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The small kiss was like stroking a fire inside him back to life, a taste and softness he had been longing for, so short though to let the fire build upon itself alone. Apollo's lips part slightly and for a split second there was a look of pure longing on his face before he could regain composure. But once he opens his eyes again, it is gone, replaced with the same gentle look he had before. He smiles a little, lightly stroking Endymion's hair one last time as he moved to begin picking up some of the dirty clothes where they had been strewn over the past few days. He glances up suddenly when Endymion paused, curious, "Hm?" His violet eyes looked like they knew more than he let on as a small smile makes its way to his lips.

Apollo couldn't have possibly known this and by the way Endymion turned away. His heart sank sudenly, but his mind wasn't on that. He tosses his handful of clothes in a small pile, cautiously approaching Endymion. His hand found the mortal's shoulder, sliding down his arm in a comforting gesture, "Dymion...? Hey, I-.... I didn't mean to.... to make you uncomfortable... I didn't know th-that-..." He stops suddenly, unable to see Endymion's face from where he was standing, but he could feel the tremors in Endymion's hand and arm. He gently lets go, his voice nearly a whisper, "I-I'll leave you alone if that's what you w-want..."

The god was surprised, but it barely showed in his reaction. he hadn't expected something like this, he had always known Endymion to be shy. His arms finaly lift, his finger trailing up Dymion's sides before the slid back to his back, pulling him a step closer. As he held him,his finger stroked little tender places on the mortal's back. His skin was so soft and warm beneath his fingertips that he couldn't keep his hands away. He bravely dips his head, his face gently nuzzling the side of Dymion's jaw as one hand removed the bundle of clothes pressed between them and then gently led Endymion closer. He presses a small kiss to Endymion's jawline before he could stop himself, his lips barely lingering there.

The prayer hit him like a wave, suddenly washing through him into every crevice of his being and lingering gentle there, before it slowly recedes back. Apollo's lips parted and his eyes slowly opened again, vibrantly rich and locked on Endymion's. There were a few seconds before Apollo lifted his hand to Dymion's cheek, his thumb ghosting over the slightly shorter man's lips. Then quickly, yet in a still smooth fluid motion, Apollo's lips found Endymion's. He was almost scared, he didn't want to drive him away by making a wrong move, not when he had come so far, but he couldn't stop the reaction. His other hand slowly traces up the curve of Endymion's back and finding the boy's hair. The hand slid through the silk, gently fingering every soft strand.

If Apollo hadn't known better, he would have claimed to be in the Ellysium Fields, his body felt like it was floating, weightless with Endymion's. His hands had found their ways back to the boy's sides and were slowly travelling down...
He felt the kiss break and caught somewhere in his short term memory that sound. He blinks, looking over Endymion's shoulder to see Serene. He sighs, knowing it would have stopped sonner or later with her in the room. And she hadn' meant to do it. His hand ghosts down his spine to the small of Dymion's back reassuringly before he stepped away. He smiles a little, mildly frustrated, but also unable to be mad at something as cute as Serene. He says softly, "Serene... darling, there is a much easier way to drink milk..." He giggles a little to himself, grabbing a spare towel and going to soak up the excess milk, carefully avoiding Endymion's eyes. He was still unsure. He had just learned now that he was responsive and wanted Apollo, but... He knew that Dymion had never been touched and he didn't want to push anything too fast and scare him. But as it was Apollo was taking great measures to try to hide his growing need, both the physical and emotional he was harboring.

Apollo nods, "Yeah..." He turns to look back at Endymion, but quickly averts his eyes again. It seemed rude of him to just watch while Dymion was undressing, but for some reason he kept glancing back, blushing slightly. He just couldn't keep his eyes off him, especially after their intimacy only a moment ago. He could help but imagin himself unclothing Dymion, running his hands down that soft creamy skin... He quickly looks away again, mentally kicking himself. He wanted to pick the conversation back up again but he had suddenly forgotten what they were talking about.

Apollo finds one of his own shirts and smiles a little, walking to Endymion and handing it to him, "Here... blue is a good color for you..." He walks over to sit on the bed, gazing at Serene as he spoke, "I suppose.... We can buy her shoes first so she can wear them around, and some children's clothing, though who knows if she'll stay this way... Then go and shop for us..." he looks back to Dymion, smiling.