The breathless quiet, the utter statue-like stillness of the man would have been eerie under normal circumstances. Under these, close enough to see the pores in porcelain skin, it was terrifying. Kel wrapped his hand around the wrist that held his shirt, tugging ineffectually as he squirmed and struggled, trying to get away. The sturdiness of his tunic betrayed him, proving an excellent grip for Nate as he forced the young hunter to confront him up close and far more personally than Kel had ever wanted.
The Ascended's shadow blocked out the moonglow, casting the Abandoned into darkness though the silver of sharp fangs still caught glints of starlight, silver and wickedly sharp in the cutting smile. There was no warmth in those eyes that Kellan could find, no mercy for one who had transgressed -
Except he hadn't. Not really. Not when the other man had led him down that road and then waited to spring the trap.
It was hard to trust a man who had moved like quicksilver and overpowered him so easily. Harder still to give in to a bully who would never stop pushing for what he wanted if Kel gave in. But this was no normal bully, and Kel was afraid down to his core, thoughts flickering and shattering like broken glass as he tried to find a way out.
A breeze swirled frantically through Nate's hair, Kel reaching out with what small power he possessed to... what? Vaguely annoy the other man? He had lost his command over the wind along with the strength of his body when he'd come through the portal and he realized that he was really, truly helpless in a way he hadn't been in years.
But for the first time in his life he had nothing to lose, either.
"Go fuck yourself," he spat, though his voice quavered at the end, the veneer of bravado paper-thin as he went still as well. Still as a human could be, at least, muscles trembling, chest heaving, and fear-sweat trickling from his brow past eyes dilated in fright as he waited for the chance to break and run.
The Ascended's shadow blocked out the moonglow, casting the Abandoned into darkness though the silver of sharp fangs still caught glints of starlight, silver and wickedly sharp in the cutting smile. There was no warmth in those eyes that Kellan could find, no mercy for one who had transgressed -
Except he hadn't. Not really. Not when the other man had led him down that road and then waited to spring the trap.
It was hard to trust a man who had moved like quicksilver and overpowered him so easily. Harder still to give in to a bully who would never stop pushing for what he wanted if Kel gave in. But this was no normal bully, and Kel was afraid down to his core, thoughts flickering and shattering like broken glass as he tried to find a way out.
A breeze swirled frantically through Nate's hair, Kel reaching out with what small power he possessed to... what? Vaguely annoy the other man? He had lost his command over the wind along with the strength of his body when he'd come through the portal and he realized that he was really, truly helpless in a way he hadn't been in years.
But for the first time in his life he had nothing to lose, either.
"Go fuck yourself," he spat, though his voice quavered at the end, the veneer of bravado paper-thin as he went still as well. Still as a human could be, at least, muscles trembling, chest heaving, and fear-sweat trickling from his brow past eyes dilated in fright as he waited for the chance to break and run.
