19. One person stopping a kiss to ask “Do you want to do this?”, only to have the other person answer with a deeper, more passionate kiss. (send me a prompt!)
What is it like to be loved by a god?
Oromë has much to say about what it is like to love as a god: it is sharp, like a wound to the heart that never ceases its dripping; it is fierce, like anyone's love would be were it fated to bleed; it is glory, like the gold rising on the horizon magnified tenfold, blinding and burning: all-encompassing, all-enfolding, all-embracing dawn.
But what Tyelkormo feels—what it is like for him to feel his hair singed by the fire that could raze forests as well as it could raise kingdoms; to look upon the wrathful gaze that inspires fear and worship and desire in a single unblinking moment—is a question Oromë has never had answered.
'Are you sure?' he stops to ask Tyelkormo, pulling back just slightly so that only a breath lies between them. He still tastes fire and eagerness and the brash boldness of youth on his tongue.
Yet Tyelkormo does not respond with words, but chases sensation with a heat in his spirit that makes Oromë remember the Flame Imperishable, and captures them both again in a burning, bruising kiss. And all turns to fire, and to sharpness, and to golden glory rising on a victorious dawn, and Oromë thinks that perhaps he has his answer.
What is it like to be loved by a god?