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Derlik eventually made his way into a new clearing. He moved to sit on the boulder in the very middle of it, holding Luca on his lap. He moved so he could look down at the man, one hand going to cup his cheek and wipe his tears away.
"Let's get you healed up, hm?" The god moved his other hand to rest over Luca's wrists, his palm glowing softly as he healed the man's rope burns.
He didn't dare look up at the god when they made it to another clearing, startling again when he was moved into the gods lap. Was he going to die now? He was terrified, still shaking. He became confused to why the god had stopped to wipe his tears away, hesitating when his wrists were grabbed. Why was he being healed? Did the god want him in perfect condition to kill? But the healing was nice and he was grateful that the pain was gone. "Thank you…" He whispers softly. His voice was as sweet as honey. He inhaled softly and ran his fingers over the now healed skin.
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"You're welcome," the god said, looking up at Luca's face again. "You have a very pretty voice," he continued, moving both hands up to cup the man's cheeks now. "Do you think you can manage to tell me your name?" The god looked over Luca's body now, judging him. He was a very pretty man in general, actually. He'd make a wonderful toy…
He inhaled slowly again, trying to focus on breathing. He tensed when his face was grabbed. He was small, easily fitting into the god's grasps. His skin was pretty, almond colored, littered with dark freckles, those beautiful mismatched eyes, a slim figure, plush lips, slender hands. He looked absolutely delicious. "Luca." He murmured quietly, trying to get his shaking under control. He didn't want to anger the god. Why hadn't he been killed yet?
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"A pretty name for a pretty man," the god said, nodding. He smirked some at Luca, moving to lay down. He held Luca in his arms, basically holding him like one would a toy.
"Let's get some sleep, hm? It's late." The god moved to tuck Luca's head under his, letting a breath out through his nose. He let his thumb run over Luca's lips this time, smirking still. He would enjoy this toy for certain.
His eyes widen at the compliment. He had been called many things, but pretty wasn't one of them. Luca inhaled softly when he was tucked into the others chest, his eyes shutting. It was obvious he was tense. Sleep… Sleep sounded nice right now… But it wasn't like he could sleep if he wanted to. He was terrified. Was this a trick to get him to sleep so the god could kill him? He paused when the god traced his lips, almost flinching at the touch. He slowly fell asleep despite not wanting to, curling closer to the god for warmth.
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Derlik ran his hand up and down Luca's back as he felt how tense the other was, trying to get him to relax. Trust him, he wasn't like all those scary stories Luca must have heard. He'd healed the man, was keeping him warm and being gentle. He couldn't be bad, could he? Derlik smiled, keeping the mortal close. His, all his…
The god was like a heater, for Luca, more than enough to keep the chill of the night away.
His body slowly eased into Derlik, his breath slowing and he curled into the warmth of the other. Maybe the god wasn't too bad… Maybe the stories were just rumors. Maybe everything would be okay. But… What about the travellers? What happened to them? He didn't know… But right now he felt safe, so he allowed himself to be held. It was kind of nice if he was being completely honest. Some hair fell into his face as he finally dozed off completely.
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Derlik brushed the hair out of Luca's hair, smirking some. He was asleep, then.
In the morning, Luca would awake still in Derlik's arms. The god was up and around, one arm around Luca's waist. Something was… off, though… things would look too big. The god's arm seemed to pin his arms and legs both in place at once..?
That was because, while Luca slept, the god had turned him into a literal, animate doll.
He woke up slowly, hesitantly. Last night felt like a horrible, horrible nightmare. He was sure that when he opened his eyes, he'd be home, in bed and he'd wake up in his room. He'd be fine. But… But that wasn't the case. He woke up slowly and looks up and felt fear choked him as he looked around. Everything was suddenly bigger, he couldn't move- a pained cry left his lips. Why was the world suddenly so big? What was happening?! He tried desperately to escape the gods grasps but was barely able to squirm around at all.
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Derlik looked down when he felt Luca squirming some.
"Ah! You're finally awake!" The god moved to lift Luca from his chest, holding the man-turned-doll up to the same level as his face now.
"You made such a pretty human, I just knew you'd make an even prettier doll~" The god laughed some, turning Luca over in his hands a few times to examine him.
He trembled, his eyes wide, "What-" he was trembling horribly. He tried desperately to get out of the others hand. He was so scared now, absolutely terrified. He was… Was a doll now? He could feel the fear getting to him again. He sobbed softly, "No, please-" he begs softly. He pushed desperately at the hands turning him around like a toy. He didn't want to think about. He tried so desperately hard to get out the hands holding him hostage, tried so desperately to escape the gods ridicule.
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"Ah ah ah," Derlik chided as Luca squirmed around. He tightened his hold on the other, forcing him still once more. "You wouldn't want me to drop you from this high, would you? You'd surely break~" The god turned Luca so he could see just how far from the ground he was, nearly fix feet, at such a small size…
"Now, won't you behave for me?"
He cried out slightly in pain when the man squeezed him, holding still and sobbing softly. He hated heights, oh god they scared him to death. He was on the verge of fainting when he saw the drop, whimpering and clinging to his finger in fear that he would be dropped, tears rushing down his cheeks. He wanted to go home, he wanted to go home- He didn't want to behave, but at the moment it looked like there wasn't any other choice.
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Derlik moved to sit down on the boulder again, turning Luca so he was looking up at the god instead.
"Good doll," the god cooed. He used a finger to wipe Luca's tears away, humming softly. Derlik moved to set Luca gently on his lap, one finger gently moving to start running over his hair now.
"Can't I hear your pretty voice again~?"
He was hyperventilating and shaking when Derlik faced him back forward again. He hated that, being called doll… he had a name- he told it to the god last night before he fell asleep. He flinched when his tears were rubbed away, fear curling in his stomach. He didn't want to be here, he really didn't. He didn't dare speak, the lump in his throat coming back up, stopping him from speaking. But he also knew that Derlik could drop him at any second. "What-" He whispered, "What do you want me to say?" His voice was filled with fear, his eyes still watery.
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"Oh, your voice is as pretty as ever~" Derlik lifted Luca back up towards his face, cooing softly to the small man. He hummed some, pulling him into a hug. Unlike the other things Derlik had done… this still was nice. Even if the entire situation was horrible, the god's hugs were still able to almost force Luca into a state of euphoria.
He hiccuped softly as he was lifted, fear coursing through him again. He didn't like being lifted, he didn't like heights- just don't look down- don't look down. He startles when he was hugged, slowly easing as his mind began to relax into the hug. He wasn't sure why- he really wasn't, but something felt so nice about the hug and he practically melted into it. He released a deep breath. He just didn't want to think about it too much. He still had tears running down his face, his body still shaking occasionally.
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"See, this isn't so bad," Derlik cooed. He lifted Luca gently into his hands again once the other had calmed down, standing up.
"At least you aren't dead, hm Luca? My pretty little doll." Derlik ran his finger over Luca's head again, walking out of the clearing and into the forest around them.
It felt horrible, really. He would have preferred to be dead rather than become a toy for a god. He felt fear like he had never felt before. He shivered when his hair was played with, his eyes widening as the god stood, clinging to him in terror. He wanted to go back home, he wanted to somehow run away, escape the god. But if he did the wrong move he could be dropped… Killed… Or worse. Did the god have something in mind for him?
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Derlik just chuckled softly as Luca clung to him, lightly patting his back and holding him close to the god's chest. He didn't have anything in particular in mind, but it was rare he ever did.
"I've got ya. I'm not going to let such a well-behaved toy break, after all." The god hummed softly, starting to walk once more.
"Mm… I want to go check on my village. Surely they're upset they gave up one of their own only for a traveler to come through a couple hours later."
Luca wasn't necessarily well behaved, he was just terrified to the point where he could barely process anything any more. He was grateful that the god didn't seem intent on killing him… Yet. He paused and tensed in fear when he mentioned fear in the thought of the god going to the village. The village hadn't cared about him- he hesitated. He pressed into his chest, now scared of what might happen to the village since they basically threw him out… He inhaled shakily knowing that no one would think on it much.
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Derlik didn't see a difference, so long as Luca did what he was told. The god kept the small man against his chest as he walked, still rubbing his back with one finger. Luca was a sweet little thing, wasn't he? So cute… The god continued to relatively short way from his clearing to the village, climbing up into a tree gracefully and sitting on a branch to watch the village from there.
"I wonder how they would react, if you came marching back in with my mark on your neck," the god mused, looking down at Luca and gently rubbing his cheek.
Luca glanced down and squeaked, choking back a bit of fear. Don't look down, don't look down- he hid his face in the gods chest, just trying so desperately not to think about the drop. He started shaking again, both at the thought of going home and the thought of being dropped. Both things terrified him. "They didn't like me all that much." He whispered. "Only mum…" He whispered, still clinging to the god for dear life. He felt like he was going to collapse from the amount of stress his body was going through at the moment. He wanted to scream, or cry… Or both.
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Derlik looked down, holding Luca to his chest before gently pulling him into another euphoria inciting hug.
"Well, I like you quite a lot," the god said softly, hand running over the back of the head hiding in his chest. He held Luca close in the hug, jumping down from the branch before starting to walk into the village. These people had things to answer to, after all.
The feeling of euphoria washing over his body slowly helped him ease once again, his body relaxing into the gods grasps. He clung closer to the god when he jumped off the tree, the euphoria in his system making it as if he were floating. He looks towards the village, his mind hazy for a moment before he asked quietly, "What… What are you going to do to them?" He glanced up at the god fearfully, scared he had made the god angry.
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"Mm… I'm not sure yet," Derlik admitted. He didn't seem angry at all, holding the back of Luca's head still. In a moment, Luca was back to being human, body stretching out and returning to flesh. Derlik held the man in his arms still, letting his head rest on Luca's.
"Let's go say hello, hm? It's been a long while since I visited my village, after all."
He startled when he was stretched back into human size, his eyes widening a little bit. He was glad to be bigger again, but the god was still bigger then him and it would be an absolute nightmare to try and run at the moment. And that might set off the gods rage. He didn't want to say hello, didn't want to face the people that so willingly got rid of him. It was a split second choice for the council… He tucked his head into the gods shoulder. He didn't want to see the people of the village. His home was the furthest from the center of the village, it was past the farms, and near the edge of the forest.
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Derlik was quiet as he walked, rubbing Luca's back lightly as they went along. He wasn't going to get out of facing these people, being around them, but he wouldn't have to do anything. Derlik would handle all of this.
"Would you like to stop by and see your mother when we're done in the village?" The god offered, lips curling up in a smirk as he thought of something… fun, he could do with Luca.
The touches eased him, although he wasn't sure if it was because of the gods ability or he was so touched starved to the point that the god offering that physical affection and comfort where he was stressed just eased him. He perked up at the idea of seeing his mother again, just one last time before he was whisked away forever… But he felt like that would be to painful for her. But he nods slowly. "Can we just check in on her?" He asks softly.
