#welp--

THAT IS WHAT THE CALL YOUR KIND

BUT IT WAS MY HOLY ENERGY

MY RADIENT LIGHT

THAT GAVE BIRTH TO YOUR MUTATIONS

YOU ARE GIFTED, CHILD

A LIGHT AMONGST THE SHADOWS OF THE WORLD

DO NOT SQUANDER IT

WITH YOUR REVERENCE TO LESSER DEITIES

JOIN MY HOLY CRUSADE

BECOME MY CHAMPION

MY SUN KNIGHT!

AND SHILED THE ENTIRE WORLD

FROM THE DARKNESS AT THE EDGES

OF HUMANITY

Avi was sure it would be... rude to think that his evening's meditations had been interrupted, particularly when one considered who was doing the "interrupting". He wasn't sure if the voice was spoken aloud or just in his head, but the suddenness of it had him snapping rigid with shock.

He listened quite attentively to the god-king's words, but felt his awe slowly beginning to wane. Make no mistake, Avi understood who he was speaking to. Lord Amun-Ra deserved his utmost respect out of principle alone... even if he disagreed with half of what he was just told.

The vigilante didn't believe the other deities were lesser, not Horus or Bastet or Ma'at or Khonshu. They all had their place, and he didn't WANT to give them up just because--... just because the king of his pantheon demanded it. After all these years, it felt like he'd be betraying them. And in exchange for what?

Being able to protect more people. Being able to protect everyone. What's the most you can do with your powers now, Avi? Maybe shield a dozen people if you get them all in one spot? You can barely make more than one barrier, let alone hold it long enough to be of any real help. How much more good could you do with the king of your gods behind you?

The venomous needling of his insecurities made him wince, shoulders hunching as he dropped his gaze to the scuffed wood of his altar. Don't be rash. Think. Ask questions. Avi drew a breath and let his eyes follow the trails of incense smoke upwards again.

ME??

Posting about GACHA LIFE/CLUB???

Oh...

Oh n o...

NO NO NO-

Since I drew skid and pump then what will happen if I post it on Twitter.

"Yes, my lord."

"No, my lord."

"Three bags full, my lord?"

"Would my arm be of good use to you, my lord?"

How nice of them. So, so very nice of them. And their plan works. Better than they could've ever hoped.

'Cause now the bastard is crazier than ever.

Jesse sat patiently on the couch, awaiting the blonde's arrival. He was incredibly eager to have Lukas in his arms again.

The gentle beating of his heart, his soft, blonde locks tangled in the brunette's fingers, and those delicious moans that left his addicting lips.

Jesse's always wondered about how he found someone so alluring, so inviting. It's always made his gut twist in pleasure. Lukas was his lost half, the wish he's never made.

The male sighed in content, his ears yearning to drink up that angelic voice that was soon to fill the room. He yearned Lukas, he wanted Lukas, he wanted all of Lukas. Lukas, Lukas, Lukas.

The brunette sat up, growing rather impatient. He turned his head to the right, his eyes landing on his phone that was resting on the coffee table. Then, with a swift motion, he grasped the cellular device, and began dialing Lukas's number.

Suddenly, the click of the front door made him freeze. His heart fluttered erratically as he heard the soft tap of boots. "Lukas," he breathed in relief, his body growing pleasantly warm.

The blonde shut the door softly, brushing a stray hair from his face. His blue eyes were practically gleaming with elation, "hey, Jesse!" he greeted, smiling widely, "the wind out there is pretty intense."

The older male chuckled, "it sure made your hair look unbelievable." Lukas snorted, brushing a hand through his hair, attempting to slick it back. He's always looked so graceful doing so.

"How was it out there?" Jesse asked, opening his arms invitingly. The blonde blinked, his eyes sparkling. A beautiful smile then bloomed across his face, as he accepted the invite. He approached the brunette eagerly. "It was great, met alot of nice people," he breathed thoughtfully.

Jesse felt his grin widen as the younger male sat himself in his lap. "That's good, I'm glad you had a good time," he said, wrapping his arms securely around Lukas's waist. The blonde nodded, snaking his arms around the brunette's neck, "I would've had a better time if you were there," he mumbled.

"Aw, my diamond. C'mere," he beckoned breathily, pulling the other closer. Lukas's cheeks colored with red, "Jesse," he whispered. Their lips then locked together, both of their eyes fluttering closed. Jesse savored Lukas's lips, cherishing every moan that escaped them. His hands found themselves tangled in the blonde's wonderful hair. He playfully tugged on a few strands, earning a light gasp.

Lukas moaned in satisfaction, pressing himself against Jesse, "J-Jesse," he squeaked in between their kiss. The brunette tightened his hold around the younger's waist. He was obviously impatient, "I've been waiting too long," he whined lowly, severely deepening their kiss.

The blonde stiffened, but then moaned loudly, letting the brunette take him all in. Lukas was so soft, and warm, Jesse could hardly take it, so he ended up pinning the blonde down, practically eating him up. Eventually they both parted, panting harshly. The younger male sat up, and let his head slump against Jesse's neck, "ohh, Jesse. That was... that was amazing," he breathed, ignoring the fresh tears slithering down his cheeks. Their session felt so good, it made him cry.

"Jesse," he whispered into the brunette's ear, "Jesse," he whispered again, this time much slower. Jesse smirked fondly, kissing Lukas's tears away, "tired, love?" he inquired softly. The blonde nodded drowsily.

Jesse chortled quietly, hoisting the younger gently into his lap again. Lukas groaned tiredly, weakly wrapping his arms around the older male's shoulders. "Love you, Lukas," the brunette sighed.

"I love... you too... Jesse."

A few minutes later, Jesse found himself asleep, his arms still wrapped protectively around his diamond.

He loved him so much.

❤️