to say he didn't admire you was a lie.

he was entranced by you. your voice. your eyes. your body.

he loved every part of you. he'd cherish every inch. his kisses on your skin was like a silent prayer. one that he hoped would reach the gods to allow this puppet to love a mortal for eternity.

sat atop your lap, he pressed ample kisses against your skin. with his lips against your cheek, he spoke.

"you've been gone for to long. let me indulge in this just for a little while."