#sub apollo

Everyone’s so fucking sick of you three. Every time y’all go somewhere, together, they makes sure to stir clear or else they’ll see things they don’t want to. They’ve tried banning you from the bathhouse, at least until everyone else takes a bath, but somehow Apollo always manages to sneak you in.

almost nothing but the sweet sounds of our own breathing.

i feel them shuffle next to me, my arm wrapped around their shoulders.

a pair of lips graze my neck, hot breath making my body stiffen.

they smile and start to kiss me, arms tightening around my waist.

i can hear their breath quicken as their lips explore my neck.

i bite my lip.

soon my breath starts to quicken too.

a hand slips under my shirt.

fingers running gently over the most sensitive areas.

it’s gets harder for me to hold back my voice.

my body arches under every touch.

they gently suck on the base of my neck, fingers slipping under my waistband.

“please.” i gasp.

my voice goes high as they oblige.

i feel a smirk against my skin.

“i love seeing you like this.”