I've been doin' that shit too.

  He couldn’t being to imagine the things which the god could do to him, so that stuttering acceptance was for the best.

  The god snickered at the way the boy reeled from having his senses assaulted by the sudden “turning on” of the world around him again. Not even those faint sounds from somewhere far away were enough to have saved him from being startled. Once the child had stuttered out his last words, the god leaned in.

   He doesn’t have to, but he really seems to want it enough to hold out for a little while. Who knows- Poor thing, looks very, very upset, and almost a little angry. Upset- more or less grumpy about it.

      “Well- fine..” Sex with a god sounds amazing- But he’s still very upset about it. A soft, annoyed sigh escaped him, but he didn’t fight it any further. Yet- who gave him the right to walk away from him?

  “Really? You’d say that you seduced me? And who’s even going to believe that there is a god walking among them somewhere?”

  They’d be more likely to believe that the teen was crazy than anything. However, that really didn’t matter as Iio laughed. He was, as the boy spoke, actually finding him a little intriguing. It was almost glaringly obvious that the other had ulterior reasons for wanting sex so badly. It wasn’t just boredom, Iio knew what boredom was… and a craving for sex was not that. That was something else, a coping mechanism… a way to not feel as though one was all on their own. A way to momentarily have someone to be with, to share an experience with.

  Sure, Iio had had sex to get a relief from his boredom before but those times were few and far between. Gracefully he shifted back to his male form, looking down on the boy once again. He did have a point – given the chance to have sex with a god, there probably weren’t too many who’d object. After all, it was one thing to say that sex was godly and a completely different meaning to claim one had had sex with an actual god.

  As for whether or not he was playing with the boy, oh yes, very much. That’s what he’d been doing from the beginning… 

  “Maybe when you’re older, I’ll indulge you. Come find me then.”

  It would be something to look forward to for the horny boy.

  There came another snap and abruptly the boy’s ears would be assailed with noise as everything came to life again as though nothing had ever happened.

   And that was proven by the god’s next statement.

   He paused, glancing up at the other male. Really? Seriously? It almost pissed him off- but if he wasn’t standing in front of a fucking god, he’d snap at him. But instead, he just stood there, staring. 

      “You- You mean-” Oh dear- he’s upset, and shocked. “Well- Um- Okay then..” He won’t fight it though- he just gives a soft nod. But- once things started moving again, he looked even more shocked. Dear god he’d forgotten that life can go on around him.

  “Weed and pleasure?” Disinterest colored the deities tone.

  While the promise of pleasure was valuable no matter that he’d had sex countless times before with multiple people, the promise of weed was in no way something he was interested in. If it, perhaps, had any effect on him, he might be inclined to enjoy that prospective ‘reward’. However it did not, not anymore at least.

  The god sighed. It certainly would kill a little time, but… what reward did it have for him? Was there anything aside from a short while of pleasure? There was apparently the idea of watching the other get high while he could not, yet that held no appeal to the god at all. He would have to think about this a bit, did the pro’s outweigh the con’s? Iio really couldn’t tell. It seemed like the boy was just about begging him to get in bed for whatever reason.

  “Why do you want me to get in bed with you?” he questioned again. He couldn’t understand it; why was the boy so persistent? Why did he want to sleep with him so badly? And even after he’d made himself out to be a threat the far younger male was still interested?

      “Why?” 

   He let out a sigh, chewing on his lip for a moment. Why was he so interested? He wasn’t even sure he knew. Well- he knew. But he wasn’t willing to admit he was lonely. Maybe he could- but maybe he’d continue to try and convince himself it was just for pleasure.

      “Cos’ I like cock? That’s not a good enough reason? I dunno- you are attractive. And it’s been a while for me. I wanna feel somethin’ other than bored, y’know.” Sure, that’s better than outright saying he was alone.

   He offered a soft shrug, looking over at the god once more. “Are you just playing with me now? If you don’t want to, just say no. Avoiding it isn’t helping either of us.” At this point, he almost thinks its not worth it. What to do, what to do..

  “I didn’t come here because I wanted to, honestly; at least not originally. I just came here because some other gods didn’t want to get their hands dirty with the job of population control. But none of you were very developed so there wasn’t too much I could do – at least not where it would actually be fun. I hadn’t ever visited earth before that so I decided to stick around.”

  “The past 200,000 years has given me a lot of time to make up for not being able to do my original ‘job’ though. It’s gotten a lot easier to make you ants go to war with each other in the past couple centuries though.” His voice dropped a bit low. “It was more fun when it was ‘work’ though. It’s too easy now, all you need to do is say a few things and someone’s going to attack someone else.”

  Humans had become so boring. And as for the case of his sleeping with the boy…

  Iio came down from his perch, right before the child changing form to that of a young woman, a smile playing on his lips. He got close to the young man, looking up at the now taller boy, hands clasping gently behind his back as he rocked very slightly on his feet.

  "Why do you want me to sleep with you so bad? What would getting in bed with you do for me?”

  That was some impressive persistence, Iio would admit that, but he couldn’t fathom why the boy was still trying to get him in bed. He would have thought the boy would have given up on that – everything about the younger seemed to scream that he thought Iio was a predator, a threat. Not that the god much cared, he just wanted to know… what would his getting in bed with the boy do for him? What could the boy offer him?

   Oh- now that was scary. While he had been fairly composed for the moment, that had it waver just a touch. But with the mention of war- it seemed to ease his discomfort a little more. Still- how comfortable can you be with the potential cause of your death right in front of you?

   But when he once again stood before him as a.. female? That caused him to step back, shocked. She- or he- touched him, leaving him both uncomfortable and amazed. 

      “So you- you cause wars, kill people, and mess around with teenage boys.” He could have worded that better. “I.. Well, I believe you now..”

   But at his question, he paused, thinking. “Well- I like sex. I like attractive, older men. And you are- Were? Are an attractive, older man. As for what’s in it for you- um- same thing as for me? Pleasure? I guess? Knowing that you’ve got someone to fuck is a nice thing- I think.”

   True, he doesn’t have too many people he keeps in his life after sex, but there were a few cases like that. The more enjoyable days were those with someone he was more comfortable with than a stranger.

  “Yep, a god.” Iio repeated, suppressing a broad smile as he watched the other in something like bafflement. Now he was having a hard time believing what he was hearing. This boy was having some trouble grasping the fact that he was in the presence of a god as expected… yet he also seemed fascinated.

  Well, Iio supposed that wasn’t too out of the ordinary – this boy wasn’t the first to be fascinated by him and his being. Nor was he the first to be terrified of him either. … And he certainly wouldn’t be the last.

  When the question of “how” was brought up, thew god leaned back on his perch just a little. Hm… now what to respond with? He supposed he could attempt giving the honest answer and see where that led him. So, without too much more pause for thought:

  “I was made by a few other gods to be their fall man… If you want specifics on how I was created, you’ll have to take that up with one of them;  I really don’t remember. It’s been 400,000 years since I was ‘born’; that’d be a longs ways back to remember, even for me.”

   He seems to be understanding just a little bit better at this point- still looking absolutely baffled at the strange turn of events. He needs more time still- but he might at least seem like he’s back to himself in a moment or two.

      “S-so.. So you’re here- why..?” And why was he still here? Usually, you don’t stick around to ask the threat more questions. But- here he is,  staring up at the ‘god’ in awe.

     “And you- um...”

   He cleared his throat, taking a deep breath. Okay- He was okay. He wasn’t dead yet- so it was clear he’d be okay for at least another moment.

  “That’s the point though, if I looked as old as I am… well, I don’t think anyone would want to come near me. And that would make everything a lot less fun.” he replied.

  The sharp crack of fingers snapping rang out through the air and something that went beyond “out of the ordinary” happened – everything stopped. Nothing moved, all the world surrounding the pair at a standstill. People froze mid-step, animals stopped, birds or planes were held captive, suspended in the air. There was suddenly no noise, no birds or people or automobiles. It was silent save for some very distant noise that emanated from who knew where.Perhaps it was the faint noise of other cities which could not normally be heard above this city’s bustle.

  Now, there was “only” the boy and Iio.

   When things just.. stopped, he practically froze, himself.

      “Y-you-”

   What has he gotten into.. What is he supposed to do now? God- he now thinks he’s dead at this point- unless by some miracle he’s released from this terrifying mess of things. Gods- he was scared- but could hardly express any real emotion through the literal wonder of the situation.