apollo twilight

Poseidon's sense was very keen, when the arrow pierced through the air and pierced him like the wind, he dodged it narrowly, only losing a few strands of sea blue hair around his cheek.

Poseidon: "...What are you doing! Apollo! I didn't do anything!"

What did you do?After Apollo walked in, he realized that the intimacy between the two was just a blind spot caused by the posture. In fact, Poseidon had no chance to touch Akyates' cheek at all.

But Apollo still felt that it was a pity. If Poseidon really wanted to do something, the arrow just now would be enough for him to get up again.

Not knowing how dangerous thoughts were going on in his nephew's mind, Poseidon looked very hurt. Once he was hurt, he held his heart to the moon and the sea, showing the melancholy of the Aegean Sea.

The eyes sunken into the moonlight are extremely beautiful. Although he always does not show extraordinary charm in front of Akyates, when he calms down and is surrounded by the ocean representing his authority, only then will he realize that this man is So handsome that I forgot to breathe and my heart beat when I saw him.

Many sailors lost their minds because of Poseidon. They didn't recover from the obsession until their bodies couldn't bear the pain of suffocation and began to heave their chests rapidly.

Even though Poseidon doesn't have the singing voice of a siren, his own charm is better than all the magic of charm.

Under the shroud of night, the sea water silently washed over the hull, and there were still predators roaming in the ocean, but the movement was barely audible now.

Akyates walked out of the cabin. The design of the human hull is not scientific. Dozens of big men crowded into a room to rest. The intoxicating smell is enough to drive any god who loves cleanliness out of their domain. Especially without ventilation.

When he was on the splint, he saw Apollo with his arms resting on the edge of the ship, leaning sideways and looking into the distance. Under the witness of the glory, Akyates wanted to kiss him.

The palm is pressing on the heart, where it is beating uncontrollably, I don't know what's going on, the rhythm of the beating of this heart is often out of his control, just like when encountering Apollo, every time it makes Apollo Kyates suspects his heart has betrayed his people.

Having a headache, he pushed back the black hair that fell on his forehead, revealing a pair of dark blue eyes full of coldness and domineering. His approach seemed to frighten Apollo, and Akyates felt his body tense slightly. .

Are you nervous?

Akyates thought.

But why are you nervous?I don't want to do anything to you!

Akyates came to him, and since he saw him, hatred was churning in his mind, and the suppressed sadness made him feel sick and wanted to vomit, but he endured it for some unknown reason.But today, this strange hatred did not shake his will, and the unbelievable calm made him stare at the rippling water from time to time without saying a word.

Apollo was always peeking at him, and Akyates knew it since he saw him. Even when he was talking to Poseidon, he peeked at his reaction out of the corner of his eye.

Although it is a bit narcissistic to say so, he feels good, and even likes Apollo like this, but a person cannot hate a person and like a person at the same time, even a god cannot do this.

Akyates grabbed Apollo's wrist, the skin under his palm was warm and healthy, the gradually tightening force did not leave marks on the seemingly delicate skin, he thought for a while and then grinded him finger.

The palms of men are naturally stronger and thicker than those of women, especially Apollo is the sun god who represents masculine men. Originally, Akyates thought that the palms of such gods who played with bows all the year round would definitely not look good. It would appeal to him, but in fact he was wrong.

Evenly distributed joints are softened by thin muscles, and the soft skin is covered with a final layer of protection. After a slight touch with fingertips, you can still feel the hardness of the bones themselves, which is closer to the original than any organ on the body. As long as you gently twirl your fingers carefully to distinguish every detail on the bones, you can judge the whole person from these hands.

It is said that stroking the left breast is a favorite close to the heart, but Akyates prefers the palm, and nothing can represent a person better than bones.

From simple toy to playful entanglement of fingers one by one, five fingers intertwined unconsciously... And Apollo, who raised his eyebrows only when Akyates stretched out his hand, was under this action. The mood was shaken very badly.

It was when he was in Thessaly. He returned to the temple after finishing the grazing at night. Because of the arrival of the main god, the temple of the sun was bright all night, and the servants never left even at night. dust until Apollo puts on the cloth and enters the room where he rests.

It was an unusual night. Akyates was lying on his stomach, covered with a white cloth from the waist down, pointing his finger at the edge of the slate engraved with the astronomy of the sun.

To be honest, even gods can seldom understand these things, let alone find them interesting. Apollo didn’t know what he was doing, so he walked over and took out the slate and took a look in his hand, and found that it was him. The one I saw yesterday raised his eyebrows strangely, indicating what he was doing.

Akyates just smiled at this and said nothing.

There were not too many lights in the dormitory, but Apollo felt that Akyates had a very nice smile. His skin was slightly lighter than his own and wrapped around his firm chest. He could feel it when he hugged him from behind several times. The heat under this body is no less than the temperature of the sun.

Their relationship is very good, so good that they get entangled every night. Although he is always the one who is suppressed, pleasure does not have to be obsessed with position.

Apollo would convince himself this way every morning until Akyates entangled him again.

In the early morning of that day, Akyates did not do anything, but hugged him from behind, and then grabbed his hands and interlocked his fingers like they are now.

The hand overlaps with the hand, and there is no barrier between the heart and the heart except for two layers of muscles. This kind of steadfastness is a peace of mind that has never been felt before.

Seeing such clasped hands again, Apollo folded his palms and shook them back. Both of their hands became fists, like a heart.

Akyates looked at him in astonishment.

Apollo smiled in his eyes, Yuehua's melancholy seemed to dye the corners of his mouth, and the sudden loneliness made him look extremely worried.

"Don't..."

laugh like this.

Akyates opened his mouth, swallowed the stopper that was just on the edge of his mouth, turned around and left without looking at Apollo's dimmed eyes, but he forgot that the tightly clasped palms had not been released yet.With such a pull, Apollo fell towards him without any resistance, and the two of them fell together unexpectedly, and even rolled in a circle due to the reflexive push of Akyates.

Akyates stood up with a headache, and then saw Apollo looking at him very quietly under him, his clear blue eyes filled with his figure.

The night is covered with stars, like countless diamonds dotted on a twilight dress, they compete to illuminate the night of the crescent moon, and the crooked moon contains the little thoughts of the stars, making itself bright and clean The light became softer and softer, like a thin layer of veil, covering the boundless sea.

There seemed to be a beautiful singing sound coming from the distant night, but it did not destroy the tranquility. There were no sailors on the ship for a long time. Even if it was the confusion of the sea monster, it could not challenge the authority of the Sleeping God.

A dark cloud floated back and forth in the sky, blocking part of the light, but the shadow fell on the plywood.

Akyates watched himself in the dark become clear in Apollo's eyes, and so straightforwardly engraved his facial features into his pupils.

Everything looks normal so far, but the strange thing is that this time he did not see himself as Chaos again, even though the facial features are so similar, but in the eyes of Apollo, there is a difference, making him lower his head and get closer to distinguish this difference.

As Akyates moved without knowing it, and his breath was ambiguous on his lips, Apollo gradually closed his eyes, which made Akyates feel annoyed, because he had to get closer to the other to read He couldn't see the emotion in those eyes, but when Apollo closed them completely, Akyates shifted his target to his slightly closed lips.

Every time the color on the lips is a touch of white, and every time he wants to give him a blush.

Akyates, who hated love, didn't realize at all that his actions represented those meanings. He did it according to his mood, just like this kiss.

Slowly rubbing and gnawing teeth, I only felt that Apollo opened his mouth when his lips were flushed as if he was used to his kisses, and he also poked in with incredible skill.

The palm on the side of Apollo's face turned into holding his face and behind his head at some point, breaking into his mouth in a repressive posture, the ambiguous and tender kiss gradually revealed anger, Akyates Facing the blue eyes that opened at some time, I really want to be like this...

... just do what?

He obviously had the answer in his heart but was refused to find out. He bit Apollo's lip in annoyance, and the pain made him frown, but Akyates felt that such a frown made him really feel Looks good...beautiful, I can't wait...I can't wait...Damn it, what the hell am I trying to do! ! !

The movements became more and more rough, Apollo stretched out his arms to wrap his neck around his neck, and the soft light magically soothed his irritability miraculously as he pressed his body against it.

In this series of changes, their lips seemed to be glued together, unwilling to separate.

"—Boom!"

The hull made a sudden sound when it hit the reef, and Akyates suddenly came back to his senses, separated their sticky bodies, wiped the silver thread on the corners of their mouths from the impatient kiss, and looked at Apollo before he could say anything. I was stunned.

He straightened his body between Apollo's legs, while Apollo was lying on the splint with a dazed expression, something shiny stuck to it at the corner of his mouth, his lips moved open and closed, and he could see the obedient tongue he had tasted himself. stay inside.

Akyates didn't know what to say, and Apollo didn't say anything.

Under the surface of the sea, the king of the sea indulged his body and sank into the depths of the boundless seabed. His soft curly hair surged up to the top of his head with the current, as if he was reluctant to part with the person he had long wanted to belong to.

Unwillingly, Poseidon stretched out his hand, aiming in the direction of the sea surface...