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Medeus didn't make you feel very appreciated.
First of all, he kidnapped you. That was bad enough - you expected he would kill you, but all he does for you is complain about the futility of humans and their lives. Like you can live in his castle! He forgot that you needed sustenance daily for a week - and when you brought the issue up to him, he thought you were LYING!
Yet, he forces you to sit with him on his throne. Well, you're not allowed to sit on his throne. He sits on his throne in this dank and decrepit castle while you sit beside him and try not to be annoying. For taking a human form, Medeus is awfully ignorant about humans.
"What are you doing, little human?"
"...sitting here?"
"Sit differently. I don't like it."
"Can I sit on your lap?"
Your question is innocent. Medeus might kill you if you sit on his lap, but at least you wouldn't starve to death. There's not even a place where you can bathe; you're pretty sure you smell horrible. Maybe death would be better, all you do is follow his orders.
"My lap?" Medeus responds, eyes darkening. "Where is that, human?"
You stand up - before he can object, you step over to his throne and sit on his lap. His thighs are comfortable to sit on. He smells nicer than you do.
"Human," he says, unlike himself. "Does your kind engage in such provocative acts?"
"Sometimes. You're pretty comfy." And he is. Medeus' robes are nice and soft and he's warm compared to the cold, dead castle. You like sitting on his lap!
"How lewd." It's not lewd. Medeus pats your head, letting his talons drag through your mucky hair. "Yet, I do not feel the urge to smite you here and now. You are lucky I place such fondness on a mortal such as yourself."
His hands are nice. Medeus is nice when he's not yelling. You lean into his touch further - how could you not, when the only other living thing you can come in contact with is him?
Medeus makes a low growling noise that startles you initially. He does it again, rhythmic to the way he pets your hair and drags his monstrous, gnarled hands through it.
Is he purring? It sounds just like a cat!
You don't want him to stop. And stop he doesn't, purring and purring and letting you sit on his lap and feel your cheek rumble when you lean on his chest. Medeus is nice so long as you are compliant, and maybe you'll be able to eat something if he is patient enough to do this!