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Apollo felt his breath knocked out of him as Endymion embraced him, but he didn't mind it in the least. He holds his young lover tight in his arms, his body still lightly trembling. He whispers softly, "My darling..." He lifts Endymion's chin delicately, as if afraid any touch might shatter his lover. Their eyes catch for a quick moment, locking with an understanding words couldn't induce. Apollo claims Endymion's lips, compelled by a deep-rooted passion, but also an overwhelming love. His voice sounded throughout Endymion's mind, praying to him, Endymion... Guardian of my heart... My lover, my precious god among men... So gorgeous, so perfect... Belonging to you is the best blessing you could ever have bestowed on me... I owe you my life, my love, my soul... All for you... An eternity in your presence isn't long enough.... Apollo's tears were fresh, but with relief as he holds Endymion tight.

Through the scattered kisses, Apollo subconsciously let out a soft murmur of a moan, his instinct to kiss every inch of Endymion and hold him for the rest of time itself was overwhelming, and he wanted more than anything to give in.
The kisses only stopped when he felt other tears joining his own. And even then, they just changed slightly. Apollo pulls back very slightly just enough to see Endymion's face clearly. His eyes melt at the sight of the tears on his lover's face while the constant prayers wash through though him. He whispers, his voice sounding like a cross between a slight sob and a small chuckle, "My love...." He takes Endymion's face gently inot his hands, beginning to kiss away every tear, as well as babbling soft prayers in the process, Seeing your tears is like breaking and mending my heart at the same time, as if I was always the one meant to be here to wipe away these tears... Every tear, I want to push it far away, taste the salty bitterness to suffer myself before making them vanish completely... I want to be there when you feel like your tears are all that you have, when you can't feel anything but the beat of your heart and the flowing of tears... For all eternity, I want to wipe away your tears and promise you that I'll never leave each time I do.... He lays a chaste yet passionate kiss on Endymion's lips.

Apollo couldn't think clearly enough to do anything but kiss Endymion back, the saltiness of the boy's tears slowly fading to the sweet, smooth taste. His arms locked Endymion close, but comfortingly letting his fingers caress his back and shoulders. He pants slightly in between the kisses, almost as if Endymion's lips alone stole his breath. Then I'll never leave you. I'll give you an eternity of this, I'll let you follow my every footstep if it is your wish. I want nothing more than the show my love to you, to let you know how deep my heart beats every pulse in your name. My sweet love....

Apollo begins to run his fingers through Endymion's hair, taking in the sweet sight of his lover sitting there before him in his arms. He sighs slowly, the perfect vision of beauty taking his breath nearly away.
He whispers aloud, "My love, my darling... I'm praying to you... I had never tried before because I didn't know that Zeus had instilled you with the powers of a god...." He continues in prayer, The perfect sense of being and fulfillment heightens when you are prayed to... That is why I was always overwhelmed whe you spoke my name in earnest prayer.... And oh the fulfillment I get hearing you whisper my name like I'm all that exists.... Endymion, lover, I want to give back...

Apollo lifts his hand, slowly tracing the edge of Endymion's lips with his thumb, "The worship betwen two gods is different than a mortal to a god.... but still exists...." He leans forward, kissing Endymion's eyelids. His whole body and soul felt the need to lean forward, to touch, kiss, taste the young god in front of him. He whispers, "The worship is more mutual, the bond deep in each god... but nonetheless worshipping..."

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Apollo sat in slight awe for a moment, his lips parting to Endymion's as all thought left his mind. Reactions were blooming up withhin him, spreading a smooth liquid hear through every limb. He felt the soft fingertips undoing, parting his shirt. The lips faded and Apollo was left with a soft whimpering moan. The prayers were pumping heavily through his veins, promising him things that only his imagination had dwelled in.
He is almost trembling when he finally opens his eyes, his violet irises shining like silk-covered lanterns. He couldn't even help but to moan again as he saw his lover placing kisses over his shoulder. He slowly reaches up behind Endymion, sliding the already open shirt down his shoulders and arms. The movements were slow, something more tender and intimate than it ever had been before.

An almost startled gasp hisses itself through Apollo's teeth, eyes closing and head tilting back as a sudden onslaught of sensation hit. He was panting as the image lay before his mind's eye, joining two bodies together, as if being this close to the young god before him sent a jolt from one mind to another.
Warm hands trace slowly up the contours of Endymion's back, fingertips brushing his sides. Apollo's eyes sweep open and gaze across the short physical gap between them. His voice was soft, almost tremulous with the evident ardor that was coursing through his veins, "Endymion... My only, my love, I....." Apollo knew there were no words he could use to recite this... this devotion, this bond, the need to be as close as possible to the one other person who mattered.