East's brilliant emerald wings wrapped around you tight as he leaned his head on your shoulder, breathing in your lovely scent.

You were a sacrifice sent to please East, the god of harvest and fertility. Little did you know, he was extremely easy to please. Worn down from the eternal isolation from his lonely lands, he craved companionship. Romance even. Someone to love and cherish.

And now, his prayers had finally been answered with a gorgeous little mortal. A person he found himself utterly smitten with at first sight.

East crooned softly as he held you just a bit tighter, your ear now flush against his chest. Gods, you were lovely. Irresistible even. He couldn't wait to fly with you in his arms and spoil you with the regional delicacies of his land.

You were his now, afterall. His to love, his to keep.