nate

[aurorablooded]

Quentin nodded in agreement with a chuckle. "Yeah, definitely feels more like a teen self discovery story, but I suppose you're never too old to learn something right?" He teased. The son of Hecate's flirtatious smirk only grew when it seemed Nate reciprocated, giving him back just a little taste. "Oh I bet you are., you'll have to show me sometime." He practically purred, taking a moment to admire said hands and imagine how fun they could be. "Can't say I know much about engines myself, enough to keep the car going for the time I was living out of one." In the years after he'd left Paris and come to America Quentin had lived out of the car he bought, mostly because it was far more convenient to see the country and to stay mobile for his extra curricular activities.

[inthedeadofnate]

"right, which is what everyone says, but i guess that's cuz it's true." nate smiled right along, crossing his arms across his chest and thinking through his plan of approach. he felt like he'd been out here a while and could use a shower before anything. he slid out his phone and handed the simple dialpad screen over to quentin "if you want, give me your number and i'll take you out on the bike sometime. maybe you could even drive if you wanted. less practical than a car in that yeah, you can't live in it when you gotta, but it gets around pretty quick." it was an interesting tidbit he might not have expected initially, but was giving a well-rounded picture. he hoped to get even more.

[creteanbaddies-deactivated20241]

❝ I think it fits you perfectly; actually, there's one thing that's missing though ... ❞ krissi taps along their chin as they peer into the background of the party: there's gotta be one floating around here .... aha ! a wiggle of their fingers and a santa hat is pulled into their field of gravity, knabbing it and placing it right on nate's head. ❝ now you're a certified sexy santa ! ❞ the way then sleeve of the hat sits lopsided on the guy's head is adorable, and how fitting it be as cute as nate. ❝ look who's making who bashful now ~ ! as sweet as sugar I tell you. & don't you go beating up on yourself, darling; beauty is in the eye of the beholder, and in my eyes I'm seeing a lot of it. ❞ nate truly did have a rugged attraction about them. it reminded them of wolverine from x-men, & quite frankly krissi had a big ol' crush on the adamantium claw-bearing mutant. ❝ well I don't know how true all that last part is, mostly to avoid being smited for hubris, but if you'd like maybe you can find out if I'm as smooth as you imagined ... if you were imagining. ❞ maybe they wanted nate's hands along their bare skin. but only if that was a possibility with the thanatos demi-god.

[inthedeadofnate]

nate was more enamored than he would have thought at the vision and how krissi enacted it, then felt like his ears were sticking out too much and would make his head look small in a weird way. but .. whatever. krissi seemed to like it and he guessed that was most important, so he just focused on laughing along and finding another tray to take a drink off of--which didn't seem to be hard to do. he stepped away one second to grab two fruity things and hand over the blue one, realizing there was some kind of mint in with the fruit but it was enough to take the edge off enough to do something aside from nod stupidly along to the compliments. "well...yeah, i think i'm inclined to go with whatever you say about it." and hopefully leave it there before he embarrassed himself.

"i...ok." nate shrugged and shot for casual acceptance of the offer, just asked and answered, lifting his hand to skip gently up the flesh of krissi's arm, shoulder, shoulder blade, swinging the hat in a pendulum for another inch. realizing his hand would feel rough in comparison, he didn't linger too long. "yeah, no way i could have. imagined. do you have like...a masseuse? a whole team dedicated to maintenance?" sip.

[elergyhub]

only moments ago he could've sworn that the man was against kissing. at least because of the reaction that he saw on his face when he leaned in towards his head. yet when pavor seemed to be the one against it, nate was taking risks and going for it. was this a part of what made the other a monster? was he finally chipping away at the facade and getting to the real son of death? only time was going to tell, but he was excited to see what else he could get out of him. since they were minimally speaking, if at all, he was just going to have to figure all of that out with their actions alone.

while he would have normally pleased to just get it over with, pavor couldn't remember the last time that he had something up his ass. finger, toy, or cock. that was why he just let nate work him up a bit, his own member hardening when his body was finally the focus. then when the man slipped his length inside of him, he found himself sucking in a quick breath to try and relax. he didn't focus on his body, just so his hole wouldn't tighten and clench before nate was even properly inside. pavor grunted as he pushed himself up from his forearm and rested his weight on his arms again. he pushed his ass back onto the other's dick, clenching when he finally reached the base. pavor practically fucked himself on it, thrusting his hips back and forth.

then abruptly, when he thought either of them was close to cumming, he pretended he heard a noise on the door. he even shot his power over it, manifesting something small to open it. "shit! can't get caught again." he pulled forward until nate's shaft slipped back out and rushed up to stand. pavor then started running out, sliding his pants up along the way.

[inthedeadofnate]

as pavor was doing the absolutely unconscionable, breaking the social contract they had just been clinging to by the skin of their teeth and he'd fucked it up again. "goddamn it." he sounded genuinely pissed but dejected, really having no elegant way to like stand or recover but could only sit there like a fucking idiot for a long minute. he really had known better, after all. no one to blame but himself.

so he waited, sat back on his heels, then squirmed back into his clothes to...just sit back down because he had nowhere to be and if he was going to make some weird walk of shame--or risk the weirdo being out there again--it was going to be in the middle of the fuckin night and until then he'd lick his wounds in the peaceful dimness of this stupid ass shed by the graveyard. luckily the door had swung back shut and he could just sit here and reflect on this lesson to be learned: if you see him again, run the other way!

[aurorablooded]

"Oh I won't, you can bet I'll take you up on your offer." Quentin replied, his smile deepening now that he saw the saw the same look reflected back at him. "Sometimes getting thrown in the deep end is exactly what someone needs to figure out themselves. Trial by fire and all that." Quentin could say he'd certainly had a few of those kinds of moments through his life and while preparing and planning, training and all the rest of it was certainly useful, sometimes you just needed the hellish experience of a practical moment to see what you were really made of. "So what other natural talents do you have?" Q asked with perhaps a flirtatious edge to his smile.

[inthedeadofnate]

"well i really thought i wouldn't have to figure myself out anymore. i feel like i'm too old for it, honestly. felt that way since i was about 16." he also didn't feel particularly good about having to do a trial by fire, or by anything. when would the time of judging be past? when could he just be? not yet, evidently. it was easy to be distracted by quentin's tone, knowing he wasn't imagining the flirty bent, but could he really not be? nate tried to just match it, not too obvious, just an edge, nothing offensive. "lots. i'm good at bikes and engines and stuff, really good with my hands in general. good at finding the firing point and making it spark. manipulating combustive power." okay maybe that just sounded weird.

[creteanbaddies-deactivated20241]

❝ I promise no gingerbread men were harmed in the making of these; cross my heart. ❞ though nate's silly statement definitely could have held truth if that were possible. if it was though, they'd probably be okay with their fate, though would gladly trade places to be the thin red string in between those grababble cheeks. ❝ well aren't you sweet as pie~; I love your getup too ! ❞ simple yet very effective, and very on theme for the sexy festivities going about right now. while it was no saturnalia ( or kronia in their camp's case ) and that might have been for the best, things right now were certainly going in the right direction. ❝ I appreciate the offer, but no need for a pretty face like yours and a body like a greek statue to take any blows other than the ones outside of camp. ❞ krissi could be a flirt when they wanted to, and the atmosphere made it a lot easier to give the purpose of it. everyone was kinda seeking out someone or more, to do what was based on individual basis. while the shots were not their style, they do take the naughty elf cocktail. 

[inthedeadofnate]

"that's good probably. even if they were though, i'm saying i wouldn't even care, i think it's totally worth it." he could relate to the hypothetical gingerbread men, and would also happily be the thin red string. or have his tongue be. whatever it took. "i appreciate ya sayin so, i'm sure it's nothin compared, but i'm not really like...dressy. you know?" nate gestured around to the more flamboyant and stylish outfits, he knew he was doing bare minimum. however, he almost blushed at the heaping of praise from krissi, definitely feeling his skin heat up. "okay, now you're gonna make me bashful. thank ya kindly, but all the damage i've taken so far and you still think i'm pretty? one more won't make a dent. also, you're prettier! everyone knows it. i'm like...your average meathead. you're godlike. handcrafted so that the rest of us can't stop thinking about how soft your skin probably is." he laughed loud, surprised at himself and how poetic that almost sounded. "not that i've been thinking about it or anything." he buried his face in the cup he'd already emptied, busying himself with getting the last drop.

[elergyhub]

nothing was turning out how pavor had planned, but that made it even more exciting. especially because if he had it his way, he probably would've had multiple stab wounds in his torso by now. when nate reacted to him touching his taint, he finally thought that he had one. the man slipped his cock out from his mouth and he was able to breathe again. that didn't last long until he felt the other's mouth on his lips and he immediately went into fight or flight mode again. pavor moved his right hand to rest on the man's chest, pushing him away to break the kiss earlier. a couple of slurs popped into his head, but he was too dizzy to say anything. gosh, was sucking dick this much effort normally? he'd do anything to get away from the man's lips, including turning around on his knees and presenting his rear to the other. pavor only pulled down his pants and underwear far enough that his full ass was on display. he leaned forward, resting his hands on the ground, and braced himself for another unfamiliar feeling.

[inthedeadofnate]

nate would think it kinda laughable that either of them could have things turn out as they had planned, or that pavor had anything specific planned at all, because yeah--they'd come a long way in a short time. it had been a rollercoaster. that was not slowing down anytime soon he guessed, because he'd thought pav would like the kiss. he just was not gonna stop fucking with him. seeing him square up before him, nate didn't want to be so predicable either...but also wasn't sure if pav wanted a specific kind of pain or not...still, rather than have any kind of rational conversation now, he'd just try to hit somewhere in the middle.

nate leaned and spat to let a fat drop of saliva fall onto pavor's asshole, inadvertently letting out a low whistle at how nice that looked, grabbing both cheeks on either side for a tight squeeze while he appreciated the drip for one long, throbbing moment. once the moment had passed and required an escalation, he slid an index finger into the tight ring, still gripping ass with his left hand. upping the ante again after a few strokes, he'd add a second, working him quickly up the rungs so he'd only be a little sore tomorrow, not filled with pain and regret, just a little twang of remembrance, not enough to overshadow any pleasure he could find within--speaking of, nate sought out his p spot to drum on, let no one say he wasn't egalitarian. and once he got up to three fingers or so that way, he'd let his own pleasure back into the picture, pressing the leaking tip of his own dick against the hole he'd been working on, feeling generous and accomplished--he'd wait to see if pav would back it up for another inch or not, throbbing thickly in the meantime.

[inthedeadofnate]

[creteanbaddies-deactivated20241]

this xxxmas bash was definitely not the usual holiday party; as one of the hosts said: out with the ugly christmas sweaters and in with the daddy santa harnesses. hence why krissi was decked out in their gingerbread assless chaps, matching cowbow hat hanging along their back. ❝ have mercy: this is more liquor than eggnog. ❞ krissi stifles a giggle as they took a sip of the ever-going high-spiked eggnog shots that were being serviced for the night. any more of that for the night and they'd probably end up falling in the lake. ❝ would you like the rest of this ? it's packing a punch that I can't take. ❞ even now, they can feel the burn of tequila that out spices the cinnamon in the creamy beverage. maybe nate would take better to it. 

@inthedeadofnate

[inthedeadofnate]

"you had to kill what, 50, 60 gingerbread men for that?" nate was in a goofy silly mood of his own, the environment somehow demanding it once he'd stepped out of his comfort zone (granted, that was just shirtless with red sweatpants, but they were very soft and he still felt like he was putting himself out there) and he felt comfortable appraising the impossibly adorable gingerbread! assless chaps, "whatever it was, it was worth it. you look great." happily, nate reached for the drink, and dumped it down his throat without ceremony. he was having fun but would still like to be one more level removed from the social intimacy, or his fear of doing the wrong thing. "i like liquor more than eggnog and i can take a punch." he suppressed the burn and it felt better than focusing on what to say next or how to stand. "if you need me to take any more hits for you, just let me know, i'm your guy."

[elergyhub]

when his nose was pressed up against nate's body, he was pleasantly surprised. he didn't think that the man had it in him. pavor found himself having to hollow how his cheeks and spread his tongue on the bottom of nate's shaft so that his bottom teeth wouldn't graze it. he started to breath more through his nose, but knew that he couldn't keep that up forever. instead of tapping against the shed or slapping the man's already trembling thighs, another thought occurred to him. pavor tugged on nate's sac with his right hand, pulling it to see if pain really did mix with pleasure at times. his left hand traveled up and his middle + index fingers pressed right up on the man's taint, another spot that he hoped was going to be sensitive. if none of that worked, then pavor would push his head back on nate's hold to try and get himself free. he would only say that he didn't want the man to bust his load so quickly though, not that he couldn't take it.

[inthedeadofnate]

nate was in his own kind of world for a moment, buried to the hilt and digging for more, just instinctively chasing the edge of the cliff, and with no outward signs of surrender to bring him to, he wasn't planning on stopping until liftoff. the tugging against his sack really only fed into his mindless rutting, ratcheting up the intensity some sure, in a way that made his head swim and less caution bubble to the top, rather than more. but pav's further exploration was very much not par for nate's course, nor anything he'd been experimental enough for for a long time. as if he'd found a power down button, nate slowed the rocking, leaning back against the wall again, and grasped for purchase at the boards serving as the shed's skeleton. he whined against his will, tightening his throat to turn it into a growl, and found his legs didn't want to hold him up at all anymore, forcing him to slip out of pavor's mouth and kneel before him. as if he'd planned to do so, nate planted one rough kiss on his mouth as a thank you, then slapped the side of his ass, pushing for him to spin the other direction.

[elergyhub]

from his perspective, there was no need to answer that question. actually, from there on out he doubted that nate was going to hear much talking from him. the only sounds he was planning to make were grunts, groans, and moans. maybe it was to see if he could still annoy him. perhaps it was because there more important things to focus on instead of talking now. if he had it his way, even after they climaxed there still wasn't going to be any clarity.

pavor's left hand moved up to rest on the center of nate's torso, pushing down on it so he could hold him up against the wall. he grunted when the man pushed for more, clearly eager to get some form of release. with his right hand, he managed to pop the other's length out of his mouth and he licked down the shaft. then he swirled his tongue around his sac, popping one of his balls inside of his mouth to suck on them. finally, when he had done enough teasing, pavor moved his lips back up to wrap arund the head of nate's girth. his right hand tugged on his balls once, right when he started to engulf the cock into his mouth. his eyes rolled up so that he could see nate's reaction while his tongue moved on the bottom of his length, taking another inch every time he moved his head forward.

[inthedeadofnate]

happily, nate let the leverage and momentum take over, leaning back to make a more extreme angle with his hips and allow pavor all the space he needed for whatever he was up to. it was better than nothing, and then, oh okay, better than he expected. by the time he was finally moving in the right direction toward what nate wanted, he would have taken anything. once allowed the warm, wet space to thrive, to spread out, to get sloppy, his thighs were trembling an embarrassing amount but there was nothing he could do except let his torso curl forward, gripping pavor's shoulders for purchase and hold on for dear life. there was also the added bonus of hiding from the man's searching gaze, which was still trying to mindfuck him, apparently. he eventually summoned the strength and desperation to skull fuck him in return, grip only tightening on the convenient handles of his obliques, ensuring some stability to thrust forward into. he took every inch allowed to him and more; until dude tapped out, anyways...and if not a tap, a slap would do it.

[inthedeadofnate]

[aurorablooded]

"Trust me, I'll definitely keep pushing my own limits to see what I can do." Quentin smirked, his gaze unashamedly wandering over the other demigod where he had made himself comfortable. Q had never been much of a shy person, and it could hardly be blamed when Nate was so nice to look at. "Well if you ever want to try and focus your abilities, maybe practice something new I'd be happy to help." He offered, mostly because he was actually curious what Nate could do if he let go and explored his raw potential, and because sparring was one of Quentin's favourite things. His smirk grew a little at the other's words, nodding along. "Nothing wrong with earning a little extra from your natural talents."

[inthedeadofnate]

"well don't forget my invite." nate had obviously caught quentin's open expression, as his own had reflected first surprise, then a similarly open appreciation, now that he'd left the door open for such assessments. a small smile rested on his face now, charmed. "i think i should, just don't know if i'm ready to really do it. i guess i'll know when i am; or i'll get thrown in the deep end one way or another." he didn't know how to recognize he was scared, let alone verbalize it. nor what to do about it. "yeah, that's exactly how i see it. athletes do the same."

[elergyhub]

pavor being weird didn't faze him. he was a complete psycho at times, but he was content with that and already made friends with his demons. it was getting others to face their own that was the real challenge. he needed to see all of these sides of nate to know how to trigger them. "so i'm weird. that's not a good rebuttal to you fucking the dead, cause you don't know how fucked up in the head i really am." or maybe he did. apart from the two of them, he also glanced around to see if anyone else was looking. sadly, he did like the attention to go towards his general area.

there was no reason to laugh, but with the look nate gave him, the rake falling, and then the apology he couldn't help the dry snicker that slipped out from his lips. he let the other free his length from everything that was holding it down, probably making it uncomfortable, until it was finally his turn to take control again. he pushed back when his head was nudged down and wrapped his hand around nate's neck, tightening it around the freshly made marks. "stop apologizing." pavor rolled his eyes as he quickly got down on his knees. he grabbed the base of the man's shaft and his tongue quickly swiped around the tip. he briefly let it go to free his own member from his pants, pushing them down along with his underwear until he could sit comfortably on his knees again. he spat on the man's length again and went back to work. his tongue swirled from the base all the way up tot he tip. he finally wrapped his lips around it and started to slowly stroke it. pavor didn't go anymore further than maybe an inch in, wanting to see what nate's reaction was to everything so far.

[inthedeadofnate]

"oh you...you're into that?" nate couldn't bring himself to be any more explicit or clarifying than that, not now. but maybe it was finally an answer to why he'd been targeted by this maniac. even now, compelled to be as close to pavor as possible, to crawl inside of him, nate knew he should have ran. unfortunately, he could only see it as hot now, it was too late; he'd never been more eager for post-nut clarity to set things right. he'd be reasonable then.

now, nate had to focus so close on every sensation that threatened to take the strength from his legs and drop him in the floor. brows creasing, he looked down with a pained expression, lip rolled into his mouth, possibly to avoid a pout or whine from ruining his image completely. he shivered once, twice, sucking air in through his teeth when he thought finally, expecting the wet heat to consume him fully and release the waves coiling in his belly. however, the anticipation only grew painful, throbbing with nowhere to put it, and he groaned, hands falling to lock behind pavor's neck. setting his jaw, eyes piercing downward to his soul, nate pushed for purchase and control, looking for more inches to envelope his need. "c'mon. you can fuck with me later. test me. whatever--guh. whatever the fuck you're doin."

[aurorablooded]

"Hard to picture what the limits of 'magic' are. I should probably reach out to my mother and see what the goddess herself has to say, or find a sibling." Quentin mused, more thoughts to himself out loud before his attention returned fully to Nate. "Yeah, I have to reach out to them too but you can definitely feel them against the veil between the living and the dead if you focus enough." He said, briefly closing his eyes, one hand lifted, the crimson aura of his magic seeming to ripple the air as if Quentin could rip through the barrier between the living and the dead if he focused hard enough. But he put his hand down, releasing his focus. "I used to as a child - didn't even realise it was real for the longest time, I just thought it was a game. Now I only really do it if I need something. You?"

[inthedeadofnate]

nate was getting comfortable in the late afternoon sun, reclining back across the seat of his bike some, but still careful not to tip it from the side. "yeah, or just keep pushin. see what you can come up with, see what happens." it was kind of thrilling when you really stopped to think about what kind of power they had. what all was possible. "yeah, i've tended toward tryin not to focus. 'less i need to, y'know?" always felt like playing with fire, or there was a yeah, limit, he needed to be careful of. "yeah, that's basically it. used it to get the right kind of pull with people from time to time. it's real intimidatin if you pull it off. occasionally made a little pocket change with it."

[creteanbaddies-deactivated20241]

this guy was weird; while they could have sworn they were being purposefully snarky, charmaine could tell from their reaction that they didn't necessarily mean any harm, or at least not in that instance. ❝ w-wait man ❞ as something of a peace offering, charmaine does manage to summon a peach for the other to spare him the walk. ❝ sorry if I came off as brash; wasn't really sure what your intentions were. ❞ at first they thought flirty, then it became snippy, but turns out all the guy really wanted was an actual peach. they toss the fruit over before getting another look at him. their point stands that they're rugged ... but rugged wasn't a bad thing per say. ❝ what's your name ? ❞

[inthedeadofnate]

"oh? oh for--? oh alright then..." nate had immediately spun around and is already walking back toward them when they toss the peach and he has to catch it in midair, which isn't really a problem, but then he just keeps continuing on his forward path for some reason and before he knows it, he doesn't know what to do when he's there. he also doesn't know what to say to any of that. "hey uh...thanks. appreciate 'cha." he moves to shake their hand with both of his and then immediately flees the scene, peach secured, he's not stopping again til he's home. definitely the safest course of action, because this felt dumb as hell. a few steps away he does realize the question asked and calls back, "nate! my bad!" but doesn't so much as turn back, he's gone.

[elergyhub]

people were so easy. so far he had gotten nate riled up enough to want to kill him and riled enough to want to fuck him. while this wasn't his plan at first, he wasn't going to shy away with it. pavor knew that he could still make people confront the deepest and darkest parts of themselves while having sex. that's what he was banking on now. when he got up, he was quick to move his hand down the curve of the man's back and then gave his ass a quick slap. "i guess you don't just fuck the dead then, huh?" yes, he was still going to be a thorn on his side in between the hot moments. pavor didn't hesitate before rushing towards the toolshed as nate guided him. the second that they were inside, pavor grabbed him by his waist and pushed him against one of the walls. he acted as if he was going to kiss him on the lips, have an intimate moment, but then he ducked his head and started to suck on the man's neck, peppering kisses in between.

[inthedeadofnate]

and the thorn was irritating, very apparently, ribbing him even as pavor realized he'd gotten nate in a different snare, maybe an even more powerful one as his dick led the way to their temporary secret headquarters. he could feel every step and how it pulled the denim of his jeans from inseam to waistband. "don't fuck the dead at all, and if i did, i think that'd make you just as weird." nate grumbled, actually not minding covering up the usually preferable silence, while they made their awkward acquaintance journey together; it was definitely his least favorite of all the silences: hustling some place to fuck.

nate was trying to make sure the door was closed and locked, not wanting any sudden surprises when accosted with the intimacy, accidentally locking eyes with pav while he leaned in intially, and nate's stomach did a flip that was at least 50% anxiety, worried he was gonna have to ask him to knock it off with the gay shit. but then, luckily, all eyes were averted so they could work out their nastiest urges in a more polite and private manner. he let his head rock back against the pressboard wall, the thick tongue sending zaps that specifically made his zipper uncomfortable, so he rid himself of that barrier, letting the button go too. then the zaps were not enough and he palmed the top of pavor's head, applying an insistent but gentle pressure that hopefully seemed like friendly guidance. his other thumb hooked his briefs to let the girthy piece of meat spring free, angling hips out and up so his shoulder blades hit the wall behind him. maybe too hard though, because he had to bat rake handle back into the other direction as it fell down the wall toward them, just in the nick of time. he offered a rough whisper, "sorry."

[aurorablooded]

Quentin nodded in agreement, having felt much the same in his early days of camp. Undecided about whether he would truly stick it out but figuring he'd make the most of it only to feel his powers grow and need to know more. He found the way the other's speech started to drawl almost adorable, but kept the observation to himself. "Maybe, I don't know the full limitations of my powers yet. But honestly I plan to find out." He smirked. "Rituals and spells are certainly my specialty, but I can also speak with the dead - something we have in common."

[inthedeadofnate]

"i think you should find out probly, huh? the limitations? i think i'd like to see that." he tried to picture what it could possibly look like--the limitations of powers like that, and it certainly sounded like a spectacle. "yeah, it's intrestin' huh? a few of us that can. i feel a little lucky i gotta like call em forth, and they don't pop up on me much. you talk to em a lot?" nate hadn't played around much with his powers, just enough to start to get a handle on em, but part of him still was afraid he'd fuck something up he didn't want to pay the consequence on.