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Apollo glances over to him, smiling, but looking a little concerned as to what Endymion would need to talk to him about that he couldn't ask usually. Endymion rarely asked many questions. He smiles nonetheless though, "Of course, I don't mind at all..."

Apollo nearly chokes on his soup, but recovers quikly, gently wiping his lips and turning his gaze to Endymion. He had guessed that the mortal would be unfamiliar, but... His lips part slightly as he thinks for a moment, "No... It's natural for men for that to happen... You've never...? It's never really been..?" he shakes his head with a small smile, blushing a little. This was harder to explain than he thought. He finally continues in a voice just above a whisper, "Your body is anticipating to be touched... To find release for the seed inside of you... It's your body's plea for intimacy... It felt good, didn't it?" He smiles a little more.

Apollo could feel himself glowing, the warmth within him pulling at the bottom of his stomach growing. He answers in a similar whisper, "I'd love to..." His arm brushes Endymion and he could all ready feel tingles racing up his spine even at the small amount of contact. He was blushing somewhat, but not nearly as badly as Endymion. He takes another sip of his soup from the spoon, wanting to at least get through this dinner before his body threatened to lose control.

Apollo smiles warmly at the sight, Serene's behavior being too unashamedly cute to ignore. He resumes eating, not speaking too much. He finally looks to Dymion, "Well... do the new clothes fit you and Serene well? They are stunning..."

Apollo's lips part slowly at the display, and if Endymion hadn't been such an innocent soul, Apollo would have sworn it an invitation. He smiles a little, deciding to handle this carefully. He gentlytakes Endymion's hand, rubbing until it slipped from his lips. His other hand raises, cupping his jawline as his thumb grazes over the boy's lips, "You like it?... It's funny you picked this... Nutella Gelatto... It was made in the land we are from, but many centuries after... Rich creamy chocolate in a thick syrupy form over flavored frozen clouds of cream... Americans call it Ice Cream, but gelatto is much creamier and softer..." He follows Endymion's example, dippinghis finger into the creamy dessert and lifting it to his lips, suckling at his fingertip.

Apollo had seen this something a few times before in Endymions eyes and it made his heart leap in his chest. But he stays calm, keeping his eyes locked on Endymion's, "Why compare the two when you can have both...?" He dips his thumb into the decadent dessert then lifts it back up, ghosting it over Endymion's lower lip. He smirks at the sight, guiding the boy's lips down to his own. He was slow, sensuous, he was tasting and caressing the youth, making sure they both could taste the gelatto.

Apollo's lips part, watching Endymion suck at his thumb, he felt much warmer than he should have felt. He draws the mortal closer, kissing him as if there was no time left to ever kiss him again.
But the sharp tinkle of silverwear caught his ear and he looks up. The bottom half of Serene's face was covered in gelatto. Apollo laughs, his hand giving Dymion's face a last small touch before he turns to begin dabbing the girl's face with a napkin.