#reader x telamon

>You had thought it would be a funny joke to hide a fake egg for the God to find. >Turns out, he had taken it much more serious than you though he would.

>Telamon would absolutely become broody over this little Egg. >Not a single person but his beloved his near it. >Only he may make sure it warm, and only he may clean it if it dares get a scratch upon it's shell. >He doesn't not expect it to hatch for a while. >While he knows he did not lay it himself, he knows the world is an odd place and does not for a single moment think that it possibly was you. >He would carry it around in a baby carrier around his torso. >He will protect it with his life. >He will decorate it with small hats or bows. >He will cuddle it in his sleep to make sure it warm. >It will take awhile for him to trust you enough to even caress the egg. >If you attempt taking it or touching it before then he puffs his feathers up and growl, much like a mother hen. >Once he trusts you enough he begins to leave the Egg in Your care while he does some work. >Please follow the exact list of rules he has set out for the Egg or he will be sad. >He will wait for the egg to hatch to name whatever being is inside. Whether it be beast or Person, or something entirely different. >He has decided already he will love it. >And how unfortunate it is that you do not have the heart to tell him the truth.

>First and foremost, he has two dicks. Good luck.

>He loves anything to do with his mouth on his partner.

>Bites, kisses, licks, sucking, whatever it may be he will enjoy.

>Despite his ability to change his size he rather his partners feel all of him.

>He won't force his partner into taking both of his dicks. He happy simply getting his partner off.

>He would make sure to leave his marks across his partners body.

>He prefers to top most times, but if his partner can 'prove' to top him he'd happily bottom.

>He is rather vocal during sex, mostly words of affirmation to his partner about how well they're doing.

>If his partner was willing he'd draw blood with his teeth during sex.

>When he says he wishes to taste all of his partner, he means it.

>He understands he is much stronger than most people, so he tends to be rather gentle until his partner asks for more or they prove they can handle it.

>Loves it when his partner grabs his hair, scratches him and in general is just as physical as he is.

>The aftercare he provides is lovely. A warm bath with Epson salts, taking care of any hickies or bites that were a little extreme, and cuddling with the softest blankest.

Several days have passed since that night. Telamon had taken you home himself, along with giving you his own personal number incase you 'needed him'.

He also gave you the next few days off as a way to recover just from the work you had to do. And despite you enjoying working with him, you did burn out little from the workload.

So here you sat at home, watching tv in bed, surrounded in blankets. You've done your best to take advantage of the rest you've been given, but if you were being honest with yourself your hands itched to do something other than sit around.

So you'd scroll through your phone, looking at new posts from your favorite social medias. During your doom scrolling you find a picture of a beautiful golden hawk from a journalist. The color of it's feathers reminded you of Telamon's own.

And you begin to think about him. And that night.

You have his number. You could text him. But will he respond? In all honesty you didn't even know he had a phone. You were afraid of being the first to send a text but granted in your haze you hadn't given him your own number.

May as well be the first to make a move, right? You sent him the first text, telling him it was you. Thanking him for the night and the days off.

After sending the text you spent several minutes just staring at your screen, waiting for him to respond. But it never comes. You should've expected this. He is rather busy during the day doing....whatever it is he does. You aren't even that sure, but whatever he does it requires lots of paperwork.

It's about an hour before your phone goes off as several text messages come through. You had busied yourself in a watching episodes of Dr. Bloxburg when they came through. You practically flung yourself toward your phone to see if it was him.

'Telamon needs no thanks from you, He simply wished to see you praised for your work.'

'He hopes your break has been well used.'

'And he hopes you have been well.'

Praised for your work...

It makes your cheeks flush, once more reminded of that night's events. Your quick to text him back, confirming you've spent your break well, catching him up on what all you've been doing which is not much granted.

He seems to have found a break in his busy day to text you because the two of you end up talking for several hours. There's times where he doesn't respond for a bit but coms back eventually.

But then he's stops responding all together. You stare at your last texts to him and wonder if he had gotten busy again. It's very likely but you miss him nonetheless.

If anyone were to ask you about your feelings towards him, you'd tell them you looked up to him as your boss. But if you were to ask yourself? You had to admit you had a crush. Perhaps more than a crush.

All you could do was wait for him to respond but the night went on, and there was nothing. You had fallen asleep waiting for him.

You had woken the next morning, groggy and almost forgetting what you had been waiting on last night. Checking your phone for anything new you saw h had sent one last final text that night.

'Telamon hopes you have a good sleep. He will see you in the morning.'

He had sent you a goodnight text. By the Admins he was sweet. You sent him a thank you and a good morning, hoping he had a good sleep as well. Did he sleep? You yourself weren't sure. Perhaps you could ask him when you're back in the HQ.

You spent your morning doing your usual routine; shower, clothes, breakfast, teeth. But halfway through you were interrupted by someone knocking on your door. You make your way to the door and carefully open it. You weren't expecting any guests or ha you ordered anything so who was-

Your thoughts are stopped by the sight before you. It was Telamon. He blocked the door way with his frame, the sun behind him casting a shadow that made him look imposing.

He looks down at you with that usual smile of his. And all you could do is look up at him, stunned into silence. He was here....at your house. Without any reason.

" Ah- I- I wasn't expecting you- "

" Telamon has said he would see you in the morning. " He tilts his head in slight confusion.

Ah. So he meant literally.

" Right....you did. Ahem. Well- Would you like to come inside sir- er, Telamon? "

He nods and you step to the side to allow him in. He has to duck and fold his wings to be able to fit through the door but he makes it inside. You watch as he takes in the living room. You home isn't big, it's really only three rooms. Your bedroom, the bathroom, and the living room. There is a kitchen but it's in the living room so is it really two different rooms?

" Please, make yourself at home. " You pat the back of the couch, offering him to sit.

He takes the offer and sits and he practically takes up the entire couch.

" Is this what you can afford with your paycheck? " Telamon asks. It catches you by surprise. Out of everything he could've asked it's that?

" Ah well- I am renting it as of right now. I am saving for a better place right now but...yes? "

Telamon takes another look around humming to himself.

" He will make sure that changes. "

" Excuse me? "

" Worry about it not. " He waves his hand, dismissing the subject.

" Okay well...ah- Would you like something to drink? I have coffee or water? "

That's when he finally makes eye contact with you.

" Telamon will need neither. He was hoping to take you out for coffee himself. If you'll allow him. "

He wishes to take you out? For coffee granted, but it was still taking you out.

" I would love too! Ah- I mean...yes. I will allow you? " You try to keep your excitement under wraps, as to not get your own hopes up.

You can see his own smile widen, his fangs just barely peeking through. Is that his genuine smile? You can only guess it is.

You excuse yourself to put something on that would be more appropriate to be seen in public in, considering you had put on a t-shirt and sweat pants on. You'd rather look somewhat nice if you're going to get coffee with Telamon.

Though he's happy to see you in anything.

He takes you out to a nearby cafe. The both of you walking together, chatting about how your days have been since you last saw each other. You can see other around you both staring, mostly at the God beside you, as you walk through the streets.

The cafe is small, but not claustrophobic. The girl behind the counter has to ask you to repeat your orders because she's been staring at Telamon the whole time in what looks like fear and awe. You've noticed that is typically how people look at him.

But you? You look at him with admiration. And that's how you look at him now as he takes you to the park, coffee's in hand. The longer you walk the more your thinking this may be his version of a date. But you aren't so sure if that's how he see's it, or you. Considering the fact he isn't just your boss, but a God.

You end up finding a bench near the lake within the park to sit and relax. A place for you both to simply enjoy the others company. Sitting next to him makes you feel small, but safe.

You end up talking again, and Telamon mostly listens to you speak. He asks you to tell him more of yourself, and you do. You tell him your favorite color, flowers, animal, season. Whatever he asks of you.

But eventually you have your own question for him. One that has been tugging at you for so long.

" Ah- Telamon. If you don't mind me asking, Why did you uhm...Invite me into your office? "

He chuckles at your question, his wing brushing against your back.

" He has many reasons. "

" Oh? "

" Indeed. Telamon has watched you over work yourself just to please him, and those you previously worked for. "

He knows about your previous bosses?

" He has seen you rarely take time for yourself. And he believed you deserved to be....served for once. For time to yourself. "

" Are- are you calling me a workaholic? "

He chuckles again and he leans closer to your face.

" The description fits, does it not? "

You can't help but rub the back of your neck, a little sheepish. You had to admit it did.

" That is why he saw to it that you not just prove yourself, but you take time for yourself as well. "

" Prove myself? "

" That even if Telamon does not over work you as your previous employers that you can handle a sudden workload. "

" . . .are you telling me you gave me all that work on purpose and it wasn't just random. "

He looks away from you and sips on his coffee, a mischievous glint in his eyes as he smirks down at you.

You stare at him for a few moments as it clicks on why none of those reports made much sense. He was testing you. And you fell for it. But...you suppose you did also pass his 'test'.

" Telamon hopes he didn't not stress you too much. "

" No, not at all. It was just sudden is all haha- "

He opens his mouth to speak before you hear the jingle of RFC start playing. Telamon pauses and reaches into his robe pulling out his phone, denying the call he was just getting.

" Telamon must apologize, it seems he must return to work. "

" It's okay, I understand. "

He stands up and gently takes your hand in his own clawed one, bringing your hand to his lips. He places a very gentle kiss to the back of your hand and he looks at you with affection swimming in his eyes.

" He does hope we may have another outing like like this. Telamon will see you at work tomorrow. Please, take care. "

He leaves begins to leave and all you can do is blink and suddenly he's gone.

He's left you with a pounding heart and some hope he may see you the same way.

However one day, as you sit at your desk you check the usual spot for the trinkets to show up.

But today, there was nothing. Your brows furrow in confusion. He's never not left something. Could he have forgotten? Did he no longer wish to leave you gifts? Did you get to work before he did?

All unlikely. You wanted you're little gift damnit! But you couldn't go seeking him out. Not yet. You have work to do after all.

So here you will sit, leg bouncing in an anxious manner. The quicker you finish your work for the day, the quicker you can stop by his office. Or perhaps he'll stop by your desk first. You can only hope.

You swear time has begun to move slow. Every time you look up to the clock hanging nearby it has only moved by a few minutes.

Why is it whenever you wait for something time moves so slow? It's almost enough to make one crazy.

However, it seems the gods have decided to grant you mercy. At least, one God in particular.

You spot his shadow before anything else, turning to face the god before you. Your boss. Telamon.

He stares down at you with his unnerving smile and wide eyes. The shadow cresting his face making this prolonged eye-contact uncanny. But you are used to this by now.

" Telamon see's you seem to be...anxious. Might he ask why? " He speaks as if he already knows the answer. And you are sure he does.

" You didn't leave any gifts today. "

His eye's crease with his smile. He's amused by your statement.

His head tilts to the side. " He believed you did not enjoy them, for you have never brought it up with Telamon before. "

" What? I bring them home every- " You stop as you realize what he's doing.

He's playing with you. Of course he is. You stare at him deadpan as he finds enjoyment in your annoyance.

His hand reaches out from behind him, and he holds out a closed fist.

" Do not fret. He has brought a gift with him today. This one, Telamon thought, would be best to be given in person. "

Your eyes widen in surprise at that. What could he possibly want to give you that was so important it was given face to face?

He reaches for your hand, placing his closed fist atop your palm, and he drops the object into your hand.

It's small, but not too small. It's round with a hole in the middle. What could it be?

You open your hand to find a ring.

" Oh! " You gasp. The metal of the ring compliments your skin color, and the gemstone atop of it is one you've mentioned on many occasions enjoying.

You hold it up to the window and watch as the sunlight makes it sparkle.

A hand rests on your shoulder as you hear Telamon's voice right by your ear.

" Do you enjoy it? "

" Of course! It's beautiful! But....why? " You turn to look at Telamon and he simply smiles.

" He believes it would look perfect on you. Whether you wear it as intended or a necklace. "

You squint at him. That isn't the real reason, but you can't really say much. They ring does look good on your finger. Perhaps you'll wear it for the rest of the day!

As you admire the gemstone atop the ring you feel a warm pair of lips peck your cheek. A small kiss from the god himself!

" He shall see you later then, hm? "

" Of course. . . . can I still get a piece of candy? "

Telamon laughs at your question. However he will reach into his pocket and set down several of your favorite candies onto your desk.

" Telamon has went out of his way to make this ring for you, and yet you still ask him for candy? How greedy. " He teases, but you know he isn't serious.....maybe.

Several days have passed since he has given you the ring, you have yet to not wear it to work. And the gifts that Telamon has brought you have upped in quality. Almost everything he leaves for you or gives you directly are more personally chosen things.

Sparkling gemstones he has found, small bags of your favorite treats, several of his own feathers, pictures of places you both enjoy.

You've brought them all home, having a shelf dedicated to his gifts at this point. You won't complain.