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Studio Killers - Eros and Apollo

     ❛ several ❜ the younger god’s eyes sparkle with pride. thousands of years later and he’s still got it. ❛ what can i say daddy, bad bitches love t’ love me. and i love t’ love ‘em too. ❜

         “that’s what i’m talking about” the father wraps an arm around lakkhos and kisses his temple, one of many loving gesture he always has available for his beloved son “----mortal babes LOVE this fresh god!”

yeah, not so fine and dandy.

    “ yeah, y’reckon? where’d y’take me? “

                      “the moon” he mutters as lazy arms wrap around him

    “ y’say this every time i gotta go. people’re gonna think i skipped town – “

            “not a bad idea, you should skip town with me------”

She had him there. With a huff, she watched as his pants joined her clothes on the floor, her eyes hooked on how utterly beautiful he was. How was that even fair? “I can’t really be here right now…this must be some sort of dream.”

Now fully high, Rosie couldn’t help but giggled against his rather nicely toned chest. How could she be here with this statue of a man? “If you rip them I’m going to be mad..”

                   “how you gonna be mad if you’re so wet...” he whispers, moving her on to the pillows on the floor as he lowers his pants, open mouthed kisses on her neck as he pushes himself against her letting her see what big a deal fucking a god was

Starter call?