@culhund: kisses.
a hungering continuously festers within the alter’s heart , unlike anything the king has ever bore witness to before . the chance that ozymandias himself knew what it was that the berserker’s own heart desired was probably more on the nose than EITHER OF THEM CARED TO ADMIT . the massive shape within the darkness gives rise to a peculiar sense of curiosity & intrigue to rise within the sun god , prompting him to glance back upon entering , doubting himself for the briefest of seconds as to whether or not he had retired to the right room . no , he knows with certainty that this is HIS bed chamber . then what is it that had possessed the berserker , he wonders to himself as he begins to draw closer .
❛ ‘ did you get lost on your way back to your room ? ’ ❜ he quips with a slight JERK to the corner of his mouth , a familiar appearance worn day in & day out when attending to his duties . the presence of the berserker is often noted by his council , his vizier often remarking on the fact that they were joined by cu . whether they thought it unwise of the king to seek his council was of no matter to him . HE SHARES VALUABLE INSIGHT , & ONE OZYMANDIAS RESPECTS .
but this is nothing like those times prior , where taloned hands extend towards the king’s gold bangled wrists & close around them , only to loosen & slip further down to gingerly hold his hands . ozymandias’s brow raise inquisitively then , softening in the silvery light of the moon that spills over them & the floor . a soft rattle fills the silence between them , the king quickly realizing that it was cu’s own soft breathing . a harrowing sound , surely often mistaken for some HORRIBLE BEAST prowling along shadowy edges , awaiting for the proper time to strike & shatter bone within iron maw . 𝐃𝐎𝐄𝐒 𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐊 𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐕𝐈𝐄𝐖 𝐇𝐈𝐌 𝐎𝐅𝐓𝐄𝐍 ? 𝐇𝐄 𝐎𝐍𝐋𝐘 𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐎𝐄𝐒 .
❛ ‘ no , i wanted to see you . ’ ❜
the admission brings ozymandias to furrow his brows , lowly hum pushing past his lips as cu draws him even closer to himself , the rough scrape of scaled tail sliding over the stone ground around their feet . a moment of contemplation , before a quiet , amused s c o f f escapes him & crooked smile returns to his face as he closes the space between them , feeling clawed hands wrap around his waist , lifting him just enough to set him down on his lap . he feels the slight PRESSURE of the deadly spikes adorning cu’s thighs against his backside , paying it no mind as he gazes up at the berserker & fearlessly reaching up to further REVEAL the face that often finds itself shrouded beneath the hood . it’s how he recognizes the instant cu averts his gaze from his , horns upon his skull glinting in the cool light of the room , ozymandias smoothing his fingers over them BARELY as they follow a path down towards his face .
they’re not what captures ozymandias’s attention ; it’s the way that cu REFUSES to look him in the eye in such a moment of a comfortable intimacy . the king of kings FROWNS then , head inclining before hand lifts to cradle the side of cu’s face , warmth of his touch lingering upon the markings that twist beneath his eyes .
❛ ‘ then look upon me . 𝐒𝐄𝐄 𝐌𝐄 . ’ ❜
it comes not as a request , but a quiet command . where voice usually finds a teasing lilt , it now bears none as he gazes upon the child of light before him . it must have caught him by SURPRISE , he thinks to himself , catching the uncertain flicker of red darting towards him before darting away .
❛ ‘ you wanted to see me , did you not ? ’ ❜ there’s the beginnings of a faint SMILE on his lips then , though there is a serious that holds in vibrant , golden eyes as he looks up at the berserker . volume of his voice remains constant , a steady quiet that seeks to PROVOKE cu’s familiarity during these acts , even if it still feels f o r e i g n . perhaps that is what proves to be enough for him to finally turn his full gaze towards the king , lips parting with the strange , bone-rattling EXHALE as burning embers lock with molten gold , briefly flickering over his countenance before the berserker leans down to press lips against the king’s own . a short intake of breath before their lips seal together , feeling the consuming WARMTH he draws in from the warrior that stirs further within the pit of his belly as dark crown tilts , the ghost of a smirk curling the outer corners of ozymandias’s lips as his hands fall onto cu’s broad shoulders .
upon parting , he releases that familiar , husky chuckle that often would follow such a kiss , lips still hovering close to cu’s . he holds no reservations towards his emotions towards the berserker , towards the close TRUST that developed & bonded them together . fear of the unknown is only found within those UNWILLING to learn about what which is strange to them . cú chulainn is no stranger . not to the great ozymandias , 𝙺𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝙾𝙵 𝙺𝙸𝙽𝙶𝚂 .
❛ ‘ 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 , 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐨 𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐮𝐥𝐭 ? ’ ❜
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