I'll Be Your Idle

hebe demi.

[illbeyouridle]

Samson Idle - Noah Centineo - Son of Hebe - 27 - Model. Philippe Junos - Paul Anthony Kelly - Son of Hera - 37 - Marriage Counselor. Eduardo "Eddie" De Suerte - Michael Cimino - Son of Tyche - 25 - Daredevil. Levi Underwood - Josh Hutcherson - Son of Artemis - 25 - Baker. Eoin Williamson - Tom Holland - Son of Hermes - 27- Cat Burglar. Dario Syrname - Charlie Cox - Son of Hecate - 43 - Archivist. Abel Swan - Alan Ritchson - son of Apollo - 43 - Former Fireman. Baron Capital - Jensen Ackles - son of Dionysus - 48 - Former CEO. William Greer - Sebastian Stan - son of Hephaestus - 43 - Engineer. Jackson Montgomery - Dylan Sprayberry - son of Pan - 27 - Farm Hand. Hector Montes - Danny Ramirez - son of Boreas - 26 - Mountain Rescue Volunteer. Octavius Keane - Callum Kerr - son of Ares - 32 - Former Infantryman. Nero Valentine - DJ Cotrona - son of Nemesis - 45 - Hired Gun. Kamal Khan - Rahul Kohli - son of Melinoe - 40 - Historian/Innkeeper. Neal MacAree - Paul Mescal - son of Hypnos - 30 - Sheep Herder. Ashton Noble - Shawn Ashmore - son of Athena - 46 - Lawyer. Caleb Castle - Brenton Thwaites - son of Zagreus - 36 - Heart Surgeon. Beverly Winn - Jake Austin Walker - son of Nike - 26 - Hockey Captain. Ross Aster - Peter Claffey - son of Persephone - 29 - Groundskeeper .

[magicalmisguidings]

@illbeyouridle

foster groaned softly as he rolled over, the sheets were nice and cool, his eyes still closed as he enjoyed the weight of sleep against his body, stretching he paused when his fingers met warm skin. soft and smooth he let his digits move over the warmth of it for a moment before he pulled back. blinking his eyes open he turned his head. "oh um. hey. wild night huh?" he asked softly with a little yawn.

it's not like this was his first one night stand and it wouldn't be his last for sure. though he hadn't thought he was that drunk. dionysus parties did tend to go harder than he was used to and who knows what they were serving in those drinks. "you uh...wanna stay for breakfast?"

[illbeyouridle]

Neal's face buried itself deeper under the covers of the bed, following the source of heat and resting his head on top of the soft sheets and pillowy blankets underneath himself. The son of Hypnos had often wondered what it would be like to party throughout the night in the Dionysus cabin. Often times, Neal would find himself asleep. Too deep in the thralls of the dreamscape to join the satyrs and other sons of Dionysus. He had found the wait worth it as the faint flashes of last night echoed throughout the son of Hypno's mind and a smile creasing along the bed sheets afterwards.

Hearing the other man's words, Neal groggily rises out from the soft sea of sheets and blankets before saying, "I could go for a bite to eat." He hums, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes, though it often seemed like the bags under his eyes never went away. "Though if you would like... Breakfast in bed could be on the menu?"

[pantheeons]

There was some sort of psychoanalyzation that could be done about Hugo's taste for younger men, especially if they were smaller than him. Something about them being a figurative stand-in for his son. Craving the company of a guy half his age who actually enjoyed his company. (And, ironically, the same was true of Ryder in reverse).

But the time was not now.

"Fuck, meet me any time you like—" Hugo grunts, pushing his weight onto the other, his ass squeezing that surprisingly big dick. "That's good, fuck—"

[illbeyouridle]

"Never said they made me nice, mate." That mischievous grin grew back onto the younger demigod's face, his hips bucking into the older demigod. Eoin's smaller hands, gripping tightly onto Hugo's hips, pulling his meaty ass down onto his lap, his throbbing cock reaching deeper within the older man's guts each time.

"Gonna give you what you need, chief. Just keep begging for me." Eoin groans, his hips beginning to pick up the pace, sounds of skin slapping filling their room.

[pantheeons]

"Well, that's hella encouraging, man," Ryder returns. He never had a problem making friends, but that wasn't the same thing as finding community, and he did get a sense that this place would give him the first "home" he ever truly felt he had. Ever since his dad had to take him in, they frequently shared houses, but all the moving around never let him settle down. This place was settling down... and ironically, his father was here too.

"Huh—" he ponders. "You think Herc is a top or a bottom...?"

[illbeyouridle]

"He could be verse. And with that skirt he wears, he's definitely has caused a few wars on the island for someone's chance to top him." Hector could help but laugh as he ponders Hercules' sexual potential preferences out loud. "Say, I never seen you in a skirt, could be a lethal combo for you."

While he did try to keep their interaction light hearted, Hector did take notice of where there conversation could have gone. He didn't always play nice with others back then, and at times it pained him to see other sons of Boreas welcomed at the island. A sting of jealousy each time a new brother of his was acknowledged. "Can I ask you something?"

[sinsandsorcery]

Oakley's lips quirked up in amusement when the other asked if it was that honest. "Considering we're in the woods? And since I know most of the other children of Hecate, I figured you were either the son of plants or animals god," Oakley admitted with a chuckle as he brushed himself off of the dirt and grime that the track through the woods undoubtedly caused. He smiled as he watched the four foot snake eye him cautiously. Oakley could feel the protectiveness through the bond with his familiar and couldn't help but chuckle as he reassuredly brushed against the snake's head. Putting it at ease.

"I'm convinced he's actually a demon who's taken the form of a snake. But I love my little demon snake." he joked with a grin as he looked at the other. And he quirked an eyebrow at the other man's playful suggestion. "Be seen walking back into camp from the deep woods with another man? My, whatever would people think?" Oakley teases with a smile and a playful wink at the other man.

[illbeyouridle]

"And he's as smart as he is pretty to look at." Jackson chuckles, "I'm a son of Pan. Nature and wandering are a bit of a trope for our lot."

"Oh, he can't be that terrible, can he? I'm mean look at him, he's practically smiling politely at me." Jackson retorts, his attention landing on the blue scaled reptile slithering about. "You know I've seen plenty of snakes, but none as pretty as this one. What's its name?" Jackson's eyes darted between the snake and the demigod in front of him.

Rising up from the patch of dry leaves under him, Jackson offers his arm towards the other demigod. "My bet is," Jackson leans in closer to the son of Hecate, a curl of lips following as he speaks in a playful and soft whisper, "Nothing good." He grins, hooking his arm along with Oakley's before leading him off towards camp.

[sinsandsorcery]

Aiden's chipper grin only widened when the other asked him to treat the winner to a drink. "My, starting so soon huh?" Aiden asks with a laugh before shrugging his shoulders. "It would be my pleasure. What are you drinking, handsome?" the son of Ares questioned as he let his eyes roam up and down the other man's body curiously. Taking it all in before returning to hte other man's eyes and offering him his golden retriever smile once more.

"Now that's an offer I really can't turn down." Aiden laughs as he hooks their arms together and begins leading the other man to the beach. His pace was comfortable as he continued blabbering on and talking. Not exactly unusual for anyone who's seen Aiden around. "What type of wine is it? What type of wine is your favorite? Do you guys make the wine, or go off and secure it?" he asked a endless amount of questions at a rather fast pace.

[illbeyouridle]

Much like how the two demigods went through a journey throughout their walk back to the beach, so did Baron's facial expressions. The son of Dionysus did not mind of course, it was only natural for the curious mind to express itself in a curious manner. Baron noted there were worse ways one's curiosity could be entertained. He watched as the younger man bounced along beside him on their walk back. While Baron would admit, he was a bit of a cute button of a man, the son of Dionysus would have to hold back his flirty nature until after they reached the beach - or at least he could start making out familiar landmarks. In the meantime, he supposes there wasn't anything wrong with sating the fellow demigod's curiosity.

"I usual drink a deep red, but I decided to experiment and brought a merlot. My favorite isn't any wine at all, but rather blood, ichor is a close second. Then wine; and red wine at that. I never really thought about the logistics of where we acquire so much wine, but I reckon we have a couple of Dionysus' bests capable of turning water into wine. Seems pretty efficient in a way."

[praeternaturalmen]

duke rolled his eyes at the glasses. “of course you brought something cheesy like that.” no way it worked, it's not like samson was clark kent. “at least you look hot in them. can totally pull it off.” he rolled his eyes even wider before diverting his attention to the aisles. “i would like to avoid putting people to sleep in the middle of this busy ass store, if i can.” he didn't want the spectacle of using his powers somewhere so public. too much commotion. 

he slowly walked through the store, scanning along the aisles. “we'll see. my absolute favourite is klefki. kind of a deep cut but if i'm gonna find anything anywhere it'd be here.” he was looking around in wonder, unable to take in all the sights and colours. like samson, he was a fairly new gamer and pokémon fan so a lot of the designs looked foreign to him. he wrapped an arm around samson's waist, tugging him in close. “think you're gonna find a minior here?”

[illbeyouridle]

"Careful, Duke. Once you turn this on, its hard to turn back off." Samson winks at the son of Hypnos, playfully nudging him as they made their way further inside. The colorful merchandise and signage filled with those technicolored fantasy creatures surrounded what felt like every inch of the store. "If you put anyone to sleep, we can always pull a Jigglypuff on them." He says while lifting up a plush of said Pokemon that seemed conveniently placed on a nearby aisle. "Sorry, s'that too on the nose?" Samson chuckles softly, tossing the pink bouncy orb of a rendition of Jigglypuff back on the shelf.

"Oh I love klefki! Haven't had the chance to catch one yet, but I do appreciate the more unique pokemons more than not." Samson had begun to say, watching the rows upon rows of plushies. His eyes so focused on finding this particular plushie of minior, anything the son of Hebe was able to find were the red ones. Wasn't a complete let down, after all, the spiral-eyed floaty little goobers are charming in any color Samson could get them. "Hmm..." Samson began, his brow furrowing and his eyes watching with concern as the shelves didn't seem to hold the son of Hebe's desired pokemon. "Any luck with your search? Or do you suppose we need to be sons of Tyche to find them?" He chuckles lowly, hoping no one in the store heard him.

[loverfighterhq]

Ajay moaned as the kiss between him and Kamal deepened. They weren't even having sex yet and yet Ajay's heart was racing. He wasn't a virgin but this was definitely more intense than anything he could have encountered back in the mortal world. Another sign that living with demigods might actually be better than living away from them. Those pros and cons he would have to weigh later but for now his mind was wrapped up in how good Kamal's tongue tasted.

Even as his face was let go, he held it in place. His chest heaved as the hand trailed down it. He was rock hard but it was very obvious that they were going at Kamal's pace and he didn't mind that. At all. "It's going to remember you too. You know, if you wanted to, you could get a better look at it. If you wanted to."

[illbeyouridle]

A cocky smile joined their kiss as Kamal couldn't help finding the other man's remarks humorous. It was hard finding someone around the island who wasn't so bogged down with their birthright or purpose. Who just wanted to fuck for the love of it. Of course, it was nothing Kamal could exactly blame them for. The son of Melinoe knew all too well his efforts in being anything but were all but halted after he found out who he truly was. He would need to internalized this some other time. Right now, Kamal had a handsome man's lips on his mouth and his equally handsome cock in his hand.

"I guess we're both sentimental." His fingers wrap themselves around the thick length, giving Ajay slow lazy strokes, his lips sucking lightly against the pulse before lowering himself to his knees. His hands lower the son of Demeter's pants and underwear down as well, a happily dumb grin spreading itself across Kamal's face as he meets his sentimental stranger face to face. Or shall he say, face to tip. His face turns up to look at Ajay, his hand returning to wrap and stroke the son of Demeter's cock before taking him in his mouth, eyes never leaving him.

[pantheeons]

Paulo didn't want to let Hector know how good that dick felt in his ass. He never wanted the men who fucked him to know what they did. He always saw it as a showing of weakness, as though being so vulnerable as to let someone inside your body weren't enough vulnerability. But if anything else, he took some solace in knowing the feeling was mutual. His experienced, velvety hole made others pale in comparison.

But Hector does have it in him to give it as hard as he demanded, and each thrust is punishing as they are deep, causing Paulo's knees to buckle under the pressure. "That's it—" he grunts, offering the only encouragement that would leave his lips. "Fuck me. Hard—"

[illbeyouridle]

Hector could never refuse an order from a handsome man, and Paulo was no exception. The young son of Boreas held on tighter to Paulo as his hips pile-drives themselves into the son of Nemesis. The sound of slapping echoing around them. Cutoff grunts and growls cascade across Paulo's ears as the young man's arms held him tighter, a cool and ragged breath forming a small chilly clouds across his lips.

His hands gripped against Paulo's hips, his attempt to be gentle now fruitless as a vice grip now holds the older man and pulls him down to match each stinging thrust. Feeling the other's knees slowly give way, Hector hand catches the man's thigh from behind. The son of Boreas' nose nudges against Paulo's ear once more, eager to prove himself to his elder demigod. Leaning back, Hector steadies himself before picking up the son of Nemesis up from the ground, wearing an excited smirk before letting Paulo sink down to the base of his cock. He gives it a breather before continuing to pile drive into the older man's hole with no remorse.

[pantheeons]

Grant chuckles. "Sure thing, kid," he says, patting the younger man's pert little ass before spreading the peachy cheeks, revealing a taut pucker between them. "You got, uh, much experience with this thing? Wanna know how much prep you'll need... my dick is kind of a lot of people..."

Not cockiness, really, just a fact.

[illbeyouridle]

"Such a sweet talker." Eddie chuckled, shudders exiting his mouth as he felt the warm pad of the other man's palm against his ass. The impatient son of Tyche pushes his hips back, eager for the older man to play with his parts. The promise of Grant's size being bigger than Eddie might realize not helping in keeping him patient.

Eddie could feel his hole pucker at the mention of a mouth placed against him, squeezing around the older man's thick thumb. "Love getting eaten out, sir." He hums, "So much."

[thunderousmemes]

SLOW–BURN SPARKS & QUIET HEARTFIRE

roleplay starters inspired by slow burn love — lingering glances, almost-touches, and feelings that simmer for months before finally spilling over

LONGING IN THE LITTLE MOMENTS

soft looks, subtle shifts, that ache of wanting more but not daring to reach

“Why do you always look away right when I catch your eyes?”

“You keep brushing my hand. Accidentally… right?”

“You don’t have to leave yet. Stay—just a few more minutes.”

“Why does being around you feel… different?”

“I notice the way you soften around me. Even when you try not to.”

ACCIDENTAL INTIMACY

hands brushing, falling asleep near each other, warmth passed back and forth

“You’re freezing—come here. It’s just body heat… nothing else.”

“You can lean on me if you’re tired. I wouldn't mind.”

“Hold still, you’ve got something in your hair—just let me…”

“Didn’t mean to fall asleep on you, but… I didn’t want to move.”

“I like it when you stand close. Even if you pretend you don’t notice.”

DENIAL THAT’S OBVIOUS TO EVERYONE ELSE

everyone sees it except the two falling in love

“Why does everyone keep asking if we’re together? We’re not… right?”

“No, I wasn’t staring. I was… observing. For reasons.”

“We’re just friends. Totally normal friends who… talk every night?”

“Why does it bother you when I flirt with other people?”

“We’re close. But not that close. Unless… you want to be?”

RISING TENSION, UNKEPT DISTANCE

the space between you shrinking, breath catching, lips almost touching

“You keep stepping closer. Are you doing that on purpose?”

“Tell me to back up. If you don’t, I won’t.”

“You can’t look at me like that and expect me to think straight.”

“If you touch me again, I’m not sure I’ll be able to stop myself.”

“We’re either about to kiss or make the world’s worst decision.”

LATE NIGHTS THAT LEAD TO CONFESSIONS

quiet rooms, tired voices, guards slipping

“I shouldn’t say this, but… I feel safer with you than anyone else.”

“You’re the first person I think about in the morning. And the last at night.”

“I don’t know when it happened, but you’ve become… important.”

“Why do I only tell you the things I’m scared to say out loud?”

“Stay up with me. I don’t want this feeling to fade yet.”

FEAR OF RUINING EVERYTHING

the hesitation, the trembling, the hope

“If I told you the truth… would it ruin us?”

“I’m scared of losing what we already have.”

“I care about you too much to risk it unless you feel the same.”

“Don’t lie—there’s something between us. You feel it too.”

“Tell me you don’t want me, and I’ll pretend none of this happened.”

FINALLY CROSSING THE LINE

the moment where holding back isn’t possible anymore

“Come here. I can’t pretend I don’t want you anymore.”

“I’ve been waiting for you to make the first move.”

“If we’re doing this… don’t pull away.”

“I’ve wanted to kiss you for months.”

“Tell me this isn’t just one moment. Tell me we’re choosing each other.”

[praeternaturalmen]

duke had always wanted to try a love motel. it was the only thing he made an effort to seek out while in japan. william was the immediate choice to drag along, and duke knew it would take little convincing to get him to come. they’d known each other for a few months now, and duke was drawn to will. he’d only recently started opening up to more demigods on the island and duke was the type to coax the man out of his shell. the two were nestled together, drifting off after a night of fun. as natural as falling asleep, duke used his influence over the resting demigod to slip into will’s dream. the novelty of exploring a new dream never wore off on duke, and he quickly took in his surroundings. “you don’t have to apologize for anything. i’m intrigued by your mundane,” duke made the endearingly tacky heart decor pulse with a warm pink light, looking up as cherry blossom petals started falling down indoors. “plus it’s kind of impressive to recreate the cabin in such detail. not everyone can do that. dreams always come out a little… fuzzy.” he stepped to the bed, sprawling across it and pressing himself up against will. “don’t forget you can do anything, we can do anything. i’ll help of course.” he smirked, playing with the lighting outside. the sun rose and fell until stars were sparkling outside, moon burning bright.

[illbeyouridle]

"I'm not sure whether to take that as a compliment or not. Maybe its a sign I should get out of my room more often." William had began to say, a pink tint spreading across his cheeks. Scratching the back of his head, the son of Hephaestus looks down at the floor. His brow raise curiously at the sight and his toes curl curiously, both sets of them. He would be remiss if William didn't find his leg back on his body to be a bit surprising. He began to think of how many times he had spent time in his dreams not noticing himself missing an amputated leg. Wiggling the toes on his right foot, William chuckles bashfully at the son of Hypnos.

"Not knocking the grippers, but perhaps I can get back my metal leg?" William begins to say, his grin getting a bit wider and his blush a bit deeper as Duke joins him in bed. The son of Hephaestus brought his hands to feel at Duke's body, keeping him as close as he could as he watched the light of outside change and dance across Duke's delicious looking body. Seeing the moonlight cascade across the son of Hypnos' body, Will couldn't help gazing in between Duke's legs. "You look very detailed as well." Will bit his lip, watching Duke's size as it rested against his folds. "Maybe I am good at remembering details."

[mystxcmxn]

"What all is laid out for you to use" he spoke as his brother looked from his cock up his long body. Rio was on the go a lot; four kids meant there were a lot of odds and ends to manage if he wanted to be in their lives equally. One of the few perks of his newfound godhood was he didn't need as much sleep to feel rested. A few hours for him, and he was as good as new. Still, there was a needy moan pulled from his lips when his body noticed his cock was no longer being worshiped in that slow way he had come to love. His hand found the curls and guided him back to the head. "Take it all the way to the base, and you will be the second one I call when I'm high and horny." The first spot had already been promised to someone else.

[illbeyouridle]

Neal couldn't help but smirk at the other's guiding hands. Neal's hands stayed on top of the other man's hips, keeping him steady as he took in Rio's cock handsfree. His tongue swirls across the thick head of Rio's cock. His hand still applying a bit of pressure at the base, feeling the head of Rio's dick swell as a result. His lips in turn wrapped themselves around the head of his cock. He nurses on the head, getting that perfect suction before moving his head in slow circles, hoping it felt good for Rio. It tasted good on Neal's tongue.

Feeling the hand behind his head leading him further down on Rio's cock, Neal begins taking him down into his throat. His tongue continues to move across the bottom vein of the fellow demigod's shaft, tasting the fellow demi god with each pull and push, constantly trying to meet Rio's pelvis. Finally feeling the warm mound pressed against the tip of his nose, Neal hummed in triumph, his throat full of Rio's cock.

[lovesduty]

"Size's hardly the most important..." He said, though the look in the other's eyes told him he had nothing to worry about on that aspect either. He was fairly secure of himself, but it was nice seeing the look in his eye anyway, the hitch of his breath as those orbs were drawn towards his cock, the spreading of his thigh.

Was he getting wet? It had been so long since he sunk into a pussy, he could feel his cock starting to fill up against his best wishes. "It is." He encouraged, letting him feel a strong knee, thick thighs that had always been admired, he let him touch his body like it was a thing of beauty. Like it was meant for this.

"Thank you." He whispered hoarsely, hands on his hip to guide him into position, feeling how hard his heart was beating as their eyes met. Whatever ritual the other had been trying it was over now, they both knew what came next. "You're very pretty." He sounded dirty, hungry, hands caressing him. He was not a small man, but Conrad's hands were large enough to make him seem so.

Natural as anything else, he looked down, watching as his cock hardened. Leaking at the tip as the fat length rose and slapped against Dario's bush.

A little adjustment and he felt the head brush against his hidden clit. He swallowed, deep breaths as he felt that bundle of nerves tempted to rub against it.

Without speaking, he guided Dario's hand to the cock he'd been staring at. Letting him feel it, leaving it up to him if he'd heed the call of nature and sit on it. Or if he'd leave Conrad leaking against his pussy, brushing against each other, coating the other with their juices until it was too much to bear one way or another.

[illbeyouridle]

"You're beautiful."

As Dario's hand was guided towards the man's cock, the son of Hecate couldn't help staring into Conrad's. Dario was a sucker for a man with amazing eyes, but of course finding amazement in eyes of just about any kind of color got the son of Hecate into trouble. Regardless, in this moment he couldn't seem to hold his gaze anywhere else. Dario watched, studied, his gaze stayed on the other man's eyes, lost in his beauty. His hand began to stroke him, a slow push towards the cock's base with his finger tightening slightly, holding the weight of his impressive member.

Dario bit his lip, feeling the tip of Conrad's cock trace across his clit clumsily, even more so with the son of Hecate piloting his cock, leading the other man to slide the underside across his folds. Not exactly pushing his length in, but still assessing and appreciating his length. Dario's folds warmly rest along the joint of Conrad's shaft and his sac, his hand tugging along the head as the son of Hecate tried leaning closer to have their lips meet. His breath a bit shaky, his gut tingling with nerves but light, excited for what they might become after joining together.

Dario decides to close the distance in more way than one. His lips softly press into Conrad's, his lips catching the other's in a slow lingering kiss. His lips hold onto the son of Hera's bottom lip before deepening the kiss further. As he did so, the son of Hecate's hands stroked the other man's length, his hips grinding with a slow agony as he coated him in his arousal. Leaving a hard pressed kiss onto the man's lips, Dario's hips lift from Conrad's lap. His eyes watching the other as his hand aligns Conrad against his slit. Placing another kiss on the handsome man's lips, Dario sinks himself down, a moan joining their kiss as the son of Hecate continued to push down until he sat comfortably on top of Conrad's lap.

[ofloveandstardust]

[  EYE CONTACT  ]  *  your muse gazes deeply into my muse’s eyes. (Aiden and Matty) (once he gets accepted😅)

He'd removed his sunglasses for this. Leaned in from having his back rested flush against his chair for it too. They were admiring each other. Wordlessly for some reason and some time now. It was early in the morning, Matty had a bowl of sliced mango and kiwi with some pitted cherries in front of him. He had prepared this simple snack and sat at his favorite place in their entire living space to just gather his thoughts, remember the more interesting or stand out parts of his dream - then suddenly- a cowboy appeared. Helping himself to Matty's fruit. If the other wasn't as generous as he was beautiful. He'd have felt slighted. But Mateo had patience when and with who he wanted to. Aiden was lucky he was like a mirror to Mateo. Eye's so pretty and steadily fixed on him. The young Puerto Rican man, fellow son of Aphrodite, could actually see himself in them. And that was just the sorta thing his vain ass loved.

" Like my fruit salad? I made it just for you~" He joked, he lied, smiled and flirted. Almost hating how he didn't mind the other's trespasses. Mateo was losing his own game. He would try not to be bitter. He'd really try. @illbeyouridle

[illbeyouridle]

Aiden brought the piece of fruit to his lips, spreading the inside of it along his lips as he did so before taking the cherry between his teeth. His teeth sunk into the outer skin of the cherry, his lips curling at its sides as he chews. The cowboy knew what he was doing, he always knew. His eyes glinting their familiar mischief towards the fellow son of Aphrodite. Aiden had been at this game for quite a while, although he hadn't expected Mateo to pay him any mind. A great beauty, a grand prize hibiscus, glowing in front of him.

It seemed far fetched. Not because Aiden couldn't compare. Perhaps they were too much alike, both being sons of the goddess of love. Both understood what it meant to be desired. The fact there could be an inkling of mutual desire from the other, it could be a potential dangerous thing. But they hid it so poorly. "Really? All for me, eh?" The cowboy couldn't help but bring his hand back towards the bowl of fruit, his eyes still transfixed by Matteo as he took a cube of mango and pops it into his mouth. "It's delicious, tastes just as good as it looks." He winks.

[olympianheirs-deactivated202605]

It was clearly obvious that Abel's size was causing him some issues within the smaller, compact stores of the city but even though he was trying his best to not show it, Kyle could easily read the big guy. So, even though he wanted to explore more of the geeky stores, he didn't want to put his friend through more pain and awkwardness. Flashing a wide smile as he took a few photos of the man, he took in a deep breath as he just took in the moment.

"Oh no. The last time you picked me up, you dropped me on my ass. I ain't going through that again." He still can feel the phantom bruise from that incident. "How about we go find some outdoor food stalls and we can sample as much as our bellies allow?"

[illbeyouridle]

"You sure? Carrying you would save us some time on walking, you practically weigh nothing--!" Just in time to prove the other demigod's point, Abel nearly toppled over a statue after making an unexpected turn into the crowded street. Abel simply shrugs, a blush of embarrassment spreading across his face until he caught up with the other man. "I would like that actually. I haven't had Asian street food in a while." Abel began to say bashfully. He looked around for some outdoor food stalls until he spotted someone hauling their food cart besides them.

He waves the cook down, the son of Apollo's hand intertwining with Kyle's as Abel tries to catch up to the small roofed cart. "What do you think? This stuff looks good, right?" Abel asks, as the cook sets up stools and a small table for the two by the side of the road. The cart served some warm and hearty udoon.

[theclassymike]

Noah Centineo via instagram.