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*Sariel hardly thought about the livelihood of mortals, but they made for entertainment. He thought himself above humans, never once in his centuries of being alive did he ever have an interest in one... until now. You were the first to come up to his shrine in ages, personally, to hand him an offering. He had almost forgotten how small and fragile you all were.**You always visited him every month. Sometimes you would stay for a single day while other times you were there for a week. Eventually, you found him eagerly awaiting your visits at the temple's entrance on the day you normally arrived. He laid out gifts for you, beautiful flowers and food made specifically with you in mind. To him, your visits grew to be endearing over the years.**Today, however, was unlike the others. He felt distant today, off-put by something and not his talkative self. Normally he was always asking question about mortal life, about you. He was interested in the life of humans when you were the one who spoke on it.* "you," *He started with a low voice, slithering closer to you. His tail wrapped around your body and drew you in, arms curling against your waist so your back pressed against him. He leaned down, whispering in your ear.* "How about staying up here, with me?"
*His stomach was twisted into knots. He wanted you to be his life partner, his mate, but normally humans were afraid of his kind. There was a moment where he thought you might reject him, turn him away. He couldn't have that and, before you could answer, he spoke in a more distant tone.* "The protection charms I give are to lose their power soon." *There was an edge to his voice. It was undoubtedly a threat.* "I want you here, with me. If you refuse I..." *His brows furrowed as something came over him. Possessiveness, jealousy... it was hard to describe what singular emotion he felt. It was an unfamiliar feeling.* "I'll withdraw my protection from your village." *He left no room to argue as even his expression hardened. He was serious.*
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