work has literally been kicking my ass. iâm in pain everyday and just i;ve been resting because of it, so much rest. im sorry to anyone i owe replies too! i will get to it thursday cause its my day off ty heavens above
ââŠâŠin this form I am fifteen. I am actually 200 years old.â
The god crosses his arms and stares back at her. This would be his first encounter with a god that was neither his brother, or his father, so heâs quite unsure how he should act around her. He hums quietly.
âOf course I do. Iâm no heathen, nor do I go out of my way to purposely infuriate those who are like me. I will ask you though, what business do you have with me?â
  âOf course you are.â Selene replies. A moment, then sheâs turning her head to stare behind him, as if she was focusing on something other than him--before Selene returns her attention to the other God.
  âApologies, it has simply been so long since a smaller God has come to my attention.â Her apology was stated coldly, just as her gaze lingered on his face, before dropping to scan him over a few times. âI felt compelled to seek you out, in truth. Call it maternal instincts. Does this bother you?â
  Eyes widen, a brief moment of panic before Lilaâs mouth curves into a grin. Sheâs been so engrossed within her own mind, torments of past mistakes and her future lying so unclear before her that speaking aloud came from an unbearing need to scream. But screaming made people look, and she wasnât eager for that sort of attention.
  She twists a strand of black locks, eyes focused so intently on the other--looking, watching and thinking past intrusive thoughts, it takes her a moment before she finally responds.
  âI donât think I would like to truly disappear.â Lila speaks softly, gaze unfocused and staring far off into space, as if she could see all answers to her dilemma. But sheâs only human. âSometimes it just feels like no matter what you do, they just want to drown you.â They being the demons she had aforementioned.Â
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âWhy do you keep calling me in here?â Cian asks with such hostility, Kai winces. Cian was, without a doubt, always asked to come into Kaiâs office with little to no preparation. Usually whenever the demi-god wanted too, he called in Cian just to see the frustration flicker across the others face.
  Kai doesnât respond. Normally a quip about how this was a business and it required communication would follow through Cianâs jab, but the red head was already pulling out a file and tossing it towards the other. Cian catches it with ease, a sort of sharp movement Kai would expect from the raven.
  His gaze focuses on the file, through papers scattered in before he closes it gingerly. Kai briefly wonders why he couldn't receive such treatment, before he remembers why.
   âYou called me in here⊠to look at a cold case?â Cian sounds amused, leaning against a chair seated before Kaiâs desk. It's the way he says it, cool and amused that makes the demi-god sigh, stretch his arms above his head to explain--
  âYeah. Needed an excuse to get you alone.â The declaration causes Cian to stammer, face flooding with a dark color before turning away.
 âYou're an idiot.â
âI know.â Kai says, smooth and grinning. âBut no, that's not why I asked you to look. That same design on the latest victims.â Death which involved supernatural occurrences; and Cian was his only choice. Since they both found the other was born on the same planet, Xeria and not all too mortal like the humans on Earth, there had been a strange form of trust.
 Cian came from a long lineage of sorcerers, who fought alongside the warrior Blu. He was powerful, Kai would admit. And his magic was bright and vibrant and Kaiâs own magic wanted nothing more than to curl and bond with the other. It was suffocating, intense and all too fucking beautiful for Kai to care if Cian hated him. Their magic screamed for each other, their ethereal beings fit side by side.
 Yet Kai was no monster, perhaps a good liar--but never would he force himself upon Cian. That would break all he built up.
  However, he often tested the waters. And Cian never failed to return it. Last Christmas, mistletoe had hung from every door and Kai had purely, accidentally knocked into Cian. A few teases and their mouths locked into carnal desire.
   Not even New Years, did Cian kiss Kai again, âI was drunkâ he would say whenever Kai attempted to bring it up. But alcohol didnât taste so sweet and angry and after Valentineâs, Kai bluntly asked to fuck Cian and Cian hummed and agreed and Kai took what the other willingly, and aggressively, gave.
 Memory lane always seemed to bitter. A focused gaze makes Cian narrow his eyes and suddenly he says, âfine. I'll look into it. Anything else, oh great one?â
 âLetâs have sex.â Kai tugs his cuff, before adding, âalso my sisters are coming later. Youâll know because Fall will be with âem.â
There's a long silence, a choke of really and when Kai looks back up with narrowed green eyes, angry hazel are staring back at him.
   âDid you really ask me to have sex...and then talk about your sisters not even a second later orâŠâ
 âI almost forgot.â a lie, easy and simple and Kai adjusts himself on his seat. âAre you gonna have sex with me or no?â
  âFuck you, no.â A harsh snap, and Kai shrugs. Turning back to his paperwork and awaiting a slammed door. But there's nothing but silence and --- âweâre at work.â So shyly hissed Kai wants to laugh, but instead he waves a hand.
   âLater. After work, you're right. We are at work,â not that it's stopped Kai before. Cianâs temper and Kaiâs natural delight to pushing off the raven met for such strong tension, it had taken no more than three days after their first fuck to end up doing it again in the janitor closet⊠and once more against Kaiâs cheap leather couch. âTotally cool.â
 Cian hisses, dark and angry and beautiful it leave the demi-god only slightly breathless while heâs throwing up a grin. There was something primal about the way Cian glared, the way he exhaled Kaiâs name like it was a damned sin and thereâs nothing between them anyways-- maybe a desk that's more of a surface to keep Cian up just as mouths meet.
 Cian has no self control; its it's easy by the way he tosses Kaiâs shit to the floor, a computer smashing tile and a hand too cold against his shoulder and teeth sharp and --
  âHell, itâs like you wanna kill me,â Kai laughs, deep and rough as Cian hisses again. But there's a flush on his cheeks and when he kisses Kai again, heâs murmuring a soft praise and Kai hums when he moves forward, presses Cian hard against the desk and the chairs shoved to the side; mouth claiming the ravens and each kiss is followed by soft pants.
 Clothing is a hassle, and Cian wastes no time whispering a spell, something he's only done when learning a new one and Kai wishes there was a even faster way to do this. To just have the sorcerer whenever he desires with a flick of a wrist.
   Thereâs teeth clashing and lips swollen, lube conjured--Kaiâs even pretty sure Cian just fucking bit his tongue--and even the motion of prepping the raven is more rough and quick and --
 âfuckfuckfuck, hurry up--"
âChill, Cici,â that earns a bite against his neck, harsh and Kai moans because pain feels so good when his own magical essence is curling into Cianâs and he knows the raven feels it too. With Kaiâs glamour falling, his red hair swirls into colors of orange and yellows and itâs hot against the back of his neck but Cian touches and yanks and begs Kai to hurry the hell up--
   Kai laughs. His chest feels warm and his eyes heavy with lust and then heâs pressing fingers deeper, twisting and then Cianâs gasping, cock squirting milky fluids and Kai laughs all too strangled and Cian snaps his mouth shut, embarrassed and cute and Kai sighs softly when he pulls his fingers away, the bottle of lube Cian had summoned was still flat on the table and, and sure he's petty and possessive but he takes his time sliding a condom on that he keeps in his back pocket and ---
   âoh- kaikai--please--" so loud and wanton and beautiful and Kai rocks his hips in, grips Cianâs hips and his mouth ghosts over his neck, teeth biting down on perky nipples and each thrust up makes Cian jolt against the table---
  âFucking hell,â Kai slurs all too loaded with pleasure and stars dance across his vision and his fucking magic grips him all too tight and Cian chokes, swirls of vivid blue push into yellows and Kai growls when cold heat burn into his chest, sliding in harder and whycantcianjustlovehimbackwhy--
 âN-no!â is blurted out and Cian sobs when Kai stops, sweaty and pushing into his God form and Cian isnât speaking, his arm thrown over his eyes and chest heaving -- âK-kai why did you stop?â
 âYou said no.â And Cian laughs, broken and twists his head to never make eye contact even when Kai tries to pull his arm away and sliding out doesn't work when Cian holds him tight between his thighs. âDamnit talk to me.â
  âYou...your⊠ethereal...your fucking essence is trying to become one with me--" And Kai flushes hot and embarrassed as Cian turns to look at him. âAnd thatâs-- You never asked me out--"
   âWe are literally having sex on my desk, you shit.â Kai growls, and Cian grips his arms.
 âTake me to get Mexican after this, please.â Cian sounds soft, and all too sweet. Kai stares down at him, chest heaving and he tilts his head back. Groans loud and angry because seriously why was Cian such a cute fucker.
  âYeah, sure. Letâs go see a movie first and then Mexican.â A flicker, Cian is staring hard and long and then he squirms, purrs now fuck me some more, fucktard and Kai moves again, desperation to cum and Cian is as eager.
 They reach completion nearly in sync. But Kai likes to cum first, to see Cian scowl and Cian follows with a heavy sigh of content as he lays against the desk.
    âI hate you.â Cian murmurs.
âYeap⊠that's why you're still naked on my desk, right?â Kai teases, watching Cian breathe and close his eyes.
  âI could say your attitude,â words were sharp and cool, as her gaze settles over his form in analysis. âBut you prove to have some manners.â Selene speaks softly then, angling her head to continue looking as if searching for something on this boy.Â
Head poking up to look around, but only halfway. Then diving back under to resume a happily content swim; and doing a bit of treasure hunting as well, why not? It just makes thingss more fun.Â
Finding a few things deeper down, examining a few of the deep sea fish. Thankfully Soldanâs eyes and freckles lit up in the darkest of areas! Naturally, of course.
  Light comes from the waters, and curiosity is what lures the goddess to the location. Her skirts lifted between fists, and feet slipping deep into water as she moves in closer. Thereâs only a stretch of solid ground that allows her to be knee deep before she must plunge, but instead of doing so, she peers into the waters. Thereâs a scattering of smaller fish when Mila shifts.
  âCreature, sea beast..what you name it,â amusement is thick even as her face remains stoic. Lips tugging to a light smile; âyour lights are quite pretty.â
(đ) âWua! Iâm not a bad child! I just have fun and do fun things. You never told me I couldnât.â Jason whines. Why did his mother have to be so particular about things anyway? She was the Goddess of chaos after all. She should understand best. âBut why? I think being the God of festivities and trickery suits me best after all! Both are a form of chaos, and you are chaos, Mother. How could you make me be the god of lies as well~â Jason feigns hurt by putting his hand over his chest, as if he were terribly hurt by her words, closing his eyes for a moment before cracking one open to look at her before laughing, opening his arms into a dramatic display.Â
âWorry not, Mother. How about I be the God of festivities, trickery and lies~â
   âYouâre right. How can you be all three when Kaiâs already the God of Lies.â Though said smugly. Listening to Jason made her feel a bit better of her nature, before she realized it was her own son-- someone more vicious than she--uttering those sweet things. Lila could faintly hear her sisters snickering in her mind already if they would hear such things.
  âYou are trouble enough. Lady Life should scold you, not me. At least than she can truly scare you.â Dark green eyes focus only briefly on her son before she waves her hand. âOh well, not that it matters. Just stop causing more death than needed, or Daddy Death will be the next one to come to your shrine. And he will say things that not even my Mother dares lecture about.â A threat stated loosely, but Lila figured Jason truly enjoyed testing his limits.
They say if you close your eyes and whisper Selene's name, whilst offering a moon flower crushed between two silver pebbles, she will come and grant you a wish.
Truth
Selene will only come if you serve a hot tea made of moon flower petals, the myth comes from buried pebbles and pots with the flowers crushed between.
She will come, and she will sit and enjoy a tea with you. But fair warning, as she may not come. But if she does, know that the Moon Goddess has blessed you and your family.
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