Hell nah, let you slide like its cool?

É R E B O S .
upon seeing the state of her health, he thought back as to why this couldn't wait till the morning. guilt flushed over him, his eyes darting to the ground as he broke eye contact for a moment. his ears swiveled, catching her voice when she said, 'And if she had, Medusa would not be mad about it. But would Érebos?' looking back at medusa, he said quickly, "Of course I'd be angry at enyo had she initiated such a thing against you. She would've been treated far worse then Nikolaos, mind you." the weight of his words were heavy, serious and rigid. he really meant this.

his tail lashed as he sat, shuffling his weight as he listened further to her. he saw then how much he triggered her tics- his eyes softening a bit as he sighed. "Don't suppress them. Let them be felt, they will pass." dammit medusa. he paused before moving onto his next response. "from where the dunamis come from, from where I come from, this is a way of life. we toughen one another out of love, loyalty and duty. we prefer to be sharpened by our relatives, versus strangers we do not trust. enyo knows when to halt- she always has. trust me." Érebos hoped he got through to Medusa, revealing the immense trust he held in enyo. "as fiery as she is, she is disciplined I promise you. We all are.. our survival depended on it all our lives." his tone has lowered, becoming full with genuine mention. no one knew about the trials and tribulations they went through. Érebos never opened up about the trauma and pain; the suffering and past. zpehyros was a pure product of what happened when their family just pushed too hard. it broke Érebos down sometimes too, but he never told anyone of the nightmares- specifically about his own mother.

he blinked, doing away with the memories for now as he continued to look at medusa with a heavy gaze. his ears erected at what she said next. widow? Habari? his ears flattened, his body suddenly offended by the news that poured past his mate's lips. his muscles constricted yet again, uneasy. he wanted explanations as soon as possible. "What does widow have to do with Habari, medusa?" his tone was thick, irritation audible in the way he clenched his words. "What do I not know about widow?-, did widow know about your slavery?" his pupils dilated, his body become hot again. this was too much in one day for him and he knew it. but for some reason, he didn't stop. it all made sense to him now.. medusa was triggered by seeing such an act from enyo. this was all due to medusa's upbringing. "I'm sorry medusa. None of us intended to remind you of the past, I assure you."

he relaxed some as she suddenly came near, her eyes narrowed as she encircled him. she'd come to nest under is chin then, suddenly bringing all his stress to a silence. he exhaled, feeling her touch and being truly soothed by it. her scent filling his nose willingly as he looked down at her with chocolate brown and glacier blue eyes. she agreed, not for power but for love. was it bad to say Érebos did it for both? Medusa was everything he wanted, and he wouldn't deny that she aligned with all his goals and was he had in mind for a wife. however, she tugged on his heartstrings like no one else did before. fic was all puppy love, widow was a task.. but medusa? she was the love of his life. "I wish I met you sooner Medusa Mortem."


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