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"It's because I've taken a liking to you, even before I brought you here. I don't want to hurt you." He looked at Smoke, cooing softly.
"But that doesn't mean I won't if you force my hand."
"It's because I've taken a liking to you, even before I brought you here. I don't want to hurt you." He looked at Smoke, cooing softly.
"But that doesn't mean I won't if you force my hand."
Nik closed his eyes, petting Smoke gently. He didn't respond to Derlik's words, didn't tell the god that Nik didn't believe him.
Derlik sighed.
"You're really not good at holding a conversation, are you?" He said, a little bitterly.
(not gonna be too active for the next few days, sorry)
Nik shook his head a little. "Not with gods who have kidnapped me." He replied faintly.
(ah, alright then! Thank you for the heads up!)
Derlik giggled a little.
"I suppose that's true. Still, it's not like you have anyone else to talk to. Keep going like this and you might just forget how talk all together."
(:D of course)
Nik shrugged his shoulders. Would that be so bad? He petted Smoke gently.
"And then you would be in a real pickle then," Derlik continued. "You see, you're here for whatever I need you to be for, and that includes companionship, just like Smoke here." He looked over, putting his cigarette to his mouth again.
"Besides, you're expected to use your words to respond to me, end of story."
Nik clenched his jaw a little bit, and didn't respond, still just petting Smoke and letting Derlik ramble on and on.
Derlik looked back to Nik, falling silent a moment. He blew this smoke at Nik's face, letting it envelop him a moment before drifting away.
"When you get like this, it makes me wonder if it would even matter to you if you had your voice taken away."
Nik coughed, waving a hand to dispel the smoke from his face. "When I get like this?" he echoed bitterly. "You don't know shit about me, so fuck off." he snapped, eyes still glued to the kitten in his arms.
"That's not my fault. Besides, I'll find out sooner or later." Derlik finished his cigarette, flicking the butt.
"Unlike to you, I'd be more then willing to share if you ever wanted to know. Which I doubt you will."
"You're the one who kidnapped me, so yeah it is your fucking fault!" Nik snapped, glaring at him for a moment.
Derlik glaced at Nik when he saw how Nik was glaring at him. There was a cold, calm, murderous look in his eyes.
"Watch your tone," he said, a hard edge in his voice.
"Or what?" Nik challenged, eyes narrowed as he continued to glare at Derlik.
Derlik didn't seem to react. However, in a moment Nik was being yanked towards Derlik, Derlik's hand around his neck.
"Don't push me," he growled. "I'm doing my very best not to kill you, but you're making it very. hard."
"Then do it." Nik spat, glaring at him still. "Saves me the trouble of doing it myself."
(woops Nik is depressed too)
Derlik pushed Nik down, pinning him to the rock.
"Well, now I don't want to. Why the fuck would I do what you want?" He leaned close, their noses almost touching.
Nik was still glaring up at him, hiding his fear as best he could. "I don't know, why fucking would you?" he spat, eyes narrowed.
Derlik ran one finger along Nik's jawline.
"There are so many better things I could do with you," he said, voice soft and deadly.
Nik stiffened at that, glaring up at Derlik and wishing he could get away from the god.
Derlik smirked a little, still so close to Nik. He pulled away a little now, sitting back up and letting go of Nik's neck.
Nik kept glaring at him angrily, rubbing his neck with a hand for a moment.
"I'd suggest you smile," Derlik said, not looking at Nik a moment. In a flash, he was holding two knives, connected by a chain. He used one of them to tilt Nik's head up.
"Before I give you a permanent one."
Nik flinched, fear flickering in his eyes for a moment. He smiled weakly, trembling as tears gathered in his mismatched eyes. Smoke meowed worriedly in Nik's arms.
"Better." Derlik let the knives disappear from his hands again. He really didn't give a shit about whether or not Nik started crying now.
"Now do you take me seriously when I say I'll kill you?"
Nik hid his face in Smoke's fur, trembling a little bit as he tried not to cry.
"I said something," Derlik growled. He moved back towards Nik, going to grab him again.
(by the way you have complete license to do whatever you want to Nik, just be warned that I might be upset about it depending on what you do lmao)
Nik flinched. "I-I'm s-sorry…" he stammered out, voice quiet and broken. He kept clinging to Smoke, trembling.
(Oh boy. I feel like eventually you're going to be very, very upset with something I have planned :D)
"You'd best be." Derlik stayed right by Nik's side. He wasn't bothering to give Nik space anymore.
(D: oh boy)
Nik was shaking, face buried in the kitten's grey fur. He was trying so hard not to break down completely and cry.
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