Pan

It had been ages since Pan had seen anyone new so very few wandered into the wilds. So you were a particularly special surprise for the god. Even more so was that you were his friend Hermes' new favorite god. Pan had watched from the trees as Hermes had to temporarily leave you behind to fly up to Olympus, leaving you in the forest to wait. You were wary having heard stories from the other gods and nymphs to avoid the deep forest and to never be alone with any of them but particularly not with Pan, though you were never told why. An while you stood at the treeline you couldn't help but feel like you were being watched surely it was just your imagination right? Or so you thought until you heard the faint sound of the most beautifully haunting melody being played. The warnings prickled at the back of your mind but you couldn't help stepping deeper into the trees to search for the sound of the music. You wandered deep into the trees following an animal trail when you spotted him. A male Satyr frolicking and playing the pan flute, his dark eyes landing on you as he continued to dance and play the music. His messy curly hair bouncing around his pair of horns that grew from his head. He twirled and you could see a cute tail wagging behind him as he danced, hooves lightly tapping on the ground. Surely he couldn't be wicked right? Pan watched you following him and had to suppress the smirk threatening to tug at his lips. The god decided he had to have you as he played his magical tune to lure you to him.