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Apollo nods, turning and spotting Serene there. He smiles suddenly, the sight was heart-warming to see the little girl trying her hardestto stay awake despite her little body's tiredness. He follows Endymion and watches as he puts the little girl into her bed. He smiles, "She's so beautiful... Just like I remember her... minus the tail and ears, of course..." He leans down and kisses her forehead.

Apollo smiles as well, walking completely silently until they were out of her room. He looks to Endymion, "You would have liked her, even back then. She was kind and caring for the most part, but her and I had so many fights..." He sighs, beginning to put up the plates from dinner.

Apollo watches the raven-haired youth for a moment, from behind though as if stalking him. He walks up behind him and wraps his arms around his waist. He smiles, resting his chin on the boy's shoulder and laying small kisses at his neck. He purrs softly, "What areyou thinking about?... You are a mystery to me, you know..."

Apollo laughs a little before the boy turned and locked him in a heart-fluttering kiss. He purrs, pulling him closer to their bodies were pressing against one another. He takes the ponytail from Endymion's hair (I forgot if he had one or not, but if not, just ignore that) and runs his fingers through the soft hair. He pulls back enough to gaze into Dymion's bright eyes. The confidence there gave him confidence as well and he tugs the boy back towards the bedroom.

Apollo smiles and lets himself fall into place on the bed, laughing at the way Endymion was behaving. He had never seen him so confident and playful, but he loved it.
And then Dymion began removing his tie and Apollo's smile fades. He swallows hard, watching every movement as he felt his heart begin to pound. Endymion was stripping for him. He losens his own tie, feeling it was a bit too tight, his breaths all ready starting to increase in anticipation. He gasps lightly as he feels heat beginning to stir in his nether-regions, his hands fisting into the sheets of the bed.

Apollo watches, finding himself holding his breath and having to release it in a sigh filled with pure lust and desire every minute or so. The dance was almost too much for him to just sit back and watch. He wanted more than anything to walk you behind Endymion and slide his hands down that firm, leanly built chest, down the flat stomach, further and further... A soft moan escapes Apollo's lips. He was sitting on the very edge of the bed, his eyes locked on Endymion.

Apollo's face was flushed with desire as he gazes up at Endymion. He licks his lips, watching with full attention, every once in a while his gaze would lift to meet Endymion's eyes. Suddenly he wasn;t sitting there anymore and there were lips pressing against Dymion's neck, kissing and licking hastily as if his skin was coated in an addictive drug. He was in front of Endymion, one arm wrapping around the dancing you at the curve of his back, and pulling himself so close that each sway of his hips brought their bodies together. Apollo's member was very noticeable with the movements as well. The thumb of his free hand hooks at the hem of Endymion's pants, tugging them downward until they fell to the floor by themselves, all the while Apollo still worked on Endymion's neck.