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Apollo gently kisses Endymion's hip, purring, "Mmmm... did I mention that this is a very long movie?" He shoots Endymion a smirk, inwardly wondering how many times they could christen the theatre in one showing of "Gone with the Wind." He kisses Endymion's cheek, sitting back as the movie began.

Apollo groans only just audibly and turns, kissing Endymion lightly, but lingering as a slight tease. He rests his hand on his lover's thigh, slowly rubbing it up and down, his hand getting close to the heated center of his lover's being, but never touching it.

The sounds that Endymion was making made arousal curl hot and deep in the pit of his stomach. His fingers stroke up Endymion's inner thigh, this time 'accidentally' grazing across the bulge in his pants that was becoming mor and more prominant.

((of course, I'm almost appalled that you are accusing me of such vulgarity..... almost....lol, I promise to be good, LQ *hugs*))

Apollo had the top down in their new convertible. He had given in to the lazy sun of summer, drinking it all in. His skin was also sunkist, but he was getting his tan in a slightly different way than Endymion. After six monthes or so of living a life of relaxation and debauchery, Apollo pulled himself up and dived back into the music business. The band was now doing better than ever, receiving international press and much local support as well. The tours were short; Apollo knew Endymion wouldn't mind tagging along, but frankly, not seeing Adel for such a long amount of time would be utterly heartbreaking for the both of them. Adel was almost like a son to them, or as close to one as anything else.

Apollo was just returning from a 3 month tour and had picked Adel up on his way back from the airport. The teenager was reclined back in his seat, soaking up sunshine like a sponge, a bright white smile gleeming on his face. Apollo grins, carding a hand through his shorter, thick black locks. He had cut his hair while on tour and he was hoping that Endymion would like it. It was nearly to his shoulders now, brushing them slightly, the thick waves cut slightly choppy. The car slowed to a halt in the driveway and the music and engine cut almost instantaneously. Apollo was out of the car stretching, is eyes searching about before landing on Endymion again, "My love... I've missed you...."

Apollo presses a light kiss to his lover's cheek, nuzzling his neck before turning his attention back to Adel. It was strange, seeing the boy still in such a small body, altough it was obvious when talking to him how much he had grown in maturity. He was much like any other teenager, as far as where his attitudes and interests lay.
"Hey, yeah, Adel showed me it on the way over. I wonder when you were planning on telling me..." He playfully smacks Dymion's a**, "I know you don't like making a big deal about it, but I do..."
He glances over to Adel, smiling a bit at the boy's frustrations. Adel had his two families, and they were very different. Of course, Apollo and Endymion got along famously with Rubius, but they had never formally been introduced to Sarah. "What's so bad about another sibling?... Oh well, you won't have to suffer through it much longer. You can do whatever you want when you're 18..."

Apollo had always been a perceptive god, but not always a blunt or rude one. He wraps his arm lightly around Endymion's shoulders, sighing a bit. he knew something was up, but he wasn't going to push it now, not with Dymion looking so nervous. He would settle in a bit before learning about what had happened. He glances around, making sure no one was nearby before his bags lifted from the back of the convertible and followed them inside the house. He purrs, "Eh, sure, but let's wait 'til tomorrow, I don't feel like doing anything today but relaxing...." He glances forward at Adel's lone form, walking far ahead of them. He whispers to Endymion's mind, "Soo... How has he been lately... still trying to deal with the cruel little bastards at that goddamn school they send him to?? I swear, if they inflict any more emotional damage on out Adel, I'll withdraw him from it and tutor him myself..."

"s**t..." Apollo gazes at him, a look of contained fury flitting across his face. He understood that Dymion had fans. Apollo was one of them. But when those fans decided to invade their personal space, Apollo couln't help but become protective and slightly trigger-happy. However, he always looked calm and composed when he was angry, lhis face a mask of stoicism.
Apollo very calmly steps in front of Endymion, shielding him from the stupid mortals, "Oh look, Endymion, I wonder how far they traveled in order to find out that they are on private property and that the police will be called if they don't leave in a few seconds..." He sneers down at the ambitious one of the group, "And you must not know Dymion very well... Unless you're just a very ugly boy.... Get the ******** out of our yard!"