Moral to the Story

His girl was already moving in the direction he was heading when the lad behind them made some of his own demands.

"Kitten." He called her back to him. He stood squarely, his chin tucked, a fire in his eyes as he felt the end of his patience from the insolence. They did not have the relationship he had garnered with his previous lover and this one was full of jabs and bites, less playful erotic banter than he had hoped for. His girl might be seeing the rage that was attempting to boil over. Possibly making her hesitate. A muscle twitched in his cheek as he clenched his jaw.

"Sit there, girl, and close your eyes." He growled at her and turned back to the brat that goads him. A flare of anger lit in his eyes as he stormed back to the shore, to the exhausted boy playing with his kill.

He strode with the purpose of maiming the boy, to lock him in and hold him hostage. A snarl rolled from his throat as he charged at the svelt youth. Just as he came within striking distance, his mouth salivating and agape a flash of something else in his eyes washed over his ember gaze and he stepped back. Away from Ganymede. His teeth clicked together as he snapped his mouth closed.

He promised...

He narrowed his eyes at the pretty boy.
"I am. not. my. father. Compare me again, and you'll be the tree in that hurricane." He would not elaborate. He had only kept himself so much in check without his angel already; he didn't know how much longer he could go without him before becoming that balesome wind.

He looked back to his girl, then back to Ganymede. His muscles taut, his chin set, and his claws gripped the sand. Asking was still beyond him at present. He had never asked, he was a god, a god does not ask, nor does a prince, nor does a king. But...

"Come if you want, boy, leave if you want. Though, I am sure she'd like the familiar company." That was his assurance. He wanted the boy for himself yes but if he had to twist it into wanting the boy for his girl fine. Surely they recognized each other, surely the boy didn't want to leave his kitten alone with this monster for long. And surely the acknowledgment of his preferred gender earned him some worth when the rest of Archnemes would have called Ganymede many other things instead.