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Apollo moans into Endymion's neck, rubbing his half-hard arousal into Endymion's body as he presses closer, kissing and licking at Endymion. The prayer, the need behind it, it all shuddered through him like a strong wave hitting the shore. He begins walking backwards, pulling Endymiont towards the bed as the door closed and locked itself, just incase. Druunk with love and inexpilcable desire, he moans again, lifting his face to catch Endymion's lips in a searing hot kiss, unable to hold back as he devours his lover's lips. His fingers don't stop, but rather, they trickle over the sensitive nerve endings in those lovely wings, playing symphonies down the muscle and feather.

Apollo gasps and moans, the heat passing through his body and spirnging every nerve-ending to life, every bit of warmth pressing up to the skin, itching and cooling as his skin suddenly glowed golden, not just tan like it had before. But now the god against him looked like he was made of gold, skin sparkling as little bits of flame ran over his bare skin.
Gasping and moaning, the god presses to Endymion, to his god of hope, to where his heart lay. His hands slid slowly beneath the mooncloth, loosening where it had been tucked in, his skin warm in a way that tingled across Endymion's beautiful bare ivory skin. He slowly unwinds the cloth and lets it fall about their ankles, pressing the full length of his body to Endymion's and whimpering with need.
Finally, Apollo's eyes open and were as searingly intense as his skin, his pupils havng vanished to two orbs of pure violet, like the very center of a flame, burning with passion but never dangerous. Shaking hands ghost up Endymion's thighs, rear, and smooth back until they met the sprouting of the wings from Endymion's shoulderblades. His voice resonated both in mind and air when he finally spoke, his voice playiing along the air like a verse to a song, "My love...."

Apollo felt almost drunk and dizzy with this sudden power, this energy shared between them, where everything felt so real. His lips ghost over Endymion's neck, his fingers brushing along the very tips of the feathers, sending sensation tingling down the length of them.
He could feel pure, raw hope, strong and overwhelming. But there was more there, every aspect that even touched hope; life, love, fear, faith, desperation, even the uglier aspects of humanity blended in naturally, a seamless work of art. But Even among this was a strong sense of potential. Endymion stood before him in all his glory, and yet still potential hung with him to become greater. He moans as he feels it radiating from Endymion and washing over his skin. He had never shared himself so openly like this, not to anyone.

((uh, we should prolly go to PM's after this message, lol))

Apollo felt the words whisper through himself like a prayer in themselves. Apollo could feel every emotion, every need, every desire.... His blood pounding hot through his veins, he suddenly pulls Endymion flush to his body and kisses him, forceful and passionate, but deep inside Endymion's mind, Apollo knew what his lover wanted, what he was yearning for. He groans at the waves of desire washed over him.
He grins his hips slowly forward, holding to the small of Endymion's back for friction. He moans loudly and releases him, panting, "Love.... Mmmmmm... Lay down for me..." His voice resonated light, but with an almost ancient power to it, gentle and firm.

Apollo smiles, watchng the god and the boy playing video games peacefully as they had earlier. He says in a soft voice, "Um.... The new god is demanding pampering..." he chuckles, "I guess you both don't mind being alone for tonight, huh?"
He walks over to the table andhis eyes widen, but he still grins. They had ordered all their favorites... and much much more. Apollo laughs out loud before he can stop himself and almost has trouble fitting the best of the foam bowls in his arms along with two drinks and plastic forks, "Thanks for picking this up.... I would have paid you both if I had known you were both stuck carrying this load back." He chuckles as he walks back to the bedroom, easily turning the doorknob, but having to do so with his mouth and having to close the door behind him with his hip.

((lol, I do it all the time... you know how talented my mouth is blaugh ))

Apollo sets the bowls down on the bed around them and scoots beneath the covers at Endymion's side, picking a bowl of General Tso's Chicken, "Ah, just playing video games.... Dion was always just a big child, but it makes him endearing...." He pops off the top of the bowl and begins to dig in as well, enjoying the spicy flavor. The slight echo of vibration from the lyre made himshiver with pleasure. The instrument really was a work of art and he had spent so long making it. He couldn't wait to begin teaching Endymion how to play, "I'm glad you like it.... I was a little nervous when I saw you playing the flute and I had almost wished I had made you a flute instead..."

Apollo smiles and kisses Endymion's cheek back, "Mmmm... I can't wait to start teaching you.... The way the strings echo when your fingers run over them.... She is pleased by you, I was so hoping she would take to you...." It didn't occur to him that Endymion may not understand that he refered to instruments has having personalities and souls, so the didn't say anything more about it.
The god sits back, chewing thoughtfully with a smile, "Mmmm... yes.... I just regret not finding him earlier.... Having been under the care of that man for all his life, not even knowing who his mother was when she was right before his eyes being tortured.... Yes, I can't wait to see him as he grows and flourishes...." He smiles almost sadly, nostalgic as he eats another bite.

Apollo wraps his arm around his lover as he feels Endymion leaning in, warm against his side. He blinks, stiffening in surprise to the question, having been taken offguard. But once he thought about it.... He answers gently, "Mmmmm.... That would be wonderful... You should have told me you were so interested, lover..." He chuckles.

((just making sure, Endymion is back to his regular self again, right? wingless?.... and also, just to clarify, Apollo has no idea that these pills even exist and of course, he never found out that Endymion got them.))