Born Of Arcadia

“Oh god” he whimpered in shock, even without it pushing inside him he could tell that was going to be a lot for him to take but he wanted it, he needed it. He just felt a need for Lycan that he hadn’t felt before in a long long time. He licked his lips a little as the man spoke and he nodded just a little.

He spread his legs as wide as he could, practically doing the splits. His cock stood up proudly, just a few kisses and the promise of what was to come got him achingly hard and his eyes locked on Lycan as the man slipped down between this legs.

He spent several long minutes devouring his new lover's hole before deeming him stretched and slicked up enough.

He pulled his face away, and hovered over the other man, eyes focused fully on him.

“...intend to? You mean you don’t think you have already?” he whispered in actual shock, his eyes finally opening as he looked into those eyes “I… I did eat a little while ago so I could wait for a feed” he blurted out, hand still on the man’s chest before he pushed back a little “Wait… no, I can’t” he thought for a second and then looked back to the taller man, grinning a little “...not with this much on”

Near the river was a soft bed of moss, and he gently lay the other down here. Claws gently ran over soft, supple skin as the head of his cock gently rubbed at Steve's hole.

But Lycan's cock was large. And he had a knot that he planed on locking into Steve's body.

He could not take the young man without proper preparation.

"Be a good boy and spread your legs so daddy can devour your hole."

"I'm also...from Arcadia. The island...near Greece. The Goddess Aphrodite granted me the ability to fly."

Now, he started floating as he stood before the man he cared so deeply for.

Always human in a way.

"And yes, she approves of it. I'm a shape shifter. I can become any animal I chose and take on their aspects even as a human."

He watched Rory.

He's curious.

"I don't want to be something that drains you. I would never want to drain you. If anything I would want to help you recharge."

He finds himself blushing as he opens the passenger side door of his car for the other and then gets in the driver side.

"Because I care about you, Quinn. You're not just my best friend you're..."

He looked away.

That didn't mean that Max was going to force Quinn to stick around. Max would never force his friend to do that.

"Okay, let's ditch. We've been here long enough anyway."

He rests a hand on Quinn's lower back, leading him out the back and towards his car.

Open to: Anyone (Males if romantic)

Eric didn't drink...but they were in a bar. He was helping out the owner by tending bar. He had known the other man for a short time now. All surrounding the bar and his tending of it.

"No come on you can join me. Though it'll be boring if you don't drink too." Rory smiled at the other and poured himself a glass of wine before he made room for the other man to join him.

He's blushing.

Ari was holding back a growl as he looked at Lestat.

Aria, known as Ari. The musician of Arcadia. It's greatest musical treasure.

Lycan...the protector of the Arcadians. For all purposes...a werewolf.

Lycan had found him 'dying' and whisked him back to Arcadia. But Aprhodite had been unable to rescue him from the vampiric blood. All she could do was offer him a token that would grant him safety in the sunlight.

"I am very baby friendly. At least...creating them. Not that I have any children of my own. Yet. I am a god of fertility."

AJ is the son of Aphrodite and Ares. The God of Arcadia. But Arcadia is a resort now and the men who had lived there for thousands of years are free from it.

AJ is free from it.

And he's looking at the object of his desire...the first to ever gain his interest...holding a baby.

And it does things to him.

Steve couldn’t stop just staring in actual awe, everything about this massive mountain of a man was perfection. His smile, his words, that ramrod cock that looked like it would make Steve bed ridden for a month with one thrust, he was perfection. He could barely think, his body just reacted. His head tilted involuntarily into the large hand that almost covered half his face, his lips innocently wrapped around the tip of that thumb that felt so intense. He was almost completely overwhelmed by the muscular man, his eyes wide and somehow innocent when the man offered to take him on a date.

There was a tiny part of Steve’s brain that screamed ‘going to a naked man’s cabin is a great way to get killed’ but he ignored that because the risk seemed worth it. “I… I’d like that’ he whispered in a soft stunned voice “I mean the date, the cooking, the… wanting, all of it, sounds amazing” his eyes almost hurt from trying to keep right on the man’s face. He slowly got up onto his face, taking a slow deep breath as he brushed some dirt off the knees of his pants. “I don’t think I hurt anything but… I’m not gonna say no to a check over” he was blushing now, his cheeks the darkest shade of red possible.

He pulled the other closer to him, so that his hard cock pressed against the other's belly. Then he leaned down, and claimed what he fully intended to make his. He kissed Steve deeply as claws gently dug into the back of his neck, just barely piercing the flesh but laying a sort of claim upon him.

Anyone from Arcadia would know that the oldest of them fully intended to make this man his mate.

He pulled from the kiss slowly.

"Of course...I could take you here and now. Then carry you back to my cabin, have you again, and finally feed you."

He smirked.

He had never told Aiden that he was from Arcadia. There was in fact, a lot that he had never told Aiden. Like how he could fly. Like how he had a nephew who he was the legal guardian for.

"I have a nephew. Derek. I'm his legal guardian. But other...family members...decided that they wanted him. So I was in a legal battle back home."

Quinn frowns.

"Okay, go ahead, give me the big speech." Amarian let out a dramatic groan while sinking down on the couch. "What is it, tell me, don't hold back." Long fingers ran through dark blond curls. "Why is it that people only lust after me but never want to settle for me?"

He shook his friend.

He had first met Amarian when he was 'fresh of the boat' so to speak. Straight out of Arcadia. Now they were best friend.

Max sighed.

But this was different.

This was Dmitri. This was the guy he had been trying to stay away from. The guy he had been trying not to fall in love with. He closed his eyes and shook his head.

"Cut!"

He started trying to pull away from the other.

"What the fuck!"

He hissed quietly toward the other now.

"No, no, I get it... You can't leave your nephew alone." Hell, he felt bad leaving his cat alone half the time, so he couldn't imagine being in charge of another human being. Still, as the compliment was given, Ethan couldn't help but smile even wider and breathe out a "Thank you". "And you're beautiful too. I mean, of course you are, y'know, being the son of you know who, but..." He wasn't sure how well-known the people of Arcadia were, if he should keep the demigod thing a secret - it was something he wasn't used to.

Especially considering he never had been told himself that he was a son of a God himself.

He smiled softly at the other man.

He could sense divinity in him, but he wasn't sure where it might have come from. There were plenty of humans with faint lines of divinity. There were a lot of gods...and they liked sex.

Creating children with humans was a favorite pass time of many.

"I make you nervous though? I'm not sure why. I'm mostly a normal guy. Mostly. I mean, sure I can fly but..."

He bit his lip.

So the fact that this young kid from Arcadia, whom was capable of carrying children, had come running into his office and was begging for his help... It was almost all too delicious. And it had his cock throbbing his slacks.

"Hush, now, Eric," the law professor spoke as he rose to his feet, quickly walking over to where the obviously disheveled Eric was. Walking closer, he wrapped his arms around his shoulders. "Of course you can stay with me... It just so happens that my wife is out of town, pampering herself before the birth of our child." Or rather she was at the commune with the others that he had gotten pregnant, blessed to be around so many others that just wanted to serve him and carry his children.

One of the many affects of his cock and cum, really.

But right now...he felt sick and terrified after what had happened, so silently, he led the man towards his dorm.

He gathered the important things. His laptop for one. He had already had his phone with him. Then he grabbed some clothes and the books he would need for the next few days.

Outside, campus police were looking for the person who had attacked him.

@bornofarcadia continued from (x)

Lycan knew he was being watched even before the young man made a sound. The ancient Arcadian chuckled...and then groaned as he caught the other's scent on the wind. Blue eyes turned golden as his eyes turned to look towards the intruder. His cock began to swell with the idea of breeding him. He knew...of course...that only Arcadian's were capable of conception. That didn't mean it wouldn't be incredibly fun to pump the poor human full of cum. Slowly, he waded through the water, toward the other male, and stood towering over him. His cock large and hard. "Were you watching me, little bird." Little bird...the boy's heart was racing like a humming bird's wings.

Steve wanted to run, wanted to hide, just keep himself out of sight and hopefully this whole thing could just go away. He cursed his camera for making a sound, what was the point of a digital camera if it still made as much noise as one with film? He was staring down as the ground, hoping maybe if he didn’t look that he wouldn’t be seen and this’d blow over… but then he saw a shadow slowly covering the ground and he had to look up.

The sight before him was even more incredible than what he’d seen a moment ago. Even with some distance he’d known that the man was obscenely hot, well defined and muscular but up close was a whole other story. Muscles where he didn’t know muscles could physically be, hair that almost seemed to have been intentionally placed purely for aesthetic purposes, the most perfect pair of pecs Steve had ever seen and all of it paled in comparison to a cock that was so perfect that Steve’s mouth watered.

"Make it up to me?"

His thumb ran over the other's bottom lip before slowly pushing inside.

"Oh, there are so many things, little bird."

He hummed.

"But I'm told starting an interaction with sex is usually frowned upon outside of my Island. So perhaps...what do they call it...a date?"

He chuckled.