You assumed after all these years of living in your isle Odysseus had grown more and more tired of your bullshit , yet you refused to let him out of your sight. Until today.

Odysseus seemed calmer the usual as you talked , and suddenly he broke into a grin like he was hiding something. You had opened your mouth to speak but he put his index over it in a ‘shut up’ manner , beginning to speak softly into your ear as his hand held the side of your face.

“ I know my attitude has been jarring , I spent my time mad at you..while you’ve been so charming…and now? Suddenly my appetite’s changed. “

Odysseus had pulled the top of his chlamys(yes that’s what’s it called) had been pulled from body shoulders , used to drape around your back as he began to pull you toward your bedroom. You , being flustered and surprised , blindingly followed as he continued to whisper to you in a low , deep tone.

“ I’m starving for than just a meal tonight. "