Summary: Desire decides to meddle with a mortal that experiences no love or desires. Getting frustrated that you aren't falling for it. Needing to take matters into own hands, decending to the mortal world to meddle more. Forbidden yet unable to prevent falling in love with you. You feeling emotions for the first time.
Desire stared into the endless pool. Blurred faces passing as Desire’s hand swayed to the side. Mindlessly scrolling through the mortal world for an interesting prey. Hand pausing, it focused on a man. Desire’s eyes twinkled for a moment. Lasting less than a second as the interest had faded. Not enough effort needed to out his desires.
It was practically bubbling inside, one small pop would be enough for it to be outed. Sighing loud, Desire wanted more. Wanted a challenge. Wanting something to be entertaining. Wanting to be nails deep into a mortal, toy around. Have a real challenge to groove deep within the souls of people to unleash their desires. This one was barely worth the time. Not enough to bring satisfaction.
Desire’s hand swayed more, rushing through the world for a next victim. Anything to kill the boredom. Sped up, Desire barely caught a whiff of it. Yet a sudden feeling made Desire scroll back. Slowing down to hover over a girl. The girl becoming clear in the pool. Coming to sit up straighter, the challenge was real.
Odd and unnatural but somehow Desire felt no attraction or desires within the mortal. Not even the smallest bit of it. “Now that is interesting.” Desire said out loud. Eyes dazzling with pleasure. “I am going to have fun with you.” Stroking a hand over the mortal’s vision. Practically foaming with pleasures and fun. A challenge that could quickly be manipulated.
You rushed out of the building. A man holding the door open for you. Without a glance or a simple smile you rushed through. No interaction as you had no need for it. The man briefly quirked his eyebrow up, surprised by the no reaction. But with a shrug of his shoulder, he was over it. You ran up to the street, holding your hand out. Calling for a cab. Hearing a loud whistle made you look to your side.
Seeing a man wearing a long trench coat, hold his hand up as well. A cab came riding over, stopping just between the man and you. The man opened the door, holding it open.
He then looked over to you, gesturing for you to get in. “For you darling.” He spoke. Unfazed, you rolled your eyes at him. “Don’t tell me you called the cab over for me?” You responded. The man chuckled a bit. “I couldn’t stop my chivalry.” He answered with a small bow.
Staring at him with a certain expression of clear unwantedness. “I didn’t know I looked that desperate.” You bit back at him. Moving more to the side, whistling loud at another upcoming cab. The cab swerved to the side before you.
Without a word, you got in, closing the door behind you. “Hey you getting in or not?” The other cabdriver asked. The man shook his head bewildered. Looking confused at his hand holding the door open. “Uhm no…” He responded, shutting the door and stepping back. Scratching the back of his head with uncertainty.
Desire’s hands folded under the chin with a smirk. “Not easily swooned…” Desire said with a purr. Having done a little test to see if you would be fazed by a stranger’s chivalry. Numerous other girls might have felt flattered. Yet the mortal that had Desire’s eye was not. The even better for Desire was craving a challenge and a challenge it would be.
You arrived at your apartment compound. Getting in the lift to reach your level. A pair of hands swooped between before the doors fully closed. Making her soft squeal, doors opening again. You made room so that she could get on. With a huff, she pulled out her phone. You pressed the button so that the doors closed. Watching the numbers go up, you heard the girl giggle softly beside you. Eyes glued to her phone. Biting her thumb subtly. Before you knew it, she shoved her phone under your nose.
“Which one do you think is the hottest? I have to go for the left one. I mean if he invited himself over to my place, I would devour him.” She asked. You looked down at the photo. A comparison of two men. You simply shrugged your shoulders.
“Come one, you must have someone that attracts you.” The girl kept persisting. It slightly started to annoy you, shoving her phone away. “Keep your brainless bimbo’s to yourself.” You called out. The elevator’s doors opened as you hopped out. The girl gasping shocked at your comment.
Desire’s teeth gritted, tossing a cup from the table against the wall. “You are one hard kitten.” Pacing around with a hand on the hip. “Everyone has desires. Feels attraction…” Returning back to the pool, hands settling beside it. Leaning down to stare down it. “No matter the cost I’ll make you have sleepless nights. Discover your desires and set you to my hand puppet.” Smile curling up
Another glass got shattered against the wall. Panted breaths out of frustration. Hands pressing hard onto the chair. Every mis-step felt like torture. Every time Desire felt getting close, you do something that tears it down. No matter what Desire threw at your feet, you remained unmoved. Untouched. Each manipulation of other mortals failed.
Nothing good enough to make you feel something. To stir up that snuffed out fire deep within you. Desire couldn’t even reach it to a drizzle. Nothing. Your heart remained cold and unbothered as it was. Groaning in frustration, Desire felt close to the brink of insanity. Having put so much effort in it, it had taken over. The desire to reach the challenge burning with the power of the sun. Desire slapped the chair. “Do I have to do everything myself?”
You had just closed your door, hearing shouts of help and frustrations. Followed by a few suitcases banging down the staircase. At first you didn’t want to help. Maybe it might be another annoying person. Some of which lately you encountered a lot.
Acting all sweet, trying to dig a way in your interests or life. Upon another shout, you groaned loud. Exhaling deep as you went to the stairs. Seeing a person with blonde slick hair. Standing half-way the stairs.
Surrounded by suitcases. “You know there is an elevator right.” You told them. “It would’ve been lovely if the darn thing functioned.” Came as a response. “Are you going to keep gawking or actually help a bit?”
The sudden response rattled you. "Uhm, sure." Going down the few steps to reach the first suitcase. Grabbing the handle as you went back up. Stationing it to the side to go for a second time. The new face, holding a few suitcases up against the steps with their hands. Collectively you went up and down. The new face, getting up as they started to help as well. Puffing at the top of the stairs. “Aren’t you overdoing it a bit?” You questioned.
“One can never over do it.” Was the response. “Epithumia.” A hand being extended. “Y/n.” you responded, shaking the hand. “I’m apartment 45.” Epithumia addressed. You hummed soft, picking up some suitcases. Following to the door. After you were done Epithumia leaned against the door. “Fancy a drink…”
You immediately quirked your eyebrow up. “As a thank you. Epithumia added casually. “I mean you already did your cardio because of me.” The little comment made you stifle a chuckle.
“Was… was that a small chuckle Y/n?” Epithumia questioned. “No.” You responded harsh, hiding it away. “So is my invitation being accepted?” Epithumia asked, wanting to be certain. “Only to make up for the cardio.” You responded lightly.
That night Epithumia stood at your door. All dressed up with a good perfume that prickled your senses. Epithumia let you pick the bar as the newbie in town, wanting you to choose the good spots. You brought her to a local place with good drinks and snacks. It felt stiff in the beginning, uncertain.
After a drink or so, you felt yourself loosen up. Certainly with Epithumia easy company. You didn’t even have to talk much as all came from them. The stories that were being told might have made you smile a few times. After the third drink Epithumia wanted to know more about you. Listening tentatively, eyes glued onto you.
You began to talk, a bit uncertain at first. Epithumia easily laughed at your talks. A subtle touch here and there followed by a burst of laughter. Almost impossible to withhold your chuckles. Laughing along. Staying till closing time. Deciding to not end the night there.
Returning to the apartment. A bit tipsy, you were an amusement on the way home. Epithumia laughing and rushing over to support you. You had begun swaying a bit too close to the streets in your enthusiasm. Drunkenly, you let your head rest against Epithumia’s shoulder on the way home. Epithumia swallowed nervously at the swirling emotions it brought along.
Epithumia assisted you in the apartment. Laying you carefully down. “How about some water Y/n?” Suggesting to sober you up. You hummed loud, pressing your palms against your burning cheeks.
“Epithumia.” You began, hearing a hum as a response from the kitchen area. “I always pledged loyalty to myself. Yet somehow you make me want to change that.” You confessed in a drunken state. Epithumia returned to your side, rubbing a hand over your back whilst offering you the water.
“How so?” Epithumia asked curiously. You set the water down, moving your gaze at Epithumia. Staring into those dazzling eyes. Epithumia swallowing softly, gaze lowering to your lips. Daring with the need to touch them. Knowing it was forbidden, but much desirable.
You pressed a hand against your heart. Clutching it at the change of feeling. Epithumia sensing it too. Needing no words for it. Something was changing within you. A little flame that started to flicker. Smiling sheepishly, you leaned forwards. Epithumia gasping breathlessly at you nearing. Lips inches away.
Wanting to fill that burning fire within. You neared more till your head became weightless. Falling on Epithumia’s shoulder. Epithumia staring in shock before her. Hearing your breathing slow down. Having a feeling you had fallen asleep. Epithumia lifted your hand up, pressing a kiss against it.
Oh damn.... i really tried. I saw a base of someone worshipping an ancient statue and thanks to @unhinged-desire-writer well it ended in this🙈💕 i really tried to capture Masons handsomeness....i tried ..... Desire aka Epithumia as ancient greek statue~✨️ Who wouldn't worship them~
