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Apollo was probably more happy about this then Endymion was. He had been hoping not only to gain the attention of the little soul that loved Endymion so much, but also to somehow feel relief from the bad memories of Diana. He sighs , and says softly, "I almost hope she doesn't... She wouldn't let me touch her if she did..." He gives Endymion a halfway sad smile.

Apollo laughs and kisses Endymion's hand, smirking, "No, I'll watch for now... I want a dance with you alone later though..." He sits back, watching the two of them dancing, of course, comically. As cute as Serene was, trying to get her to dance was like trying to get a puppy cordially bow and invite in the guests. But it was cute, nonetheless, watching them both.

Apollo sat back, watching them and laughing at Serene's antics, but in pleasure, not mocking. The girl was as cute as could be, but so innocent and confused that all of the things she did learn seemed like miracles. He watches them waltzing, looking like a mature suitor leading his betrothed young fiancee around the room. He smiles as they soon got the hang of it, moving smoothly. Apollo blinks, then suddenly remembering. He says softly, "Endymion... when did you learn how to waltz so gracefully?"

((hey, just so you know, I just had surgery so I won't be on as often))
Apollo smiles at this. He could remember all the stages of the earth, from the first time anyone had waltzed to its full potential among royals in glittering ballrooms. But he had also seen it slowly die away. Apollo rises, his voice somewhat distant in memory, "You were very lucky to have met a man that remembered how to dance, Endymion... And he taught you very well.... And of course, we are both happy you found Serene..." He gives the girl a loving look, stepping closing and stroking her hair and ears gently. He then takes something from his pocket, a bouncy ball with a few feathers attached. He dangles it, catching the girl's attention and then tossed it for her to run and play with. This wasn't for his own gain alone, he knew that the girl was only going through the rituals to please Endymion, and knew she needed a play break. He looks back up to Dymion's deep cobalt eyes, offering his hand, "I would be honored if you would dance with me."

Apollo could feel his heart fluttering against his chest as he led Endymion. His eyes hadn't deceived him at all, Dymion really was as skilled as he had seemed to be moments before. Apollo found himself beaming, his skin glowing slightly, but his eyes were locked on Endymion's. He brought the soft ahdn that he held to his lips and placed a small kiss there, his eyes bright violet.

A slow shiver ran up Apollo's spine at the touch, his lips parting. He didn't know that a human could affect him this strongly. Endymion had barely touched him and he felt weak at the knees. Apollo smiles somewhat, his own hand that rested at Endymionly waist gently pulling him closer until their bodies were barely an inch apart. Apollo lifts his chin, placing a soft kiss to Endymion's forehead.

The god's lips dipped once more and found Endymion's eagerly awaiting his own. Apollo's kiss held an unending passion that wasn't forceful or greedy, just gentle and slow, as rhythmic as the dance itself. His body closes the distance until they were holding each other in a flush embrace. Apollo's lips were stil close enough to be brushing against Endymion's as he whispers, "And should you leave me for the Ellysian Fields, I'll leave this wretched earth to follow..." ((Uh... Ellysian Fields was the ancient Roman form of heaven... I can't remember the Greek name))

The question took away Apollo's breath, he was never expecting Endymion to be so forward. But it made his heart pound just thinking about it andn the words had nearly set into action his own hopes and desires. He kisses Endymion's hand again, smiling a little, "Of course, my love..." He gulps hard, hoping that Endymion was really insinuating what he thought. He press his lips to the mortal's in a soft smooth kiss.