I'll Be Your Idle

@illbeyouridle

Neal's face buried itself deeper under the covers of the bed, following the source of heat and resting his head on top of the soft sheets and pillowy blankets underneath himself. The son of Hypnos had often wondered what it would be like to party throughout the night in the Dionysus cabin. Often times, Neal would find himself asleep. Too deep in the thralls of the dreamscape to join the satyrs and other sons of Dionysus. He had found the wait worth it as the faint flashes of last night echoed throughout the son of Hypno's mind and a smile creasing along the bed sheets afterwards.

There was some sort of psychoanalyzation that could be done about Hugo's taste for younger men, especially if they were smaller than him. Something about them being a figurative stand-in for his son. Craving the company of a guy half his age who actually enjoyed his company. (And, ironically, the same was true of Ryder in reverse).

"Never said they made me nice, mate." That mischievous grin grew back onto the younger demigod's face, his hips bucking into the older demigod. Eoin's smaller hands, gripping tightly onto Hugo's hips, pulling his meaty ass down onto his lap, his throbbing cock reaching deeper within the older man's guts each time.

"Well, that's hella encouraging, man," Ryder returns. He never had a problem making friends, but that wasn't the same thing as finding community, and he did get a sense that this place would give him the first "home" he ever truly felt he had. Ever since his dad had to take him in, they frequently shared houses, but all the moving around never let him settle down. This place was settling down... and ironically, his father was here too.

"He could be verse. And with that skirt he wears, he's definitely has caused a few wars on the island for someone's chance to top him." Hector could help but laugh as he ponders Hercules' sexual potential preferences out loud. "Say, I never seen you in a skirt, could be a lethal combo for you."

Oakley's lips quirked up in amusement when the other asked if it was that honest. "Considering we're in the woods? And since I know most of the other children of Hecate, I figured you were either the son of plants or animals god," Oakley admitted with a chuckle as he brushed himself off of the dirt and grime that the track through the woods undoubtedly caused. He smiled as he watched the four foot snake eye him cautiously. Oakley could feel the protectiveness through the bond with his familiar and couldn't help but chuckle as he reassuredly brushed against the snake's head. Putting it at ease.

"And he's as smart as he is pretty to look at." Jackson chuckles, "I'm a son of Pan. Nature and wandering are a bit of a trope for our lot."

Aiden's chipper grin only widened when the other asked him to treat the winner to a drink. "My, starting so soon huh?" Aiden asks with a laugh before shrugging his shoulders. "It would be my pleasure. What are you drinking, handsome?" the son of Ares questioned as he let his eyes roam up and down the other man's body curiously. Taking it all in before returning to hte other man's eyes and offering him his golden retriever smile once more.

Much like how the two demigods went through a journey throughout their walk back to the beach, so did Baron's facial expressions. The son of Dionysus did not mind of course, it was only natural for the curious mind to express itself in a curious manner. Baron noted there were worse ways one's curiosity could be entertained. He watched as the younger man bounced along beside him on their walk back. While Baron would admit, he was a bit of a cute button of a man, the son of Dionysus would have to hold back his flirty nature until after they reached the beach - or at least he could start making out familiar landmarks. In the meantime, he supposes there wasn't anything wrong with sating the fellow demigod's curiosity.

"Careful, Duke. Once you turn this on, its hard to turn back off." Samson winks at the son of Hypnos, playfully nudging him as they made their way further inside. The colorful merchandise and signage filled with those technicolored fantasy creatures surrounded what felt like every inch of the store. "If you put anyone to sleep, we can always pull a Jigglypuff on them." He says while lifting up a plush of said Pokemon that seemed conveniently placed on a nearby aisle. "Sorry, s'that too on the nose?" Samson chuckles softly, tossing the pink bouncy orb of a rendition of Jigglypuff back on the shelf.

Ajay moaned as the kiss between him and Kamal deepened. They weren't even having sex yet and yet Ajay's heart was racing. He wasn't a virgin but this was definitely more intense than anything he could have encountered back in the mortal world. Another sign that living with demigods might actually be better than living away from them. Those pros and cons he would have to weigh later but for now his mind was wrapped up in how good Kamal's tongue tasted.

A cocky smile joined their kiss as Kamal couldn't help finding the other man's remarks humorous. It was hard finding someone around the island who wasn't so bogged down with their birthright or purpose. Who just wanted to fuck for the love of it. Of course, it was nothing Kamal could exactly blame them for. The son of Melinoe knew all too well his efforts in being anything but were all but halted after he found out who he truly was. He would need to internalized this some other time. Right now, Kamal had a handsome man's lips on his mouth and his equally handsome cock in his hand.

Paulo didn't want to let Hector know how good that dick felt in his ass. He never wanted the men who fucked him to know what they did. He always saw it as a showing of weakness, as though being so vulnerable as to let someone inside your body weren't enough vulnerability. But if anything else, he took some solace in knowing the feeling was mutual. His experienced, velvety hole made others pale in comparison.

Hector could never refuse an order from a handsome man, and Paulo was no exception. The young son of Boreas held on tighter to Paulo as his hips pile-drives themselves into the son of Nemesis. The sound of slapping echoing around them. Cutoff grunts and growls cascade across Paulo's ears as the young man's arms held him tighter, a cool and ragged breath forming a small chilly clouds across his lips.

Grant chuckles. "Sure thing, kid," he says, patting the younger man's pert little ass before spreading the peachy cheeks, revealing a taut pucker between them. "You got, uh, much experience with this thing? Wanna know how much prep you'll need... my dick is kind of a lot of people..."

"Such a sweet talker." Eddie chuckled, shudders exiting his mouth as he felt the warm pad of the other man's palm against his ass. The impatient son of Tyche pushes his hips back, eager for the older man to play with his parts. The promise of Grant's size being bigger than Eddie might realize not helping in keeping him patient.

SLOW–BURN SPARKS & QUIET HEARTFIRE

duke had always wanted to try a love motel. it was the only thing he made an effort to seek out while in japan. william was the immediate choice to drag along, and duke knew it would take little convincing to get him to come. they’d known each other for a few months now, and duke was drawn to will. he’d only recently started opening up to more demigods on the island and duke was the type to coax the man out of his shell. the two were nestled together, drifting off after a night of fun. as natural as falling asleep, duke used his influence over the resting demigod to slip into will’s dream. the novelty of exploring a new dream never wore off on duke, and he quickly took in his surroundings. “you don’t have to apologize for anything. i’m intrigued by your mundane,” duke made the endearingly tacky heart decor pulse with a warm pink light, looking up as cherry blossom petals started falling down indoors. “plus it’s kind of impressive to recreate the cabin in such detail. not everyone can do that. dreams always come out a little… fuzzy.” he stepped to the bed, sprawling across it and pressing himself up against will. “don’t forget you can do anything, we can do anything. i’ll help of course.” he smirked, playing with the lighting outside. the sun rose and fell until stars were sparkling outside, moon burning bright.

"I'm not sure whether to take that as a compliment or not. Maybe its a sign I should get out of my room more often." William had began to say, a pink tint spreading across his cheeks. Scratching the back of his head, the son of Hephaestus looks down at the floor. His brow raise curiously at the sight and his toes curl curiously, both sets of them. He would be remiss if William didn't find his leg back on his body to be a bit surprising. He began to think of how many times he had spent time in his dreams not noticing himself missing an amputated leg. Wiggling the toes on his right foot, William chuckles bashfully at the son of Hypnos.

Neal couldn't help but smirk at the other's guiding hands. Neal's hands stayed on top of the other man's hips, keeping him steady as he took in Rio's cock handsfree. His tongue swirls across the thick head of Rio's cock. His hand still applying a bit of pressure at the base, feeling the head of Rio's dick swell as a result. His lips in turn wrapped themselves around the head of his cock. He nurses on the head, getting that perfect suction before moving his head in slow circles, hoping it felt good for Rio. It tasted good on Neal's tongue.

"Size's hardly the most important..." He said, though the look in the other's eyes told him he had nothing to worry about on that aspect either. He was fairly secure of himself, but it was nice seeing the look in his eye anyway, the hitch of his breath as those orbs were drawn towards his cock, the spreading of his thigh.

"You're beautiful."

[  EYE CONTACT  ]  *  your muse gazes deeply into my muse’s eyes. (Aiden and Matty) (once he gets accepted😅)

Aiden brought the piece of fruit to his lips, spreading the inside of it along his lips as he did so before taking the cherry between his teeth. His teeth sunk into the outer skin of the cherry, his lips curling at its sides as he chews. The cowboy knew what he was doing, he always knew. His eyes glinting their familiar mischief towards the fellow son of Aphrodite. Aiden had been at this game for quite a while, although he hadn't expected Mateo to pay him any mind. A great beauty, a grand prize hibiscus, glowing in front of him.

"You sure? Carrying you would save us some time on walking, you practically weigh nothing--!" Just in time to prove the other demigod's point, Abel nearly toppled over a statue after making an unexpected turn into the crowded street. Abel simply shrugs, a blush of embarrassment spreading across his face until he caught up with the other man. "I would like that actually. I haven't had Asian street food in a while." Abel began to say bashfully. He looked around for some outdoor food stalls until he spotted someone hauling their food cart besides them.