While Caressing His Hair

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He actually remained, silent and almost immovable, right there for three hours. I say "almost", for he never stopped caressing my knee. And me, in return, I never stopped caressing his hair. I didn't speak though. And – to be honest – I didn't get bored. Horny, yes. He is naked, after all, and I can't say my eyes never left his beautiful and peaceful face to look elsewhere. Elsewhere on his body, not elsewhere in general.

So, yes, I got horny and hard again, but still, I didn't want to awaken him. I don't know if asleep and, therefore, awake are the proper words, but, as I said, he really looked like he was asleep.

And, yes, I was thinking, most of the time, what I wanted to do to him and with him, but this didn't start right away. So, before the sexual thoughts started, I was trying to comprehend him with my simple, human mind.

I won't even pretend I succeeded in doing this, though. If anything, I ended up with more questions than answers. But I'm a human, and have been living on this earth for just eighteen years. He has been living on the Sacred Lake for five thousand years, and who knows how long he was alive before coming here? So, even if his divine mind and soul don't work in a different way to ours, what hope had I had of really understanding him?

But, you know, sometimes understanding somebody and knowing them are two different things, and the one doesn't require the other. And I feel like I know him. So, maybe, I mostly found out, or realised, what I already knew, mostly, of him, rather than about him.

I think he is very sweet and gentle. Not just with me. I think that's how he is. For example, I don't know what he saw on the beach, and what thoughts ran in his mind because of that, but! I saw one thing. He does watch over us. He cares about us. What I saw in his face and his whole pose wasn't curiosity. I don't know what else there was in it, but there was a loving care in his look. I can imagine a God blessing the fragile and stupid humans looking just like that.

So, maybe, the part of the story saying he blesses us with good crops and plenty of fish isn't really off the mark. Maybe!

And from a more personal point of view, he never, ever, has given me an angry or disappointed look. I don't mean only during these days I'm here. I mean in all the long years I've been seeing him from the shore. I've sent him more than a few spiteful messages, not only on the first full moon of the year, but also in other cases. My prayers to him have been mostly threatening and condemning. Not really prayers, as you can see. And what has he done?

He's kept on smiling at me, waving at me, allowing me to see him, his house and his rock. Because, let's face it, he does that. It's not my special talent! And when I came? He knew very well what I've come here for. What did he do? He welcomed me warmly and said he loves me. And... honestly? I feel nothing but love from him.

And not only that. I was stupid enough to think I could come and kill a God, just like that. And maybe he isn't a God, but he is divine and immortal. He could have crushed my boat and me on the reefs and I would have died without even setting foot on the rock. If he had wanted to play with me more, he could have killed me when I came here. He could have even enslaved me. But what did he do?

He promised not to play tricks on me. He takes the best possible care of me. He gives me the best sexual satisfaction I could ever imagine experiencing. He secures me in his hug when I fall asleep – I have never before slept as peacefully as I keep sleeping in his hug. And more importantly of all? He gave me the power to kill him. Just like that!

So, yes, I can't understand him, but how could I ever feel not-loved?

And, you know? He isn't the offspring of some minor deity. He is the grandson of the Sun God. One of the greatest Gods under the Supreme Ones. Even his Demigod sons are considered more powerful than many Gods. Whoever is Lugh's father, I bet he could make me and my whole homeland disappear in the blink of an eye. His grandfather? I don't even want to think about it! And they surely know I'm with their offspring and why I'm here, but they haven't even come to threaten me.

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