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A small smile tugs at the side of Apollo's lips, his eyes warm and he shook his head, dismissing the pointless topic anyways. "Nothing..." he gently nuzzles his face into the crook of Endymion's neck, the scent alone making his skin warm and flushed. His hands gently stroke Endymion's back, holding him but unable to stop touching the smooth contours. His body was pressed flush against Endymion's, feeling as if he couldn't get close enough to such a creature.

The words sent shivers through the god's body as he lifts his head to gaze down into thosedeeep cobalt eyes. His thumb traces slowly over Endymion's lower lip before he leans in. His lips brush the mortal's, soft and warm, but a brush wasn't enough. His lips meld into Endymion's with a pressure than came from love as well as desire. He couldn't stop himself from letting his hands slip under Endymion's shirt, nor from exploring every edge of the wamr skin with his nearly trembling fingers. He didn't want to scare Endymion, but couldn't quite bring himself to stop.

Apollo hadn't even been aware of him own situation until he felt Endymion pressing at his thigh.The was a smal moan waiting at Apollo's lips that tumbled out, soft and low. Unknowing what he was doing ntil he did so, Apollo gently lets one hand roam to the young man's hips, slowly pulling him closer as his own hips rock out, searching for contact.

Apollo's skin was flushed, glowing and warm like it was when he raised the sun. He presses small kisses at Endymion's jawline and neck, surprised and overwhelmed by Endymion's reaction. He wraps his arms around him again, holding them both still for a moment. "Endymion..." his voice was a husky whisper, "Is this what you want...? I don't want you to regret anything..."

Apollo could feel Endymion trembling in his arms and pulled him closer, comfortingly nuzzling his neck as he rubbed his back. He whispers, "If I make you feel uncomfortable, tell me to stop..."
He had remembered Endymion saying he had never been touched, but it also seemed that he was unfamiliar with him own anatomy. That was ok, though, Apollo wanted to teach him. His hand had made its way to Endymion's chest, fingers grazing over it, teaching lightly through the cloth of the shirt, encircling the sensitive n****e, then slowly diving downward. Then his hand hovered over the pulsing flesh, gently massaging. Apollo places small light kisses on Endymion's neck.

((When do you think we should take this to PM's so we don't piss gaia off?))
Apollo's breaths were coming faster, just feeling the man he loved hard in his hand was like heaven. He couldn't describe it, especially knowing he had this effect. He places his lips over Endymion's, letting them melt into place together. At the same time, he rises to his feet, gently leading Endymion to stand with him. He breaks the kiss panting and whispers, "Come with me..." His voice low, breathy, with a hint of seduction and he leads Endymion towards the bedroom.

Apollo looks back to see Endymion stopped right outside the door. He steps closer, cautious, but then sees Serene. He bites back the urge to say something, anything as his body tensed. He hadn't expected Endymion to be so willling, but since he was, the sudden stop was frustrating to say the least. He leans against the wall, cooling himself down, his eyes averted. He finally shakes his head, not wanting to get mad at either of them, but needing a chance to cool off. He says softly, "Sorry... I'll be back later..." He doesn't wait for a reply before he walks from the suite.