Antonio just smiles and gives a soft laugh as Elian giving his rebuttal to it all, which was fine. He knew Elian well enough to know that once they were close again he’d have no problem getting the other to relax. A pinch of his brows at the question, “Nude, I want to be able to touch you.” It’s said softly, it’s true though. It’s what he’s paid for on top of it all.

Elian takes good care of him, he’s never felt unsafe even when blood is involved. Elian listens well, he doesn’t push for more and he’s treated as if he’s something special. It’s not enough to get in Antonio’s head - he can’t think anyone would want something real or more with someone like him and he doesn’t let his mind drift to that. He does play the part though. Antonio reached back and lets his hand rub up and down Eliana arm as a thanks when he pulls his chair out and he sits, “Make it quick.” A wink dropped but Antonio makes due with his time to eat.

Meats first, vegetables next and he has a few sips of water to wash it all down. His long hair gets tied up into a bun, not wanting to get it wet in the jacuzzi as he strips and folds his clothes and steps in, waiting for Elian there. The water holds a certain power over him, or makes him more powerful if he weren’t afraid of large bodies of it. This is fine, more than but it stirs and soothes him at the same time and he’s impatiently motioning for Elian to join him the moment he’s out of the shower. He makes no hesitation hold his hand out to the other to step in and he doesn’t let much space come between them once he’s in, Antonio’s hands moving up his arms and shoulders as he leads him to sit. “You’re so pretty like this.” Bare. Every part of him on display, a soft kiss to Elians collarbone and shoulder. “Did you miss me?” Nose nudging his jaw as he moves to sit on Elians lap, knees on either side, not letting their lower halves touch. They have time and Antonio plans on eating away at it.

Bea hated confrontation. It didn't matter who it was. She usually did everything she could to avoid it. She would much rather just agree with them than deal with anything. Recently Bea had been completely avoiding Ruhn because she knew the confrontation that was going to occur when they finally did meet up. She'd been not telling him everything, despite her previous promises to be open with him.

But Bea couldn't avoid the god forever. While they both had eternity, she knew that was the reason she couldn't avoid him forever. She looked up at him and him sighed. That had been the one question she'd been dreading the most. She twirled her spoon around her tea cup, the gentle tinkling noise helping keep her in the conversation and not shutting down. "I.." She took a breath and looked back him. "I didn't want to bring bad energy to the tea." Bea strongly believed that engery effected everything. Bad engery was something she tried to not bring to something that was meant to be enjoyable. But her clearly avoiding certain topics had brought it no matter what.

He reaches a black painted hand out and nods, if she is going to shake he wants to feel it too, her fear is real of whatever she is about to speak of and if he cannot stop if he will drown in it with her. The mention of Zeus has him still. Not like an expression could be seen anyways but his body is still, almost as if he’s stopped moving. Odin and Zeus he knows well, he knows what they are capable of and that no one tell them no. He does give her hand a soft squeeze before placing his other hand over hers, “You are never powerless.” Is how he starts, it’s true and she should know that, “Zeus is not a god who handles no well but I can hide you for some time…”

Antonio was with a client when his phone rang but Raven paid better so he answered it, besides the other was cleaning herself up anyways and so he had a moment - but a moment wasn’t even needed with the quick one sided conversation. He truly didn’t think anything of it other than Raven must certainly be in a mood and maybe wanted an easy meal, even if Antonio made him pay a hefty amount for that.

Usually he would let the woman linger around but he made a quick goodbye with her and he has no issue with it or with telling her another client is on his way and he needs a moment himself. Despite the job he has where it’s constant people and appeasing them, its conversation and small talk and acting interested when more often than not he’d rather cut off his own ears but he’s paid well for his time and as his clientele grows so do his prices but Antonio is introverted when it comes down to it and he doesn’t know how far Raven is but he take what time he has to take a hot shower and makes himself a small meal just in case he does want to drink from him. He has a decent amount of time to do all this before Raven comes and when the door is opened it’s not what he’s expecting at all.

Before he can see the blood he sees his face, wrecked in a way Antonio is not used to. Despite being paid by this man for his time and body he has grown to like Raven more than most. His time and conversation and his overall being is something Antonio sees as an enjoyment at times and not just a job but he still wasn’t expecting Raven to come to him like this. It’s only once he has stepped in that he sees the blood and there is a steady look of concern as he grabs hold of Raven and doesn’t mind the blood so much, instead he holds him close and Antonios brows pinch as the other sobs against him. A hand at the back of his head, petting him almost as he nods to the question and hums a melody - Italian floods with it in an attempt to calm Raven down, just enough to get the sobbing to stop so he can figure out the rest, “I’m alone, but what happened, baby?” He doesn’t try and move him far, just in and to the floor and set up against the wall so Antonio can pull back enough and start ridding of his clothing to see the source.

He can fell the acceptance of his song but he hums more than anything to keep Raven calm, to keep him here. He wont push for what happened right now, clearly it isn’t the time but he will listen to what he is given. A soft breath at the admission of who’s blood it mostly is, it doesn’t help Antonio worry though. It is a lot of blood and Antonio feels like he’s witnessing a crime scene in the making but he doesn’t have the heart to turn Raven away in a condition like this but he has turned many away for far less. A soft click of his tongue as he’s told how terrible he tastes and he wants to take offense to that, he can’t help the blood he’s given or he’d be drained of it himself but to be told he tastes terrible isn’t a compliment but he supposes could be…

He liked the finer things, sue him. There’s a reason he likes Hypnos too and it’s along those lines as are many other reasons but Hypnos looks caught him first and he liked to see him naked just as much as he liked to see him clothed but this was very different. If Hypnos declined it would be fine and Hades would just never bring it up again, he can take rejection rather well in this instance but he wasn’t going to not start it.

The set if a high end brand, it’s to fit perfectly and only for Hypnos and Hades just watched and waits as Hypnos does give in and really he was ready for it to be turned down but he just gives a soft breath and a faint pull of his lips when its accepted and Hypnos disappears. He’s quiet as he waits, he’ not sure if Hypnos is going to come out dressed and say he hates it or if Hades really is getting a show but the moment Hypnos steps out Hades is speechless.

A deep hum in his throat as he looks the older god over, hands and eyes on his thighs as they straddle his lap, “Far from disappointed, love.” He lets his fingers trace the hem of the thigh highs and over the garter, his fingers trace skin just to graze over one of his piercings before trailing back down, “Fuck.” A soft breath of the word and his hands can’t stop moving over the set on Hypnos, “You look so good…” Hades does lean in and places a soft kiss to Hypnos chest and collarbone before leaning back to look at him more, “How does it feel? If you hate it don’t feel you need to keep it on.” He’d much rather have Hypnos be comfortable. @irrwicht