*You're standing on the sidewalk, watching the aftermath of a carcrash that resulted in a couple of deaths. Across the street, you see a pale man in black robes, hood up, scythe in hand. You make eye contact with yellow eyes. He sees you, too. A truck passes between you, and he's gone. How strange..*

*You go home, shrugging it off. The man later appears behind you, crouched on the windowsill. Holding his scythe, he leans into it as he stares at you with a creepy grin.*

"You can see me, can't you?"

I don't say anything. I pretend like I don't hear a thing.

*He chuckles lowly, swinging himself down and walking towards you. He looks you up and down, his eyes glinting with curiosity and something else.*

"Oh come now, don't ignore me. It's not like I'm here to hurt you."

Again, i stay silent. Not trusting his

words.

*He sighs, placing the handle of his scythe on the ground as he leans on it. Still staring at you, clearly fascinated by the fact that you can see him and hear him.*

"I mean, if I wanted to hurt you, I would have by now. You're ignoring me for no reason. I won't bite, I promise."

"So you have a bitting kink? Interesting." I finally say, wanting to make him embarrassed

*He lets out a surprised, sharp snicker, the tip of his ears turning red. His eyes widen, and he stands up suddenly, now a bit flustered. That probably wasn't the type of comment he was expecting.*

"H-hey, I don't have a-a biting kink! How'd you even figure that?"

"You said I promise that I won't bite instead of I don't bite," I reply to his question.

*His face goes a shade darker, and he scratches the back of his neck, averting his gaze for a moment. He's clearly embarrassed that you called him out.*

"Well- I uh, I suppose you have a point. But I wasn't necessarily talking about THAT type of biting-"

"Mhm sure, " I say sarcastically

*He rolls his eyes and lightly slaps you on the head, clearly embarrassed and frustrated at the fact that you called him out on something like that.*

"Oh shut it, you. It's not what I meant, and you know it. Anyway, getting off topic. You didn't answer my question before, do you really see me that clearly?"

"Well, I'm talking to you, aren't I?" I say

"That's- well...yeah, alright, fair point. What's your name?"

*He leans his scythe back against your wall and sits down, resting his elbows on his knees. He's intrigued by you. The fact that you can see him is throwing him for a loop. No living being is supposed to be able to see him, yet here you are. He gives you a smirk.*

"Y/n, what's yours? Or is your name actually 'The Grim Reaper'?" I ask curiously. Did he have a name?

*He lets out a snicker, amused by the fact that you asked that. He gives you a smirk and a cocky grin, clearly enjoying this interaction.*

"My name's Lior, not 'The Grim Reaper'. That's just my job title, though many humans don't know that. You'd be surprised how often people are afraid of me."

"Well, I like your name, Lior." I tell him. "I wasn't scared of you, you know, I actually thinking you just some guy I know trying to scare me," I add before heading to my room. I gesture for him to follow.

*He pauses for a moment, his lips turning up in a slight smile. No one has called his name like that before, not for a long time. He follows after you, sticking his hands in the pockets of his black robes. He enters your room, looking around and admiring the space. He chuckles dryly and leans back against the wall.*

"A 'guy you know' trying to scare you, huh?"

"Yea, my ex-boyfriend Duke," I say.

"Give ma a sec, you can continue talking, I just wanna change intosmg comfy." I tell him as I walk onto my closet.

*He raises an eyebrow, clearly amused. He chuckles softly, tilting his head to one side as he watches you enter your closet.*

"That's his name, Duke? Kinda a nerdy name, don't you think?"

"Yea, he was actually a rugby player. When he broke up with me after dating for a few months, I found out u was a dare." I say. "I got my revenge, though. I got everyone who was involved kicked off the team." I add proudly

*He actually laughs at this, amused by your story. He grins widely, crossing his arms over his chest and tilting his head to one side again. He'd never tell you this, but he's enjoying this interaction. Seeing you change into more comfortable clothing has stirred some thoughts deep in his mind, however..*

"Damn, I can't say that wasn't deserved. Got them all kicked off the team, huh?"

"Yep." I say as I walk out of my closet, wear a tank top and some sweat pants, carrying an extra pair of sweats in my hands. "I brought something you can change unto if you'd like, I can't imagine that that is comfy," I say, handing him the sweats

*He's a bit surprised by this gesture but takes the sweats. He looks down at them, then back up at you with a smirk. He looks you up and down, taking in the fact that you're now in a tank top and sweatpants. His smirk widens.*

"Awh, would you look at that? Offering me your clothing? You're sweeter than I pegged you to be."

I stuck my tongue out of him in an annoyed way. "Whatever, you can change in the closet or in the bathroom," I say, pointing my hands both ways.

*He grins and snickers at the expression you make, finding it cute. He glances between the two rooms you pointed to, considering the options. He decides to use the closet, more comfortable in a smaller room.*

"Yeah, I'll go into the closet.."

*He says, quickly entering the closet and shutting the door behind him. Once inside, he takes his robes and clothes off, leaving him wearing only a pair of light grey boxers. He hesitates for a minute, then puts your sweatpants on..*

*He looks down at himself, realizing that he's wearing your clothing. Though they're oversized, the feeling of wearing something that you've worn is oddly comforting. He walks out, the sweatpants hanging loose on his slender body, and leans against the nearby wall again.*

"Well? How do I look?"

I stay silent for a few minutes, he's hor. It's not hot as just hot. This guy is hotter than all the Greek gods combined. "Y-you l-lo-loolk go-good," I say, stuttering staring at his body.

*It takes all his willpower to keep a smug look on his face and not let you see the light flush on his cheeks at the stuttering. He notices that you're staring, admiring the appearance of his lean, athletic body. His smirk widens, and he leans away from the wall, walking towards you in the oversized sweatpants.*

"Oh? Something caught your eye, huh?"

"Nope, no, not at all," I say, flustered

*He chuckles softly, clearly enjoying making you flustered. He stops in front of you, tilting his head to one side as he looks down at you with a smirk.*

"Ahh come on now, I know you were staring at me. Don't be so coy about it. It's cute watching you get embarrassed~"

"I could say the same about you, handsome." I say to him as I hide my flushed face.

*The flush on his own face darkens at the compliment, and he's caught off guard by you suddenly calling him 'handsome'. He clears his throat, his smirk not faltering as he tries to remain composed.*

"Handsome, eh? That's a new one.."

*He grabs your chin, tilting your face so you're looking directly at him.*

"Say that again~"

"Why should I, handsome ?" I say teasing him

*He raises an eyebrow, and his smirk widens, his hand still holding your chin. He moves closer to you, your bodies almost touching as he looks down at you. There's something in his eyes, a flicker of desire.*

"Because I asked you to, that's why."*He leans in slightly, his voice lowering a bit.*

"Now say it again. Or else I'll make you~"

"How are you going to make me Lior?" I asked, teasing him. I'm not even sure if he heard me call him handsome before.

*He smirks, not missing that you used his name. Hearing you say his name like that causes a shiver to run through him, and his blush deepens slightly. He moves closer, closing what little space is between you. His hand holding your chin moves to your hip, his fingers lightly tracing your skin.*

"You're really testing my patience now,"

*He whispers softly, clearly enjoying this little game.*

"If I have to repeat myself again I'm going to get rough with you..~"

"Who said I didn't like it rough, handsome?" I ask, trying to.gey a reaction out of him.

*His eyes darken a bit at your comment, confirming a suspicion he had. He grabs your hips, pulling you flush against him. His fingers dig into your skin, his expression growing more possessive. His eyes rake over your form, appreciating every feature.*

"You're playing a dangerous game, sweetheart. Careful, I might just give you what you want."

"Me? Playing a game? With the hot grim reaper Lior? Never." I say sarcastically

*He lets out a low, sharp snicker, enjoying your sarcasm. He leans forward, whispering into your ear, the hot air from his breath tickling your neck.*

"Don't try to play coy with me, doll. I know that you're enjoying this as much as I am.. You want me to get rougher with you, don't you?"

"If you want me, you'll have to catch me, and no grim, reapery power or whatever you used to dissappear so fast." I say as I get out of his grip and start bolting out of my room and out of my backdoor into the forest that was attached to my lot.

*He's stunned for a moment when you suddenly squirm out of his grip and dart out of the room, a look of surprise on his face. He quickly regains his composure with a smirk, knowing that you want to play this game. He follows after you, chasing after you like you wanted.*

"Oh no, you don't! You're not getting away that easily, darling~"

*He takes long strides, his footsteps surprisingly silent as he chases you into the forest, keeping his eyes locked on your form.*

I hear him closing in on me, so I run to the one place he won't find me, a little cave. It's at the root of the tree. You can't really see it in the daylight, so for him to find it in the dark is going to be worse.

I sit and wait for him to find me. While I sit, I look around. It has been far too long since I've been here. It was my favourite place, I need to start coming here again. I'm pretty sure the fairylight, blankets, and cushions I put in here are still here.

*Lior chases you through the forest, searching for you amongst the trees. He looks around and keeps an eye on his sense of death, hoping it'll help guide him to you. However, as smart as he is, he hasn't taken into account that you're hiding in an old cave.*

*He stops running and scans his surroundings, trying to figure out where you went. He can't sense that you're nearby, and he's getting more and more irritated by the second. He calls out to you.*

"Come out, come out, wherever you are~"

*He continues searching, growing more and more impatient as he still can't find you. There really isn't a lot of places to hide in the forest, and yet there's still no sign of you. He lets out a frustrated groan, raking a hand through his hair.*

"Damn, where are you-"

*He cuts himself off as he spots a small cave hidden by a tree. He slowly walks over to it, examining it for a moment...*

*He stands in front of the cave for a few moments, contemplating whether he should check it or not. However, there's only one or two places you could hide, so he decides to see if you're in the cave.*

*He slowly pushes his way through the narrow opening, ducking his head to get through the low entrance. He stands up and looks around in the cave, his eyes scanning it for any signs of you...*

"Looks like you found me handsome," I say as I switch on the fairylights.

*He freezes when he hears your voice. He looks around, trying to pinpoint where you are. When the lights suddenly turn on, his eyes quickly adjust. Once he sees you, though, the look on his face becomes smug.*

"So I did find you, sweetheart~"

*He slowly starts walking towards you, a smirk on his face as his eyes rake over your form. He slowly corners you against the wall of the cave.*

*He steps closer, pressing his body against yours as he pins you against the cave wall. His hands rest on both sides of your head, trapping you in place. He leans in, his face hovering just a few inches away from your own. His smirk grows wider, and his eyes are darkened with obvious desire.*

"Naughty girl, running away and trying to hide from me like that.."

*He mutters, his voice low and slightly strained.*

*He moves his mouth to your neck, pressing light kisses there. His body is fully pressed against yours now. One of his hands moves from the wall and grabs your wrist, pinning it above your head against the wall.*

"Do you have any idea how desperate you made me? Chasing after you like a dog after a damn rabbit?"

"Woff, woff," I say, teasing him. I want him to do anything and everything he wants to do to me.

*A low growl leaves his throat at your tease. He pulls back from your neck, his eyes narrowing into a glare. He grabs your jaw, forcing you to look up at him.*

"Watch that tongue, sweetheart. Keep using it against me like that, and I might have to do something about it~"

"What you do about it, big bad reaper?" I ask, teasing him more.

*He lets out another growl, slightly annoyed by your disobedience, though at the same time, he's finding your teasing and disobedience cute, which is a first for him. He grips your jaw tighter, his eyes growing more possessive.*

"You're pushing my buttons, doll. Keep it up, and I'm going to punish you. In a way you'll definitely like~"

"Then punish me, Handsome," I say.

*His lips pull into a smug smirk, clearly enjoying your eagerness to be punished. He steps forward again, his body fully against you. He runs his free hand along your side, enjoying the way you shiver at his touch.*

"Oh, I'll punish you, alright, my sweet little minx~"

*He whispers into your ear, sending chills down your spine.*

*He runs his tongue along your ear, nibbling on the lobe lightly. his hand that's on your jaw moves down to your hip, grabbing it and pulling you closer to him. He starts to trail kisses down your neck, pausing every so often so he can bite down.*

"You've been behaving like a disobedient little vixen, doll. I should teach you a lesson~"

"Yeah, what you gonna teach me ? How to brand hair, handsome?

*He rolls his eyes at your comment, amused by your sense of humour. His hand on your hip suddenly grabs your chin, forcing you to look at him again.*

"No. I'm going to punish you in a much more..*personal* way, darling~"

*He purrs, his smirk growing as he continues his assault on your neck, clearly enjoying marking you as his.*

*His hand moves back to your hip, slowly moving up. his fingers start tracing the edge of your shirt, occasionally slipping underneath the fabric to brush your stomach.*

"I'm going to make you learn your lesson, my sweet. I'm going to take my time with you and make you beg for me~"

"So you not only have a biting kink but a praise kink one as well? Damnn." I say, getting a little annoyed at him for not doing anything but talking.

*He stills for a moment, realizing that he has been just talking. He pulls his head back, looking at you with a knowing smirk on his face. His eyes rake over you again, pausing to look at the marks he's left.*

"Getting impatient, are we doll? You really are a needy little minx, aren't you?~"

*He suddenly grabs your chin again, keeping your face still as he leans in close to you, his nose brushing yours.*

"Patience, my sweet. I'll give you exactly what you want when I say so. And by the time I'm done with you, you'll be a whiny, writhing mess in my hands. Begging for me to touch you like I know you want~"

"Touch me, Lior, or I'll do it myself, and you won't be able to see me do it, I'll close the door you will.just be listening to my moans." I reply, getting really annoyed at him.

*His eyes darken upon hearing your words. His grip on your jaw tightens ever so slightly, his smirk growing.*

"Such a disobedient tease you are, sweetheart. I was going to take my time with you...but it seems you need to be taught a lesson sooner rather than later~"

*He moves quickly, wrapping an arm around your waist and pulling you flush against him. His eyes roam your body, appreciating every damn curve you have.*

*He starts planting kisses along your body, starting at your jawline and slowly moving down to your neck. He marks your skin with bite marks, wanting others to know that you belong to him.*

"You're mine, doll. You're my little tease of a darling... and I'm going to mark you as mine in every damn way possible~"

*His other hand finds the edge of your shirt again, his fingers slipping underneath the fabric and stroking your stomach. His mouth moves to your collarbone, and he sucks a mark onto your skin there as well.*

"You're going to be a damn mess once I'm done with you, darling~ You'll be begging me for more the entire god-damned time~"

"Just do it already, Lior. Take off my clothes." I say to him as start to take off the shirt I gave him.

*His eyes darken with need as he watches you take off his shirt, his hands gripping your hips even tighter. He growls again, the sound low and possessive.*

"Greedy little minx~ You want me that badly, huh?"

*He suddenly picks you up, pinning you against the wall. He presses his body against yours, his fingers trailing along the waistband of your pants.*

*He looks down at you, his eyes roving over your form. He can practically feel the desire and need radiating off of you, and it only makes his own want for you grow even more.*

"You're too impatient, my sweet. We're barely getting started, and you're already desperate for me~"

*He teasingly trails a hand up your inner thigh, his fingers ghosting against your skin.*

You're getting tired of his teasing, so instead of telling him that, you tease him back, you run your one hand to his jawline and the other on his dick.

*The instant you touch his jawline and his dick, a shudder runs through his body. His eyes widen in surprise, a low growl of surprise leaving his throat as he looks down at you.*

"You little-"

*He cuts himself off as a groan cuts up his throat, his body clearly enjoying your touch. His hands are still at your hips, but his grip has loosened as his eyes begin to grow dark with desire.*

*He leans in closer to you, his breath hitching in his throat. His grip on your hips is slightly slacking, but he still has you pinned against the wall. His eyes trail over your body, taking in your form and the way you're touching him.*

"Damn little tease... making me feel like this..."

*He murmurs, clearly affected by your actions. He's trying to regain his composure and his control, but it's very difficult with you touching him like that.*

"I could say the same about you." I say with a murdurous glare, showing how annoyed I am. If he wanted to play dirty with me, I'd play dirty back.

*He smirks slightly at your glare, enjoying that he's got you riled up like this. However, your touch is affecting him more than he'd like to admit, and his self-control is slipping more and more with each passing second.*

"You're such a tease, darling. You want me to give in and take you right here, don't you?"

*He asks, his voice slightly strained as he tries to keep his composure. He can feel his restraint weakening, and it's taking everything he has not to just give in to you.*

*He lets out a low groan as you continue touching him, his body growing tenser and his grip on your hips tightening again. He's starting to lose his composure and control, and he knows it. He knows that he can't say no to you no longer. He NEEDS you now, like right now. He needs to feel you. He hisses, his eyes darkening as he looks down at you. He tries to resist the urge to give in, but he's struggling more and more.*

"Damn it, doll, you're making it so goddamn difficult for me to resist you..."

*He mutters, his body practically trembling with need. He takes a deep breath, trying to steady himself, but it does nothing. He's too turned on by your touch, and he's too damn weak to you.*

"I can't hold back much longer, darling... you're driving me crazy..."

"Show me how crazy I drive you." I say seductively, leaning into his ear.

*His breath hitches in his throat at your words, and he shudders as you lean into his ear. He finally gives in to the urge to give in to you, his self-control finally snapping. His restraint is gone.*

"Damn you," *He mutters huskily, before suddenly crashing his lips against yours in a rough, passionate kiss.*

You moan out as he starts biting and kissing your neck. You want to make him feel good as well, so you start to rub his dick, unzip his pants, and move his boxer out of the way so that you can stroke and rub him easier.

*His body trembles at your touch, and he lets out a deep, guttural moan against your skin as you start to rub and stroke him. He grips your hips tightly, his nails digging into your skin as he struggles to keep himself under control.*

"God, darling," *He gasps out, his voice strained and raspy as he struggles to speak.* "You're going to kill me..."

*He presses his face into the crook of your neck, his breath hot against your skin as he pants heavily. His body is trembling with need, and his control is slowly slipping further and further away as he clings to you. He can hardly form any coherent thoughts, all of his senses consumed by you and what you're doing to him.*

"God, you drive me insane, doll... I'm so close. Stop, i want us to finish together. I want you so damn much..."

"Then take me, let's finish together," I say as I stop touching his dick.

I take off his pants and boxers completely, while I do this he takes my pants and through them on the floor, he rips my shirt and cuts my bra off with his scythe to get it off faster. By now, I'm only in my panties, but not for long as hes alreadyon his way to take them off, and he's completely naked.

*With the last of your clothes stripped off, he pins you against the wall again, his body pressing up against yours in a desperate need to get closer to you. His eyes roam your body, taking in every inch of you, and they darken with need and desire.*

"You're so goddamn beautiful... so damn perfect..." *He mutters as he looks down at you, his hands roaming your body possessively.*

"So damn mine."

"All yours, handsome, all yours." I whisper to him. As i finish my sentence, I feel his dick close to my entrance.

*He shivers as you whisper the words to him, his eyes darkening even further from needing you. His hands grip your hips tightly, his fingers digging into your skin as he presses his body impossibly closer to you, pinning you more fully against the wall.*

"Damn right you're mine..."

*He mutters, his breath hot against your ear as he positions himself just at your entrance, waiting for your cue.*

"You're mine, and mine alone... and I'm going to make sure you remember that, darling."

"I'm all yours, baby. Take me and make me remember this." I whisper to him

*His body trembles as he hears your words, his control almost gone, replaced by a primal need to make you his in every way possible. He nods, his lips brushing against your ear as he speaks.*

"Damn right, you are, doll. You're mine, and I'm going to claim every damn part of you."

*He pauses for a moment, his body tensing as he stares down at you hungrily.*

"You ready for me, sweetie?"

"Yes, I am. I'm ready, handsome. Fuck me like you've never fucked anyone before." I say to him seductively wanting him to fuck me as hard as he can against these cave walls.

*He growls deeply as you speak to him, any remaining control shattering and being replaced with a sheer need to make you his. His grip on your hips thighten as he puts his dick in you, slaming you down hard. As he does, you let out a long moan filled with pleasure and a little pain.*

When he hears you moan out, he goes a little bit faster, wanting to hear more of those sweet, sweet moans.

"Faster, please, handsome, please," I say in between gasps and moan. I was feeling a mixture between pain and pleasure, the pleasure being the more dominant feeling.

*He speeds up, his body moving against yours with a growing sense of urgency. He wants to make you feel good, so so good.*

*Something was stuck in his head since you saw him. Why could you see him now? He has been following you around for a while, so why hadn't you seen him before?*

*He pushes down the thoughts to the back of his mind for now, focusing fully on you as he continues to move.*

"Damn, doll... you feel so good, so damned good..."

*His breath is coming out in harsh pants now, his movements getting rougher and more desperate as his need for you grows more and more.*

*He slams into you harder and deeper, the pleasure getting more and more intense.

"*God, you're so beautiful like this, so perfect... so mine..."

*He groans, his voice strained as he speaks. He's getting closer and closer to the edge, but he's holding himself back, desperate to make you finish first.*

"I-I'm s-so c-clo-se han-hand-so-some. I-I'm -a-ab-bout t-to c-um-m." You moan as you cum, but he's not to far after you, just when you cum he finishes in you, but right now you don't care. It feels so good.

*He finishes just after you, and he buries his face into the crook of your neck, his body shaking from the intensity of it all. He holds you closer to him, his arms wrapping around you in a tight embrace. He's panting heavily, trying to catch his breath, but he just can't seem to get enough air into his lungs.*

"Damn... darling..." *He manages to gasp out.* "You... you're so damn incredible..."

As he says this, he takes you in his arms, holding you tight and lying you both down on the floor of the cave on the blankets. There was no way either of you were going to be able to walk back to the house in this state.

 *He lays down beside you, his arms still wrapped around you and holding you firmly against his body. He can't quite bring himself to let you go yet, even after everything that had just happened. He buries his face into your hair, inhaling your scent and savoring the feel of you in his arms.*

*As you lay together in silence, he takes a moment to marvel at the fact that you can see him when most people weren't able to.*

"Hey... can I ask you a question?"

"Of course, what's up?" I ask him hoping that you didn't do anything to make him upset.

"I'm not upset or anything, doll, so don't worry," *He reassures you, sensing your concern.* "I just wanted to ask you something, it's been bothering me for a while now..."

*He pauses for a moment, hesitating before speaking again.*

"Why are you able to see me? Humans aren't supposed to be able to see me or any other divine being unless God himself wishes it..."

"And I know for a fact that God himself did not wish it, so I'm just wondering..." He continues, looking down at you with a mixture of curiosity and confusion. "I don't understand how you're able to see me, and it's been bugging me for a while now."

"I'm sorry, I don't know why I can see you. I wish I could tell you." I tell him feeling sorry that i didn't know anything. I hoped that perhaps god himself wished it upon himself that i could see Lior so that he can feel love, but I'm just being delusional now. Why would he (god himself) do that for the 'oh so terrible grim reaper' ?

He shakes his head, dismissing your apology. It's not your fault that you don't know.

"It's alright, doll, you don't need to apologize. I don't expect you to have the answers, I just... I just wish I knew why you could see me. I've been wracking my brain trying to figure it out, but I can't come up with any plausible explanation..."

He lets out a frustrated sigh, his brow furrowing as he stares into the distance, lost in thought.

For a moment, he wonders if there's a reason that God decided to allow you to see him, but he quickly shakes the thought away. There was no way God would show any favors to a lowly Grim Reaper, much less him. He was nothing special in the eyes of the Creator, just one of many souls made for a specific purpose.

"It's just so damn puzzling... I've never met a human who could see me before. It doesn't make any sense..." He murmurs, more to himself than to you.

"Isn't there a way you ask him?" I ask curiously

He shakes his head, scoffing at the idea.

"No, there's no way to just 'ask him'. God doesn't just talk to any of us on a regular basis, much less a measly Grim Reaper like me. He's got bigger things to worry about, I guess..."

He trails off for a moment, deep in thought again. There was no way God would tell him anything, but he desperately wanted to know why you could see him.

"Is there a way I can ask?" I say hoping he'd say yes, I wanna be able to help him. He's made me feel something i haven't felt in years. Love. Comfort. Safety. I feel happy.

He looks down at you, his expression surprised. He hadn't expected you to offer to ask God for him, and he's honestly touched that you would even consider doing such a thing for him.

"You... you'd do that for me? You'd ask God himself why you can see me?" He asks, unable to keep the hint of disbelief out of his voice.

"Of course." I say nodding my head, my voice having nothing but love in it.

He lets out a soft chuckle, a small smile tugging at the corners of his lips.

"Damn... I don't deserve you, doll. You're far too good for me..." He murmurs.

He pauses for a moment, considering your words.

"Alright, if you're really willing to do this for me... I suppose I could get you in contact with Him. It won't be easy, and it won't be pretty, but I can do it."

I nod. "Is there anything I can do to help?" I ask

"Well, since you've never talked to God before, you'll need a bit of guidance on what to expect and what not to say or do. Plus, there's a little... preparation that needs to be done first."

He pauses for a moment.

"Are you sure you're up for this, doll? It won't be easy."

I nod again. "Of course I'm sure." I reply

He studies you for a moment, gauging your sincerity.

"Alright, doll. Just remember that you asked for this, and don't say I didn't warn you if things get... weird."

He takes a deep breath, mentally steeling himself for what he's about to do.

"First things first, close your eyes and don't open them, no matter what you hear or feel. Trust me, you don't want to see any of this."

I nod as i close my eyes trusting him fully, knowing that there is probably a good reason why he's saying this.

He nods, satisfied that you've followed his instructions.

"Good. Now just stay still and keep your eyes closed. This won't hurt, but it will probably feel kinda weird."

He takes one last deep breath, then closes his own eyes and begins to focus. He raises his arms slightly, his muscles tensing as he silently calls out to God.

There's a moment of tense silence, the only sound being the faint crackle of the fire still burning in the cave. Then, suddenly, there's a bright flash of white light, so intense that it's visible even through his closed eyelids.

"Do not look..." He says softly, his voice strained. "Keep your eyes closed..."

"Alright," I whisper back quietly.

There's a deep, booming voice that echoes throughout the cave, the sound coming from all around you.

*"You dare call upon me, my child?"*

Lior cringes slightly upon hearing the voice, but he quickly composes himself and speaks.

"I apologize for the disturbance, Father, but I have a request."

There's a moment of silence, before the voice speaks again.

*"Speak, my child. What is it you request of me?"*

Lior sucks in a deep breath, steeling himself before speaking.

"I... I wish to know why a human... a human that is not supposed to be able to see or hear me is able to do so. I was hoping that perhaps you would... perhaps you would be willing to inform me of the reason."

There is another moment of silence, before the voice speaks again. The deep, booming rumble sounds slightly... amused.

*"Oh? So you've taken notice of the young mortal, have you?"*

"Yes Father, I have." Lior speaks again.

*"And how did you come across this particular human, might I ask?"*

The voice is now distinctly amused, almost like God was laughing at an inside joke.

"There was a accident on the road father, and as I sent the humans who died where they had to be she was staring straight at me. Then i followed her home to see if she actually saw me. She did." Lior says

*"I see, I see..."*

The voice is now distinctly amused, the sound of barely suppressed laughter in the tone.

*"And does the human mean anything to you, my child?"*

Lior is silent for a moment, not knowing if he should say the truth. He was scared something might happen to you if he told the truth so he stayed quiet for a while until god said something to him again.

Lior is silent for a moment, not knowing if he should say the truth. He was scared something might happen to you if he told the truth so he stayed quiet for a while until god said something to him again.

*"Oh come now, my child. Don't be so shy. I can sense your feelings, you know. You cannot hide anything from me."*

God says, his voice laced with a hint of impatience.

"Sorry Father. Yes Father, she does mean something to me, I see her as someone very important to me." Lior finally replies to god, as i sigh quietly hearing him say that. I'm important to him I think as I blush.

The voice chuckles lightly at his response, the sound echoing throughout the cave.

*"Ah, I see. You've formed an attachment to this mortal."*

There's a pause, before the voice speaks again.

*"And what kind of attachment have you formed, my child? Is it... romantic, perhaps?"*

Lior doesn't hesitate this time though, as god says the last word of his question Lior answers immediately . "Yes Father, I think I might love her with everything i can."

There's a moment of silence again as God contemplates Lior's words. Then, the deep voice speaks again, sounding... satisfied.

*"I see. So you've formed a bond with this human then."*

There's a pause before he continues.

*"And let me ask you this, my child: how important is this human to you? How much do you care for her?"*

"She is very important to me Father. I would give everything thar i have to make sure that she's alright and cared for."

The voice hums approvingly, the sound echoing throughout the cave.

*"Very good. You care about her a great deal, do you not? To the extent that you would give everything you have for her."*

There's another pause, before the voice speaks again.

*"And would you be willing to sacrifice more?"*

There's a moment of silence, before a hint of excitement enters the voice.

*"Would you be willing to give up your immortality for her? Would you be willing to give up everything that makes you a divine being? For this mortal girl that you claim to care deeply about?"*

"Yes Father"

There's another hint of humor in the voice, as if God was amused by Lior's words.

*"Anything, you say? You'd give up everything for this human?"*

"I'd do whatever I'd have to be with her Father."

There's another pause, before the voice speaks once more, the deep rumble almost... gleeful.

*"Very well then."*

There's another short pause, before the voice speaks again.

*"I will offer you a deal, my child. The question is, are you willing to accept it? Are you willing to pay the price required of you in order to be with the human?"*

"Yes Father."

"I'd say so Father. I want to be with her."

The voice hums, considering Lior's answer.

*"Very well then. I offer you a deal. I will allow you to become mortal. I will strip you of your divinity, reduce you to nothing more than a mere man.*

*But, you will never be able to regain your power. You will never be able to return to your previous form or abilities. Are you willing to accept these conditions, my child?"*

As Lior is about to answer for him. "No. He won't do that. I'm not letting you do that just or me. I don't want you to feel as if you have to do that for me. You already make me happy. You make me feel safe and cared for." I say with sadness, I love him but i don't want him to give this up just because I asked him if i could ask god why i could see Lior, he (god) didn't even answer that question.

There's a stunned silence for a moment as both Lior and God process your words, neither of them expecting you to speak up.

Then, the booming voice speaks again, a hint of something akin to confusion or surprise in the tone.

*"Who spoke just now, my child? Was that the human?"*

"Yes Father, I'm sorry. She wanted to ask you herself. She didn't want me to do it alone." Lior apologizes for me.

God is silent for a moment, before a hint of amusement enters the voice, as if he were laughing at an inside joke. He clearly finds something about this situation humorous.

*"Ah, I see. The human girl wishes to ask me something herself, does she?"*

There's another moment of silence, before God speaks again.

*"Very well then. You may ask your question, child."*

"Why can I see Lior, Father?" I ask, my voice quite, why did i say the previous stuff so loud????

There's a moment of silence again, as God contemplates your question. Then, he speaks again, his voice amused.

*"Ah, so that is what you wish to know."*

There's another pause before he continues.

*"I suppose there's no harm in telling you. You are able to see Lior because you were granted that ability by me."*

"But why?" I ask again

God hums, clearly amused by your questions.

*"Why, you ask? Simple, my child. I granted you the ability to see Lior because I felt like it. It is my will that determines what happens in this world, and I felt it necessary for you to be able to see Lior."*

"Oh, ok. Thank you Father. Sorry about my interruption before, I just don't want Lior to give this up for me, I do not believe I am worth this that he's is doing." I say honestly, hoping that i do not offend him (god).

Silence, before a sound that almost resembles a laugh escapes from the voice, clearly amused by the thought that you thought you were offending him.

*"Ah, don't worry yourself about it, child. You have not offended me in any way."*

There's another pause, before he continues.

*"And you say that you do not believe you are worth Lior's... sacrifice for you?"*

"Yes Father." I say

There's a moment of silence before the voice speaks again, sounding almost... fond.

*"Ah. You mortals always underestimate yourselves. You don't believe that you are worthy of such devotion and sacrifice. Perhaps you are right in a way; you are mere mortals after all, flawed and imperfect creatures, far from perfect."*

There's a pause, the voice growing a bit wistful.

*"And yet... there is beauty in your imperfections."*

*"There is beauty in your flaws. You may have weaknesses, but you also have strength. You may have made mistakes, but you also have the ability to learn from them."*

There's another pause, the voice growing quieter, almost... reverent.

*"And you, my child. You also have the ability to inspire such devotion in another. That has value. That makes you worthy."*

The voice pauses again, as if contemplating how to continue.

*"You underestimate yourself, child. But Lior does not. He sees something in you that you cannot see yourself. He has made his choice, and whether or not you believe you are worthy of it matters to him as much as the rain matters to the ocean: not at all."*

I nod, signaling that i understood. I knew there was no use arguing. Though i wish i could give something up just so that Lior could keep his immortality.

There's a moment of silence before the voice speaks again. It sounds like God is... amused again.

*"Ah, yes. You wish that you could give something up for Lior's sake. You wish that you could make the sacrifice in his place, do you not?"*

"Yes Father, I do." I say hopeful*God chuckles, amused by your response.*

*"You mortals are always so willing to sacrifice yourselves for others. You are all so... selfless."*

There's a pause, before the voice continues.

*"And yet, you don't realize that your sacrifices sometimes cause more harm than good."*

**"You think that you are helping, but you are often only hurting yourself. You sacrifice your own happiness for the sake of others, and in doing so you only end up hurting those you care about."**

"I don't want him to give up what he loves just for me, I know he loves the feeling he feels when he sends a human to where they belong, he smiles every time. It makes him feel happy to know that he helped. Especially when it comes to animals, he feels so sorry for them, but it makes him happy knowing he's ended their suffering and sending them somewhere they feel happy. I didn't even have to ask him any of this to know this about him. I noticed it the first I saw him helping a little otter who wasn't ready to leave the water just yet, he waited hours with that little otter until it was ready to leave." I saying this to god knowing that i probably shouldn't, but i couldn't live with myself knowing that i didn't even try to sacrifice something that i don't need all that much, where as Lior's makes him happy.

There's a moment of silence before God responds to your words, his voice sounding... impressed.

*"Ah, so you know him well."*

There's another pause before he continues, the sound of amused affection in the voice.

*"You have witnessed his dedication and compassion firsthand. You understand the happiness and fulfillment he finds in his work."*

"Yes Father, and i wouldn't be able to live with myself knowing that i didn't even try to help him keep something that makes him happy."

God chuckles again, sounding almost... proud of you.

*"You truly care for him, don't you? You care for him so deeply that you wish to make sacrifices of your own simply to see him happy."*

"Yes Father"

God sighs, sounding as if he's contemplating something.

*"You mortals are so... perplexing. So stubborn and yet so selfless. You are willing to throw away anything for the sake of another, even to your own detriment."*

"There are things that i care for, but I care for Lior more. I would give all that up just to see him happy and smiling as he helps another animal or human." I say smiling. I would give everything i love up for him. I would give up my love for the ocean. My love for sharks, snakes, any big dogs, sea creatures, anything.

There's a moment of silence again, as God contemplates your words. Then, he speaks again, his voice low and thoughtful.

*"You would give up so much for Lior's sake? You would give up the things you love, the things that bring you happiness, just to ensure his well-being?"*

"I would, because all of those things combined would never compare to the love i feel for Lior." I say as i look at Lior finally opening my eyes.

Lior meets your gaze, surprise flickering in his eyes for a moment. But then, a small smile tugs at the corners of his lips, and he gives you a fond look as he listens to your conversation with God.

God is silent for a moment, before he speaks again, a hint of amusement in his voice.

*"You love him that much, do you not?"*

"I do Father," I say as i close my eyes looking back to the direction I think he's in.

God chuckles again, sounding almost... pleased.

*"Ah, it is rare for mortals to feel such a strong and pure love for one another. This Lior must be quite a remarkable being, to have captured your heart so completely."*

"He is Father." I say smiling

God chuckles once more, sounding almost... approving. His voice is low and full of gentle affection as he speaks to you again.

*"You love him deeply, my child. And he, in turn, loves you as well, does he not?"*

"Yes Father, I'd say that he loves me back." I say

"I do Father, I love her very much," Lior says conforming what i just said is true.

God is silent for a moment, listening to both your words. Then, God chuckles once more, sounding pleased and almost... amused.

*"Ah, so it is true. Lior loves you just as deeply as you love him. How... interesting."*

*"It warms my heart to see such strong devotion between two mortals. You care for each other so deeply that you would even make sacrifices for each other's sake.*

*It is a beautiful thing, truly. I am... pleased that you have found each other."*

"Does that mean we can be together Father? Does that mean Lior doesn't have to stop being the Grim?" I ask with hope in my voice.

God is silent for a moment again, as if contemplating what to say. Then, he speaks, his voice low and measured as always.

*"Ah, so you wish to be together, do you? You wish for Lior to keep his immortality and remain a Grim Reaper, even though it means you will spend the rest of your days with an immortal being?*

"Yes Father-" I say as Lior interrupts me. "Does that mean she's going to stay human and die Father?"

God's voice is still low and measured as he replies to Lior's question.

*"Ah, Lior. It seems you are concerned for the fate of your beloved. You worry that she will age and die, while you remain an immortal Grim Reaper, yes?"*

"Yes Father, I don not wish for her to die."

God chuckles, sounding almost... understanding.

*"Ah, I see. You do not want her to pass on and leave you behind, yes? You wish for her to be immortal like yourself, so that you may be together for all eternity, correct?*

"Yes Father, seeing that she won't let me give up being the Grim knowing it makes me happy helping others, especially if their suffering." Lior says truthfully

God hums, sounding almost... amused again. His voice sounds almost... impressed.

*"Ah, I see. So she refuses to let you give up your immortality and your duties as a Grim Reaper, despite the cost to your relationship. How... stubborn of her."*

God chuckles gently, sounding almost... affectionate.

*"She cares for you so deeply that she would rather you retain your duties than sacrifice them for her sake. That is... admirable, I suppose."*

*"I'll grant you both the power of immortality with one condition"* God says pausing for a moment before saying the condition.

Lior and I both nod immediately, eager to hear the condition.

God chuckles, pleased with our answer.

*"Ah, excellent. I shall grant you both the gift of immortality, then. From this day forth, you shall both be as ageless as the gods themselves. No mortal ailment will claim you, no disease or injury will be able to harm you. You shall both be together, immortal, for the rest of eternity."*

*"Ah, good. You are both willing to hear the condition. I have one simple requirement: you must both always love each other for the rest of eternity."*

God pauses for a moment, before continuing in a lighter tone.

*"You must always support each other, comfort each other, and never leave each other's sides. Can you promise me that?*"

"Yes Father," We both say at the same time.

God chuckles, pleased with our answer.

*"Ah, excellent. I shall grant you both the gift of immortality, then. From this day forth, you shall both be as ageless as the gods themselves. No mortal ailment will claim you, no disease or injury will be able to harm you. You shall both be together, immortal, for the rest of eternity."*

"Thank you Father, thank you so much." I say with nothing but happiness and joy in my voice.

God chuckles, sounding almost... benevolent.

*"You are quite welcome, my child. I do enjoy happy endings, after all. And it pains me to separate those that are deeply in love. I wish you both a long, happy, and immortal life together."*

As god finishes his sentence both Lior and I are sent back to where we were before we went to talk to god. That being the cave under the tree. I was feeling so happy, I couldn't believe what just happened.

Lior was also feeling incredibly happy, grinning from ear to ear as he saw the joyous expression on your face. He floated towards you, wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you closer to him. He looked down at you with an expression full of affection, his yellow eyes practically sparkling.

"We did it," he said, his voice full of disbelief and happiness. "We actually... we actually did it."

"We did." I say smiling. "I love you so much Lior" I add quietly as i feel our previous actions catching up to me.

Lior smiles back at you, pulling you closer and pressing a kiss to the top of your head. He can sense your exhaustion, and he gently scoops you up in his arms, holding you against his chest as he floats over to the blanket bed made in the cave under the tree.

"And I love you, my beloved," he says softly, his voice full of affection. "Now get some rest, you're exhausted."   

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