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With a bit of help from Dmyion, Adel now dressed and ready slid into the back seat of Apollo' black bently (sp?) one of the many cars that the pair owned
Being famous, Both Apollo and Endmyion were allowed through the door without too much trouble, The handsome God of Hope gave the door-man a wink and a smile distracking him enough to allow the underage youth to slip in with Apollo. Endmyion felt a littel bad as he did this, knowing that is wasn't right to play with the emotions of others but....
Adel looked about with intrest, he was dressed in a black losefitting suit, it's jacket open in front, a pale colored shirt, open at the neck sugessted a causal manner. The youth looked like a bussiness collage student on a night out with friends and the extra security of having celeberities with him, no-one dared to card him. He smiled. "This is great Apollo."

Adel had to bite his lower lip to keep the silly stupid smile off his face during the two acts to order himself an apple juice to drink.
The glass he was hold shook in his hand as he realized that he knew who the dancer was on on the stage now.
one hand rose to cover his open gaping mouth as he watched the God above him dance and writhe suductively. That's Dion......why...? his heart skipped a beat as he watched with wide eyed amazment.

(( Did Dion know Adel was coimg? ))

Adel watched, his widen blue eyes drinkin gin the sight in front of him, his hand still covered his mouth, it now muffeld the soft pants that came as The youth felt a jolt of arousal course through him, the other youths he dated resently suddenly became unimportant as he watch the god, the sexxy tempting God dancing, his hips moving.....
The youth's face flushed as he watch every movment of that perfect male body, it was almost like....an image, of himself and Dion writhing together, hips gyrating... Adel swollowed hard, the rush of heat spreading to his neither regions.

During Dion's show, Adle's hand had dropped, his expression full of yearing and desire. His tounge sliding along the inside of his parted lips as he imagined taseing those perfect lips, that thursting heaving gimmering body. Seeing the hands caressing Dion's body, in his mind it was his own hands touching him, pleaseing him, worshiping him.
At the eye contact, something within him flared, surged and left him absultely trembling in it's wake. His hands clenched, shoulders tenced as he watched Dion's body tence, a low soft moan almost escaping his lips.....then suddenly Dion was gone.
Blinking, Adel sat still of a long moment, not moving, not even to take a sip of his drink.

Endymion glanced over, he kept his own smile in check. Colbalt eyes catching Apollo's "Perhaps...it was a little much... He had been excited also watching Dion dance with such wonton abandon. But this was Adel and Dion's night.
He put a hand on the youth's shoulder. "You want something differnt to drink?" he asked.
Adel nearly jumped at the touch, not meeting his eyes he brought up the glass and finished it in one drought. "...I'd like....another please." He said, almost slaming the glass down. The boy's brows where frowed in an tence expression of distress. He was fighting his own reactions, trying to calm himself down after that display. "...Dion.....ahhh....Dion... His mind and body spoke silently, a prayer of lust and longing.
He suddenly stood up, chair almost flung out behind him he mumbeled over the music of the next act. "I want to go home." He said, walking with lenthing strides to the front door, ignoring the others that bumped or pushed past in an effort to escape the feelign like he was slowly drowning.
Outside, in the cooler night air, he panted openly taking deep gulping breathes as that prayer echoed in his being. ...Dion...Dion... brushing back pale gold hair from his heated face, he paced a bit. Feeling the heat begin to fade, he smiled werily. 'Oh so that what Dion was up to....' he thought, that insistant whimper still fluttered in his mind. ...Dion...
His Azure-blue eyes shimmering like silver, Adel licked his lips, he wanted Dionysus....

Hearing, Adel truned to the allyways, seeing Dion there he gasps and covers his mouth with both hands, that overwhelming feeling washing over him again and again. Dizzy he took a step back, "Dion... He was trembling all over, shaking, his eyes sliver-blue, the pupils losing color....tears filling them as the youth spirit swam in that first prayer of need. It felt as thought his legs where about to give out from under him. Dion....

"Ahhh~....." Adel let out a soft gasping sigh, his eyes now pure blue mirrors. Hands clenching the God tight to him the boy felt his stomache heave. He was going to be sick! he pushed himself away Dion as his stomache cramped painfully jolting him into awareness. What was he doing? where was he? why did he feel so..... He retched, gagging and coughing as he feel to his knees, losing his supper on the roof. Gasing for breath, Adel crawled away from the mess. Still treambling and feeling so weak. What happened? Fear grew in him. What the hell happened?

Mind fuzzy, he heard the words throught a the dim of dull roar in his ears. But the comforting pressance, he pressed agsint it, taking deep breaths. Slowly the dull roar faded, the pain in his gut subbsided. Drawing panting deep shuddery breathes he opened his eyes, seeing Dion there with him....seeing his own hand clecthed tightly the fabic of the god's shirt. "D-Dion?" He whimpered, his eyes retruning to it's normal shade. "Dion?" He was like a child agin, frightened, and wanting to be held.

Panting softly, Adel looked up into the conserned face of Dion, his god. Slowly nodded, a feeling of wamth and comfort flowering in his soul. "...I...I'm feeling better." he smiled, closeing his eyes again to savor this...strange, lovely perfect moment. It was so perfect, he didnt' want the moment to end.

"Adel!" Emdymion called out, looking around worriedly, the way the boy had run out of there, the young God of hope Hoped that Adel didn't runn too far, were was he? "Adel!"