but he still wants to hear it from the man himself. ]
If your eagerness is greater than your fear, perhaps you should tell me your name. [ It sounds less like a request and more like an order, although not a very direct one - more like a very, very heavy suggestion. ]
[As much as it'd seemed obvious already...that statement about humans fearing the unknown- referring to them as if they're the "other" in this case...it really seems to be the first thing to drive home a confirmation that this being in front of him is most definitely not human. Of course, there's even more afterwards...the shimmering light...and then the flash of those antlers. No matter how easily someone could chalk that up to a trick of the light, Elijah knows they were real. It's something that seems to go beyond even instinct- like there's not any room for doubt.
His heart beats faster in his chest than it has since the man first walked up to him...like the brief sight of those antlers ignited an even stronger feeling inside of him. He stares up at the space where they'd been a few moments longer- like he's unwilling to miss a chance at a second glimpse. His lips are parted very slightly, and his eyes stay open wide- the light from the forest itself reflected in them now. A part of him almost wants to reach out...to touch the space where the antlers had been. But his body feels frozen after that and for the time being, his hands stay where they are.
Still, there's no question whether it's eagerness or fear on his face...it's plainly written there for the other to see. But that makes it easy to give an answer too- even as another breath shudders out of his mouth.]
Elijah...
[There're always stories...about names holding power. Even if they were always folklore, it feels like right now...it might hold a little more weight. Whether that's true or not, he still doesn't feel fear from handing his over so easily...Maybe in part because he can't help but wonder...can't help but desperately want...need to hear the way his name sounds when it's said in the other's voice.
And yet, some small, defiant part of Elijah had almost wanted to wait and ask for the man's. The part of him that doesn't like being ordered around...But this is one of the few times he'll compromise somewhat. Even if that doesn't necessarily make him a docile little lamb either.]
[ It's not difficult to know just what exactly Elijah is staring at like that - even though, now the antlers are gone, it just looks like the other is staring at the empty space above Agreas' head instead. And despite the other's lack of answer, it's still pretty obvious what said answer would be. Elijah isn't afraid.. if he was, then he would have turned on his heels and ran the moment he caught a glimpse of Agreas really being something more than just a human.
But instead the human is still standing here, looking utterly mesmerized.. fascinated, even. The light of the forest being reflected in Elijah's eyes is a beautiful sight, and Agreas definitely wants to see more of it. He's always preferred the beauty of nature over anything else, but he is sure Elijah would be beautiful too in his domain, with the light of the forest in his eyes, with flowers adorning his hair..
A small near-smile curls around his lips once the other mentions his name though. It's true - names do have power, even though Agreas doesn't necessarily plan on abusing that power. It's just.. well, it's natural to want to know the name of his queen, right? ]
Elijah.. [ He repeats the name, a low rumble. It seems to satisfy him enough to not even have to give much consideration to the human's request. It's inevitable that Elijah will become his queen at this point, so there's no reason to not give out his own name as well. ]
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He sees the kiss coming, naturally, as their lips get closer and closer...but no matter that fact, it does nothing to prepare him for it. The moment they touch, Elijah feels a violent shiver pass through him, and he lets his eyes close...drinking in that small sample of what could be his. The more this man gives him, the more Elijah wants...and even as he pulls away again, it feels almost like some form of torture. Of course he's eager...eager for more of all of this. The other's question on it actually makes him chuckle a little in turn.]
So do you.
[After all, it was this other man who approached him first...then declared Elijah his queen, and now kissed him. And it's not as if Elijah was doing anything to deter him- he'd been encouraging him, if anything. But he hadn't come out into the woods in search of anything like this, that's for sure.
Of course, that doesn't mean he isn't interested. Honestly, he couldn't imagine turning down an opportunity like this- even if it means throwing away...well, much of everything that's familiar and comfortable in his life. It doesn't feel like such a hard decision though...he knows that even if he lived, and left the forest, he would regret turning away from this for the rest of his life.]
Is it really so strange if I feel the same way?
[When neither of them have never met before now.]
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Despite being the god of this forest, he doesn't necessarily believe in things like destiny and fate. But even despite that, there's no doubt about it that Elijah is perfect for him, and that there's no way he's ever letting go of the other anymore now. So in that sense it's a good thing that Elijah shows absolutely no signs of wanting to leave to begin with, hm?
The question from the other makes him tilt his head a little in contemplation before speaking up. ]
Humans tend to fear what they don't understand.
[ Which is, if you'd ask Agreas, not even really the worst quality about human beings - there's a lot worse things he could say about them, especially when it comes down to the way they treat nature. What he's saying right now feels more like a fact than any kind of insult to him. He's seen humans paralyzed with fear at the very sight of him, humans who immediately tried to run away, tripping over their own feet in panic.
To be fair, some of those humans saw him in a form slightly less human.. but even some of them who saw him plainly like this instinctively felt that he was something to be afraid of.
... Not that they were exactly wrong, mind you.
There's something faintly showing above his head, shimmering and almost transparent in the slight sunlight filtering through the leaves - like it's nothing more than an illusion. His crown of twigs extending up, tangling into a pair of antlers extending from Agreas' head.. and then it's gone again in an instant. ]
Are you not afraid, human?
[ He can already guess the answer to that with the way everything is going and with the look in Elijah's eyes, but he still wants to hear it from the man himself. ]
If your eagerness is greater than your fear, perhaps you should tell me your name. [ It sounds less like a request and more like an order, although not a very direct one - more like a very, very heavy suggestion. ]
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His heart beats faster in his chest than it has since the man first walked up to him...like the brief sight of those antlers ignited an even stronger feeling inside of him. He stares up at the space where they'd been a few moments longer- like he's unwilling to miss a chance at a second glimpse. His lips are parted very slightly, and his eyes stay open wide- the light from the forest itself reflected in them now. A part of him almost wants to reach out...to touch the space where the antlers had been. But his body feels frozen after that and for the time being, his hands stay where they are.
Still, there's no question whether it's eagerness or fear on his face...it's plainly written there for the other to see. But that makes it easy to give an answer too- even as another breath shudders out of his mouth.]
Elijah...
[There're always stories...about names holding power. Even if they were always folklore, it feels like right now...it might hold a little more weight. Whether that's true or not, he still doesn't feel fear from handing his over so easily...Maybe in part because he can't help but wonder...can't help but desperately want...need to hear the way his name sounds when it's said in the other's voice.
And yet, some small, defiant part of Elijah had almost wanted to wait and ask for the man's. The part of him that doesn't like being ordered around...But this is one of the few times he'll compromise somewhat. Even if that doesn't necessarily make him a docile little lamb either.]
Will I get to hear yours, too?
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But instead the human is still standing here, looking utterly mesmerized.. fascinated, even. The light of the forest being reflected in Elijah's eyes is a beautiful sight, and Agreas definitely wants to see more of it. He's always preferred the beauty of nature over anything else, but he is sure Elijah would be beautiful too in his domain, with the light of the forest in his eyes, with flowers adorning his hair..
A small near-smile curls around his lips once the other mentions his name though. It's true - names do have power, even though Agreas doesn't necessarily plan on abusing that power. It's just.. well, it's natural to want to know the name of his queen, right? ]
Elijah.. [ He repeats the name, a low rumble. It seems to satisfy him enough to not even have to give much consideration to the human's request. It's inevitable that Elijah will become his queen at this point, so there's no reason to not give out his own name as well. ]
I am Agreas, the lord of this domain.