Like A Vivid Dream

He looked over the merman, surprised to see the peek of a cock under the water.

He slowly made his way towards shore, his tail melting away to legs as he held a hand out toward Eric.

"I'm the only one able to change form. It's...complicated. But why should it not be us to unite land and sea?"

His cock is hard as he looks at Eric.

the kiss gives him everything he wants and more, and he didn't fully grasp how much he needed it until it ends. daniel's left there, and it isn't for very long. but in that time, he doesn't really .. move. the pillow from before is still over his dick. and the only noticeable difference is that he had leaned forward a little.

He smirked and gently grabbed at the pillow, pulling it away to reveal Daniel's erection. He moves to kneel between Daniel's legs, spreading them wider as he settles between them.

"I want to hear your fantasies. Tell me what you want me to do to you."

"Corinthian taught me how to cook."

He had omitted Corinthian's love of eyeballs. The man only ate them raw and didn't partake of them anymore anyway. Mostly he just tossed 'eyeballs' into a recipe to gross his 'nephew' out.

okay. process that. with how much daniel had been taken off guard, he allows himself to be moved towards the bed without really thinking about it. but it's a decision that he makes, to let himself be pushed down. vivid's being serious. and as the shock of that wears off, it's replaced by a different kind of desire.

He leaned down though, kissing Daniel's lips deeply before licking over the other man's lips. He backs away, watching Daniel before heading into his room and grabbing the desired materials. A condom, and a bottle of lube.

Returning to Daniel, his eyes look over the other man.

Perfect.

"Oh, I absolutely offered to help."

He moves closer toward Daniel, a small smirk on his lips as he slowly guides the other man towards the bed.

"But I have questions. How far do you want to go? Are you a top or a bottom?"

He pushes, gently, letting Daniel choose if he wants to fall back against the bed or remain standing.

He chuckled softly.

"Please, enjoy. Would you like some butter for your bread?"

When his skin was finally shown, he felt that tongue taste him, and he all but gasped, reaching for Vivid's body to ground him.

Seeing him near his lower region, Finley bit his lip. "Hopefully not too dangerous." He muttered in a silent chuckle. "I don't want to hurt you..."

He remembered his brother's story. Orpheus had fallen in love and his bride had died on their wedding night, bitten by a viper. He had failed to save her from the underworld and been punished for it.

That didn't stop him though.

They could be different.

Vivid was not Orpheus.

His powers were infinitely more than what his brother had. With each death he became stronger in his next life.

Three down.

Stronger than his own father now.

"Now, now, Alec. Don't deny us food." Anubis teased.

"Food. And then plenty of kisses. Even more perhaps if that is what you are willing for."

He kissed Alec one last time, before the world shifted again.

Anubis no longer in his own body as they appeared in a kitchen that smelled heavenly of fresh baked bread and a meaty stew.

Pulling out a chair for Alec, he worked on slicing the bread and then filling two bowls with stew.

He closed his eyes tightly for a moment and when they opened, they looked like something from a painting. So many colors in so many shades swirled around as he reached up, finger slipping into Drake's hair.

He smiled softly at Peter.

And yet, he rips Creighton's shirt open and gently runs his hands down the other's beautiful chest...before the scent of burning flesh. His finger works a pattern into Creighton's skin. A mark that is purely his own. It burns like fire but looks like ink. Either way, it is a magical brand.

@likea-vividdream continued from (x)

Time passed differently for beings like Vivid. A year could feel like a day at times. Had it really been eight years since he had first met Joseph? The idea had made his eyes blur for a moment as he tried to string days together in his mind. He hadn’t meant to ignore the fact that Joseph was fingering himself in his bed…or that he was very obviously coming onto him. After all, Joseph knew more about Vivid than most. Like the fact that he wasn’t human. “Shit…it has been eight years.” He frowned. “I never bought you flowers. I feel like that is something I should have done.” Emotions were different for Vivid as well. “I thought we were already dating.” Surely…right? Why else would he stick around someone for eight years that passed in a blink of an eye. “Joseph…” And now he focuses on what the other is actually doing and his eyes grow wide as a vibrant blush covers his pale cheeks. “Joseph!”

Joseph couldn’t wipe the smirk off his face as he just watched Vivid slowly catch onto what he was doing. There was something so truly adorable about how Vivid’s mind worked, watching him go through the stages of understanding what was happening. Slowly Joseph pulled his fingers out and dramatically moved to sit on the edge of the bed

“You keep saying my name when you should be moaning it… gotta fix that”

he stood up and walked over to his friend and gently reached up to grab the front of his shirt “Vivid… honey, if we’ve been dating then there’s one big part of dating we haven’t done yet and we need to fix that” he whispered, leaning in close to the man and pressed his forehead against the slightly taller man.

Eight years.

He gasped into the kiss as Joseph pressed his body against his own. Vivid was still wearing pants...but he quickly pushed them to the ground as he pushed Joseph back onto his large bed. The other man looked beautiful against his red silk sheets.

"Joseph...Are you sure about this? If I claim you it will change your destiny. You know that right?"

If they did this...then Joseph may wake up as something other than human.

He covered the other's body with his own, kissing gently at his neck.

"Need a hand? Or a mouth?"

Vivid was a new roommate for Daniel. He had only lived here a couple of weeks.

He kissed Robin's lips softly before going back to work. He wanted to taste the essence of his lover.

"I am whatever you need me to be, Ilon."

This was strange.

His form had always been organic before. Alive. But after his last death his soul had been placed inside of this inorganic body. Desire, his relative had insisted he give it a try, suggesting that it was the easiest way to get him 'laid'.

Desire was an asshole who deserved a foot up the ass.

But Desire would probably be into that sort of thing.