Confession's

It was a beautiful, clear afternoon as the sun peered through the window of Hermes’ home. Inside, Hermes towered above Meteion and Cecile, helping them as they were making candied apples to enjoy together. As the two creations of Hermes finished making their apples, they placed them on a dish to harden before Hermes walked over and sat in his chair.
“Cecile, Meteion, let us sit down and allow them to cool,” Hermes said as he waved the other two over to him. 
Cecile happily rushed over, claiming one half of Hermes lap, beaming up at him while Meteion looked at the cooling snacks.
Without moving her lips, she telepathically asked Hermes, “Why can’t we eat them now?”
Hermes smiled and looked down to Cecile, “Would you mind letting her know why we don’t want to eat them now, Cecile?”
Cecile looked to Meteion and explained, “If we don’t let the apples cool, they won’t have the hard shell we all enjoy, Meteion.”
Meteion cocked her head to the side in confusion, “The outside isn’t hard already?”
Cecile shook her head, “We have to wait for the shell to get hard before we enjoy them.”
Meteion, smiling once again, nodded before rushing over to take the other spot on Hermes lap. As the two sat there, Hermes patted them both on the head before leaning his head back, relaxing as the trio waited patiently. Hermes, not expecting to be so relaxed, fell asleep as the other two waited patiently for their snacks to be fully hardened. Once the snacks were ready, Cecile turned to Hermes and began trying to wake him by nudging his cheek. Blinking, Hermes looks down to see an excited Meteion and Cecile still sitting on his lap.
“What is it, Cecile? Are the candied apples finally ready?”
Cecile nodded, “They should be done cooling down by now. Do you want me to get you one, Hermes?”
He gave her a soft smile and patted her head, “Please, if you would be so kind. If you could, would you mind making us all some tea to enjoy after we finished our snack?”
Cecile gave him a warm smile, hopping down from his lap Cecile rushed over to the kitchen to grab the dish of apples, setting them down on a table, in front of Hermes and Meteion before rushing back to the kitchen to start a pot of water for tea. After starting the water, Cecile rushes back to Hermes and Meteion, who both grabbed an apple for themselves, waiting for Cecile to come back before enjoying their snack. The trio sat down together, enjoying their snack before the tea kettle could be heard howling. Cecile placed her apple down but Hermes put a hand on her head.
She looked up to him as he got up from his seat, “Don’t worry, Cecile. You enjoy your snack with Meteion and I’ll go get the tea for us.” 
Cecile beamed up at him before picking up her apple once more. Hermes came back with a gorgeous tea set, one with a cup big enough for him and two cups that were much smaller for both Meteion and Cecile. The trio happily enjoyed their snack together, smiling and talking about what they should make tomorrow. As they enjoyed their snack, time continued to pass on and before long, it was already getting late. Hermes, seeing that the sun was setting, stood up and began to clean the dish and tea set.
“Meteion, Cecile, it’s beginning to get late, I believe you should both be getting ready to rest.”
Meteion, being obviously tired yawns, “But, we never decided what we will make tomorrow, Hermes.”
Hermes smiles, “Don’t worry, we will decide after a good rest. From what I hear, Emet may be stopping by. If you’re good, he may even play with you a bit.”
Meteion smiled, tiredly, “I would enjoy more friends to play with.”
Hermes turned, drying off the dish they used, “Cecile, would you mind showing Meteion to bed for me?”
Cecile nodded, taking Meteion by the hand and escorting her to bed. Shortly after, Cecile returned as Hermes had finished the dishes. Hermes, surprised to see her back, smiles at her.
“Ah, has Meteion already fallen asleep, Cecile?”
“Yep! She fell asleep as soon as she laid her head down.”
“Ah, wonderful. I must be off as there are a few newer creations some of the others wished for me to check up on before I head to bed. It is nothing serious, so you may sleep if you wish.”
Cecile grabs the end of her dress and looks up at him, “I wish to come with you!”
Hermes laughs and pats her head, “I will only be checking on these creations. It should not take me long at all.”
She runs up and hugs his waist, “I wish to come with you, still! I do not care what you are doing.”
Sighing with a smile on his face, “Fine, if you wish to come along then who am I to stop you.”
Cecile smiled brightly as the pair walked out into the dark with only a small lantern to provide them light. Despite her willingness to go out with him at this hour, Hermes found it strange that she remained quiet as the pair checked up on some of the creations of the other ancients. At times, Cecile would even cling to the back of his leg while he did his routine checks. He smiled to himself and patted her on the head, believing her to be scared of how dark it was outside as he never has taken her out on one of his late night routines. The pair quickly rap up their check and head back home. Once home, Hermes sets his notes on the table.
“Now that my work is finished, would you like me to take you to your room, Cecile?”
She shakes her head, looking down, “I… I want to stay in your room tonight, Hermes.”
Hermes is shocked to hear this and gets on one knee to comfort her, believing she is still scared from their trip outside, “Okay, I will take you to my room for the night.”
Cecile smiles at him, her cheeks a bit flush before following him back to his bedroom. Setting down her things, Cecile goes back to the door.
“I am grabbing my nightgown, I will be right back.”
Hermes nodded, pulling off his robe and hanging it before noticing something in Cecile’s bag. Curious, Hermes went to investigate whatever it could be. Inside her bag, there were only books. 
Hermes smiled to himself, “I wonder what she has been reading from the library.”
Inspecting the books, Hermes found several flower based books and at the very bottom he found a strange, smaller book with no title or cover. Interested, Hermes began looking through the book and his face immediately went flush. The book was a detailed almanac into love and the acts of sex. While looking through the book, Cecile enters the room, once more, this time in only her nightgown. Hermes, shutting the book, looks up at her with a stern look on his face. 
“Cecile, I have a question.”
Cecile, seeing the book in his hands, having recognized it, “Y-Yes, Hermes?”
He sighed and smiled at her, “Do not worry, Cecile. I am not upset with you for wanting to learn about these things.”
“R-Really,” she asked with her smile slightly returning.
“Of course. It’s in the nature of every being to be curious and wish to learn things they do not know. I just never expected you to be curious about these types of matters.”
“When I had visited the library, I was unsure of what the book contained and became curious after reading it more. It made me feel… odd after reading it. I wanted to… explore my feelings for you, Hermes.”
He sighs, patting the bed to offer her a seat, “I understand that you feel love for me, Cecile, but I am your creator. It would not be right for us to share the kind of love seen in this book.”
She frowns, “But why is it not, Hermes? What else would explain my feelings for you other than this type of love!?”
“The love shown in this book does not show a creator and his creation, it is between two ancients, Cecile. Love between a creator and creation like this has never happened and would likely put all of us at risk if anyone were to find out.”
“You are already hiding both me and Meteion, Hermes! You’ve said it yourself that if it were known that we existed it could be troublesome so we hardly come out of the house. I just want to know if my feelings are real or not! I wish to kiss you and hold you to see if this is truly the same kind of love or not!”
Hermes looks at her, seeing how upset she is and sighs, grabbing her chin, “Listen, Cecile, I will give you one kiss to help you see if your feelings are true. Only one.”
Cecile, wiping her eyes, only nods as she stares into Herme’s eyes. Gulping, Hermes slowly brings his face closer to hers as she puckers her lips. Finally, their lips collide and Cecile wraps her arms around Hermes as they share a passionate kiss. Cecile could feel Hermes emotions and could tell that he didn’t want to pull away. A quick kiss turned into five seconds, then ten, then it quickly became half a minute. At the end, when Hermes could wrangle his thoughts back and finally pull himself away from her, they shared a kiss lasting over two minutes. After pulling away, Hermes, breathing slowly and heart beating out of his chest stared into Cecile’s eyes. Cecile, feeling the same, stared back until she pulled him in for another kiss. One kiss turned into two, then two became three, and before they knew it, Hermes had laid her down on her back against the bed.
Slowly, he found his hands exploring her body, moving up and down her small frame, thinking to himself about how small he made her. Cecile also explored his body with her hands, feeling his physique, noting how big he is, compared to her, wondering if they could be compatible are not. Once more, he pulled away from her and stared into her eyes , breathing heavily. Cecile, feeling his emotions, began to slowly pull her nightgown down, exposing her small body for him. Instinctively, Hermes kissed her once more and pulled out his erect member, rubbing against her. 
In his own mind, Hermes chastised himself, “Damn it all! What am I doing!?”
Before he could stop himself, he pushed his erection inside of her. At first, he went slow as Cecile’s face seemed to be expressing pain, at first, before her expression became a smile of ecstasy. 
Telepathically, Cecile began to speak to Hermes, “Y-You’re so big, Hermes! I’m so happy that we can finally do this together! Please, go faster!”
Hermes, breathing heavily, began to go faster while thinking to himself, “T-This behavior is only natural, am I right? But I created her, I shouldn’t be doing this!”
Soon, he found that he began to fight himself, mentally, “She is just like any woman. She has every part that an ancient would have, just on a smaller scale. She can eat, sleep, breathe, think, and even decide things for herself but why do I feel that this is wrong somehow!? Meteion is the same way, yet I could never see myself doing this to Meteion but why did I feel like this toward, Cecile!?”
Hearing his internal struggle, Cecile wrapped her arms tightly around Hermes and spoke, “I love you, Hermes!”
Hermes gritted his teeth and continued. The pair made love for well over an hour, before the two had finished. Collapsing into the bed, they laid there, panting heavily, covered in each other's sweat and other fluids. 
Hermes, coming back to his senses, curled himself into a ball, facing away from Cecile, “How could I do that to her? All she knows is things I’ve allowed her to learn and now I’ve taught her something so… indecent. I’ve made a mockery of my powers of creation and shamed myself beyond anything. How can I take the seat of Fandaniel knowing what I’ve done!?”
Cecile, wrapping her arms around him from behind, strokes his head, “Hermes, I’m so happy that I could see what my love for you meant. I know now that the love I feel for you is true. I truly love you, Hermes.”
Hermes, flushed by this point, adjusts his head, “R-Right…”
He has had Meteion say she loves him, but it’s never felt like the way Cecile said it, just then. His heart seemed to skip beats as he mulled over what he just heard.
Cecile, smiling into his back, spoke into his mind, once more, “You feel the same way, right?”
Sighing, he turns around to her and presses her into his chest, “We will talk on that matter another day, go to bed, Cecile.”
Chuckling, knowing his emotions, she snuggles into his chest, “Yes, Hermes!”
Quickly, the two find themselves sleeping soundly in each other’s arms. The next day, the two awake before they begin their work together with Hermes checking other’s creations and monitoring the climate down below and Cecile taking notes for him and helping him manage all of the data. Meteion, noticing how the two feel, smiled even wider at them once they came home from their usual patrols. After the trio make themselves some snacks and have their tea time, Meteion saw herself out to bed, leaving the two alone, as she had an inkling that they wanted to talk with each other, privately. The room, after Meteion left, was quiet with Cecile and Hermes sitting beside each other, drinking their tea.
Cecile, breaking the silence, looks at him and says, “Hermes, I can tell you still feel a bit bad about what happened last night. I want you to know, you are not alone. I can tell you want to feel happiness but have no idea what it is or how to find it.”
Hermes, shocked, looked at her silently, unable to speak or even find how to respond to her statement. 
Cecile continued, “I just want you to be able to enjoy the present, the time we share, not just me and you, but all of us. Me, you, and Meteion. We both care very much for you, Hermes, and wish for you to be happy. We will always love you. Meteion may not share the same kind of love for you, but I want you to know that I will always love you this way, even if you do not share the same type of love.”
Hermes, sighing, embraces Cecile and pets her head, “Do not worry, Cecile. I may not know what true happiness means, but I can tell, even without the ability to feel emotion like you and Meteion, that you both feel happy when I try my best and take care of you both. I will always try my best and continue to protect you both. Giving you both the best, happiest lives I can.”
Cecile, in his arms, knowing that his feelings were true, begins to tear up in his arms.
Hermes kisses her head, “I will tell you, I love you too, Cecile. I am terribly sorry I never knew your true feelings before and I swear I will try my best to give you my all, from now until our end.”
Cecille hugs him tightly, saying through happy tears, “Will you allow me to continue to express my feelings toward you?”
“We can continue to explore your feelings, Cecile. It would be wrong of me to not allow you to explore these feelings. I must also explore these feelings, as I’ve never felt this way, myself.”
She held him as tight as she could, “Thank you, Hermes, I love you!”
That night, Hermes allowed her to share his bed anytime she wished as their relationship grew from this point onward.