[Greek Mythology] Father of the Earth

"Don't you care about your appearance?"

Gaia sat in the garden and looked at Tarsus who came back. At this moment, his son was still in a good mood, completely unaware that his behavior had been seen by him and Tartarus.

Tartarus did not appear, since the emotionally unstable 'lonely' last night, the sky of the abyss was shrouded in thick dark clouds, and it rained sulfuric acid.This kind of situation that made the monsters howl caused him to be strictly ordered by Gaia to calm down in the dormitory, and don't let the whole Nether Abyss know if he is dissatisfied with his desires!

The scariest thing is——

When it rained, the monsters thought to themselves: The Lord of the Abyss is guarding the empty room alone again.

A cloud, the monsters thought: The Lord of the Abyss has failed in courtship again.

If there is a clear and bright sunshine in the abyss, it must be... ahem, something you know and I know happened.

Gaia now deeply hates Tartarus' emotions, if something like the Purification Mantra is effective for this guy, he must ask him to recite it a hundred times a day!In the dormitory, Tartaros glanced at the exercise list Gaia gave him. Between going out to exercise and staying at home to meditate, he didn't make the decision he thought—sleep.

Once he was not restrained from going out, Tartarus didn't go out for seven days, and Gaia didn't go in to check until he felt something was wrong.As soon as he entered, he found that Tartarus had opened up another small room beside the sleeping hall.

Gaia walked in in surprise, what is Tartarus doing?

He is drawing.

The newly made harp is placed aside, simple paintbrushes and palettes are thrown at the feet, and an unfinished painting is hung on a slanted stand in a well-lit place.If he had slept alone in the past, not to mention seven days, Tartarus could have spent 7000 years in one sleep, but knowing that Gaia lived in the palace, he thought... this time is too difficult.

Since it was difficult, I simply found a few ways to pass the time and settle my mind.

"Who are you drawing?"

Seeing several black and dark paints, Gaia stepped forward to look at the drawing board, and then his face froze.

On the drawing board, a child with black hair and black eyes is wearing a gorgeous mask, and his smile is full of anger, and his background is the entrance of the temple of the abyss.And then, right behind the child, there was the back of a man with long black hair and a black robe. He only showed a small part of his white jaw and fingertips under the sleeve robe.

One big and one small, like the reflections divided by time.

If you read correctly, the fictional black-robed man should have the same mask on his face.

Gaia "..." The painting skills are too good.

Tartarus looked back at Gaia's face, hesitantly suspended the paintbrush no longer hesitated, and painted the last stroke on the child's eyes.In an instant, the face that was originally full of hostility became wanton and insolent, and the dark pupils seemed to be smiling under the cover of the cheeks.

Even if the man behind him can't see the front, he can imagine what he will look like when he grows up through the image of a child.Fascinated by the painting, Gaia took a closer look, and at the foot of the black-robed man was a short sword that was submerged in the grass, and there was blood on the sword.In an instant, his face changed. This dagger was clearly the weapon he used to kill the gods in the illusion.

"You..." Gaia couldn't speak, and there was an extra finger on her lips.

Tartarus sat on a chair and looked up at him, his dark red pupils were pure under the light, without the slightest negative emotion of being killed.He said to Gaia: "You were beautiful at that time, but unfortunately I don't want to see it again in this life."

"Because you will be killed?"

Gaia held the finger that prevented him from speaking, and when he saw the painting, he knew that Tartarus had guessed the identity of the child—it was himself who had fooled him by pretending to be a child.

"You know it's not, but you insist on telling the opposite." Tartarus took out the same mask and put it on Gaia's face. Gaia didn't avoid the face, the cold temperature covered the face, and the hollowed out parts exposed his eyes and lower jaw.A strand of golden hair was scattered beside the mask, which added a vampire-like degenerate beauty to the dark and luxurious mask.

Through a mask, Tartarus kissed his jaw, leaving red marks on the fair skin.He sighed softly: "Why did you become a child, I have never seen you with black hair and black eyes."

Gaia has only one explanation for this: "Then it's not easy to cheat."

Tartarus froze, remembering the days when he struggled with his identity as a child, and the fact that Chaos knew the reason but didn't explain it caused him a lot of trouble.The chin was slightly itchy, and Gaia took a step back to observe the situation of Tartarus. The seven days of meditation seemed to be somewhat effective.

"It seems that it is better for me to appear less in front of you."

"..."

Tartarus heard these words in a daze, and didn't even know that the paintbrush in his hand had dropped.

"Is the blow so severe?" Gaia leaned over and patted his cheek, and Tartarus turned his head angrily.Gaia dipped a little bit of the paint next to her with her nails, and lightly painted it on the corner of Tartarus' eyes, drawing a charming black eyeliner out of her gloomy eyes.

When it comes to makeup techniques, the 'ancients' are really inferior to modern people.

The corners of Tartarus' eyes widened, and soon his lips were also attacked, a rouge color was imprinted in the center, so strong that those who saw it wished to melt the blush with their tongues.

"Well, some more blush." ​​Gaia played with her heart, and Tartarus didn't dare to sit on the chair.Unable to resist Gaia's 'closeness', Tartaros's face soon turned a thin blush, and even the lip line was properly drawn out.Looking at Tartarus who was hiding in the distance, he smiled maliciously and said, "If you change into a piece of clothing, you can sleep with me tonight."

Tartarus: "..." Temptation is useless!

Gaia found that he was still unmoved, hooked her finger, and a silk thread set in the room broke Tartaros' belt.Tartarus' body was stiff as he watched him walking step by step.

That night, Tarsus did not find Tartarus, so he knocked on the door of Gaia's temple.

"Father, may I come in?"

"Can't……"

It was not Gaia who answered him, but another familiar voice.However, Tartarus’ voice was a little hasty, and he fell silent after saying this, while Gaia’s voice sounded later, and said with a smile: “What’s wrong, didn’t you look at me before? You’re shy now gone."

Tarsus rolled his eyes, and secretly pried open the crack of the door with divine power.

A black-haired Miaoman figure appeared in front of his eyes.

The luster on her chest was pinched by both hands, the black-haired beauty's waist was tense, and under the butterfly-feather eyelashes were a pair of extremely beautiful dark red pupils.The slanted eye shadows outlined the original cold eyes charmingly, the vermilion lips, and the white teeth clenched tightly, all of them could see how 'she' was being treated at the moment.

Tasus was struck by lightning, yet his eyes were still fixed on 'her'.

Father God, is your lower limit still there?

"Tasses, close the door after reading." Gaia's lazy voice came from inside.Tartarus glanced at the overly curious Tarsus coldly in resentment, then turned around and said to Gaia, "I never touched your chest."

"Nonsense, I remember you ripping off my clothes." Gaia directly cited things in the illusion as examples.

"I did not do it on purpose……"

It is an indisputable fact that Tartarus has lost his confidence, and the power of the golden arrow of love made him almost beat the female Gaia.

"Tsk, the breasts are too small." Gaia looked down at his female figure.

Being ridiculed for this kind of thing, Tartarus couldn't bear it and changed back to his normal body. He sat on Gaia with his half-stretched body, but he didn't forget to seal the door first.Unable to see the picture inside, Tarsus outside the hall wailed.

Where is the door closed when you see the exciting part!Too cruel!

Stimulated by the passion between father and god, Tarsus also lost sleepiness and ran to his secretly raised lover.Before entering the door, he didn't forget to close his left eye first, and stared at the color of the boy's soul with his right eye, which ignored the appearance.

After taking off his own robe, he got into the bed and skillfully pressed down on the boy's body.The other party's sensitive body, which had been touched recently, responded immediately. Tarsus was a very good lover. Even though the boy's sleepy moans made his heart itch, he still waited for the other party to vent before starting his big meal.

Zeus only felt his consciousness fluctuate in a haze, and the hot body seemed to wrap another heat, holding it tightly, and constantly felt a strange pleasure in the friction.

Almost unbearable...

Before his body was about to become excited, he suddenly fell into an ice cave, feeling a stream of heat spraying out.

Zeus opened his eyes in astonishment.

The only right pupil opened was meeting his gaze, and at the same time as surprise flashed, the hand of the black-haired male god touched his sensitive spots, and his non-provocative body quickly betrayed Zeus's reason. Weakly entangled on the bed.

"Damn it." Zeus' eyes were red with anger.

"Why are you scolding me?" At this time, Tarsus had fully learned the immorality of the god of the abyss, licked his lips, and kept moving. "Your body is catering to me. I'm very excited. I'm afraid I've never enjoyed this kind of feeling."

With a happy laugh in his throat, Tarsus finally said: "And I, too."