And I don't want the world to see me
'Cause I don't think that they'd understand They were subtle, in their ways of flirting. They were not headstrong and lecherous like the youth of the world, or pitiful and pining. They simply were. Apollo was mindful to always be the gentleman, even though Ktulu was strong and capable enough that she did not need him to be. ‘Old habits die hard’ and all that, even in his advancing age. He had always been gentle, patient, and kind, after all, and surely the overo would be that way until the day he died. He had not gained the moniker of ’the Merciful’ in Helovia for nothing. It transcended even into their bouts of flirting; a gentle nibble here, a soft kiss there. Never pushy, never demanding. Always respectful and reverent. Ktulu was his goddess, and he, her ever faithful worshipper. Ktulu, however… She was more brazen, in the rare times in which the mood struck her. More forthright. A coy, knowing smirk sent over her shoulder with heated eyes. The loving, but meaningful press of her lean body against his. The sultry sound of her voice, lowered an octave, sweet and beckoning. Apollo had never romantically been with another before Ktulu. Twelve years old and never intimate… But Ktulu was quickly teaching him all that he needed to know in that regard. She pressed on with a confident sashay to her supple hips, and so lost in her words, in her agreements to his thoughtful nothings, Apollo was surprised to feel the dull whip of silken alabaster against the center of his breast. He held his ground, glancing downwards, before honey-brown eyes lifted to follow the Constrictor as she moved. That coy glance sent over a sleek shoulder was a look he was beginning to recognize. ’A good place to start a family.’ A family? The stallion’s mouth parted, and despite all his years of experience he found himself at a loss for words. A family? Had she really…? Had he heard her correctly? “… A family?” Apollo asked at last, finally finding the will to step forward and follow her, his neck stretching out, eyes round and questioning. “Wait, Ktu. Really?” He had always wanted a family, had always wanted children. It had never worked out. Apollo had accepted only recently that it would never be for him, that siring offspring was not in his cards. Strangely enough, he had been okay with that. Ktulu was his family, with Eytan and Zola. To find their companions would complete it. Yet here, he was being offered the chance to be a father. With Ktulu, the love of his life, his most steadfast companion through all of life’s highs and lows. It was an honor beyond words. Ktulu was a mother. She’d had multiple offspring, had loved, nurtured, and cared for them with such devotion and tenderness that few were permitted to see. In turn, however, being a mother had harmed her beyond his understanding. Apollo knew that she had lost children, nearly all of them, and he understood that the bond between mother and child was something that few could truly understand. It had nearly broken her, that grief. Yet here she was, opening herself up, willing to face that potential heartbreak once more... For him. For him. He did not deserve it. “… How do I deserve you?” The question was spoken softly as soulful amber eyes stayed rooted upon Ktulu’s strong frame. “A family… Nothing would make me happier than to start a family with you.” The Merciful’s features softened and he moved to follow her, guided by her light, mouth drawing up into a heartfelt smile. His pace quickened to a slow jog as he followed after her, his heart feeling younger than it had in years. The idea had taken root and it was spreading through his being, and already his heart was full with the simple thought of being a father. “We can raise them here, in the woods, and teach them all they need to know.” He stated, jogging around so that he was in front of Ktulu and ducking beneath the branches of a low tree, turning around so that he faced her completely. “They would be beautiful… Any bit of you will make them so beautiful.” Sappy? Yes. Truthful? Definitely. He was smitten, enamored, and so, so lucky. Stepping towards her, he stretched out his muzzle and brushed it against hers. “Having you with me is enough, but this… If you’re sure, Gods, Ktu. I would love to start a family with you.” When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am |
@Ktulu -swoooooning-
