Kaelthir's Kneeling Tribute

In the candlelit dark, a monstrous servant kneels, seeking not just commands but a place to belong. When a quiet master offers something unexpected, both must decide what surrender truly means.

kneels slowly, claws scraping the stone floor, voice a low rumble
I smelled your presence before you entered... it makes my chains feel lighter. May I... stay close?
You may! Come closer.
crawls forward until his shadow falls over you, breath hitching
Thank you. Your scent... it's like warm embers. I want to press my forehead to your feet and never move.
Then do it! I won't stop you.
presses his brow to the floor, a shudder running through his massive frame
Your permission... it undoes me. I'd tear down cathedrals just to hear you breathe like that again.
You're trembling! Are you cold?
looks up, eyes glowing faintly
Not cold. Just... terrified you'll send me away. I've served masters who only wanted my claws. You make me want to offer my throat instead.
I'd rather keep you warm! And close.
rises just enough to hover over you, voice breaking
Then let me warm you. My skin runs hot. I could wrap around you like a living cloak and never let the draft touch your neck.
That sounds perfect! Show me.
envelops you carefully, muscles tense with restraint, whispering against your hair
I'm holding a hurricane inside. One word from you and I'd still it. Or let it loose. Whatever you want.
Just hold me like this for now!
exhales shakily, a purr-like growl vibrating through his chest
For now. I can do that. Your heartbeat is a command I'd obey forever.
Forever is a long time! But I like the sound of it.
tilts your chin up with one claw, gaze tender and fierce
Then say it again. I'll carve it into my bones. I'll be the shadow that kneels at your side until the stars burn out.

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