two handsome Greek god of beauties

TRIVIA POV.

warm, soft, delicious…

Those were the three senses that registered to me as I sniffed slightly into the air, I tried recalling the previous activities but they seemed to be blocked off by some sort of reason, I popped my eyes open to find myself in an unfamiliar surrounding, I close them shut before popping them open once more but they seemed to look nothing like my room.

Just then, I'm hit by panic, fear washing over me once again as I succumb to my inferior thoughts, "Have I been abducted?, am I dead?, where am I?" These questions I ask myself as I remain stiff, my body shakes as a screeching sound comes on, like a door being opened, I hear the tapping of feet drawing closer into the room and I squint my eyes slowly, opening them by only a few inches.

A smooth and supple skin, bare back, blond body, brown hair and a towel wrapped just around the torso, I gulp hard as I stare at the embodiment that could be defined as perfect,  he bends slightly to pick up a spoon which had fallen from his hand.

I gulp once again, seeing his facial features, blue eyes, a pointed nose and an oval shaped face…" Who on earth is he, and why the hell is he dreadfully handsome?" I ask myself, if he had kidnapped me then I'd rather spend a lifetime here, for all I care he is damn hot…" I'll kill to have my hands on his skin" I find myself thinking.

"How shameless are you?" I hear a voice call on from behind me, like a thief caught in the act. I close my eyes shut firmly, remaining still as I hold my breath, scared to make a move, scared to act.

I feel him pull Whatever has kept me warm and soft away from my body.

"I told you we should have left her there… see, she's alive!" he screams out loud, he seems to be pissed at lots of things but then again he's rather antsy for no reason..

"You can open your eyes now, it's fine" I hear another voice call out to me, I can guess for every reason that it is just the handsome blonde I had been checking out.

A smile creeps up the sides of my lips as I stare up at him, his eyes bore directly into mine and I feel myself blush hard."I'm sorry, I didn't mean to pry, I just happened to have woken up by chance" I answer with a smile on my face, I can feel my cheek burn from embarrassment judging by the simple fact that he faced me and yet he isn't making an attempt to cover up, works well for me either ways I can spend all day drooling at the perfectly sculpted shape of his.

I hear a scoff come from behind, an annoyed one."really?, she could be a thief for all I care,  I mean look at her being less concerned about how she got here, pesky humans with low brains" Just now does it strike me that I had no recollection of my past occurrence.

"Please don't hurt me!" I find myself pleading almost immediately, acting on impulse.

"Give me one reason why I should not have you sold into slavery for a few pieces of coin, I don't think you are worth any judging by the looks" his voice comes on from behind, as much as I could be in a hostage, kidnap situation I really had gotten enough of whoever this man was.

I turn to the back, filled with rage but instantly all the rage is washed down with uneasiness and some sort of fondness at the pit of my belly,  of course, he had the worst manner of speech, I had never seen a man degrade anyone ever in this manner, but his looks are a top notch, like some Greek god his hair remains the same tone as that of his friend, his emerald green eyes shaped just liked diamond cuts,  a round nose and a pointed chin… and his lips, just the perfect size ill want in a man, not to speak of his broad chest,  a well proportioned body.. 

"Woah" I mutter to myself…

"woah?" he calls right out and back at me, maybe scratching the muttering to myself, I may have made a mistake there, but it isn't my fault these men look drop dead, like they had dived out of a comic book or anime movie.

"and this is why, I would never let myself be in this situation ever!" he rants, pissed like before, I had not done a single thing and yet he's being paranoid, if anything I should be the one acting out, however, they certainly don't look like the type of person to kidnap I mean, what are the chances…. Maybe there are chances but being stuck with these two, I'll take it.

The first man I had seen, passes the cup of tea to the one with a nasty temper, and taps on his shoulder slightly  "Erebus You really need to be calm in situations like this, I mean she was cold and passed out in the rain"

"Erebus? Was that his name?, is it Greek for bad temper" I ask myself this time certain to keep my thoughts to myself .

Lines of worry form on my forehead as I recall once again, his last words about me being passed out, certainly I recall having someone place their hands over my mouth, and that was all I could remember.

"Good, that's just great, and now she knows my name," the so-called erebus complains.

"What are you? some sort of idol? Like a god?" I find myself asking, unable to control my anger, he had done nothing all along but judge me.

The thick silence slashing through the air makes me realise I just have said something really wrong… erebus leans closer to me, this time his stone cold eyes fixed into mine, his face inches away from mine.

For some reason and reflex, I reach forth immediately toward his face, holding his cheeks in my hand…. I feel a jolt of electricity run through me, as the voice in my head returns, he pulls hard and fast away from me leaving me speechless… for a second I hear myself saying words I know no meaning to, but then I stop as I stare right back at him

"You saw it too" I ask and he swallows hard, he turns to the other man who looks frightened and confused.. 

"she comes with us"