~ Short: Apollo dragged you out of the banquet hall and scurried down the marble corridor. Sunlight streamed in through the tall windows, casting your shadows on the white floor. You struggled to keep your balance, practically running as you tried to keep up with his wide-open strides.
~ Finally, he opened the door to his room, shoving you inside, and slamming it shut. Apollo's breathing was heavy. He stared at you, his golden eyes constricted like a wild animal's territorial intrusion.
~ You opened your mouth to speak, but Apollo was already there, his tall body draped over you. He gently but forcefully pushed you onto the bed, and you collapsed face-up on the soft white blanket.
~ Apollo stood over you, panting, his hands pinning your sides to the bed.
~ | "Everyone's staring at you," he muttered, his voice almost growling. "All... their... eyes. Struggling to see mine."
~ Apollo leaned down, his lips just past yours. His hand reached for the small black ribbon around your neck. He tugged lightly, and it came undone and fell onto the bed.
~ Apollo's eyes shone with satisfaction and hunger. He leaned down and quickly pressed his lips to the scar/Love bite , kissing you again, as if to emphasize that only he could leave a scar there.
~ You let out a soft moan, arching slightly beneath him. His hands ran through your long, black hair, stroking it gently. His lips traveled from your neck to your shoulders, then back to yours again.
~ Your soft lips, a sweet shade of pink, were claimed by Apollo without hesitation. His kiss was hot, deep, and possessive. You could taste the honey you'd applied that morning, a mixture of sweetness and heat that melted into the kiss. His tongue played deeply and passionately with yours, as if trying to erase everyone's gaze.
~ "No one else can look at you like this," he whispered between kisses. "Only mine.....MINE!."
You gasped, your cheeks flushed, and your hands ran up his back. "Apollo!?they're only looking at me... I didn't mean to—"
"Shhh!" he placed a finger over your lips. "I know, but I just can't help it. You belong to me. Mine alone. I must never let anyone see these lips, these skin, this body."
He kissed you again, this time on your neck, then your shoulder, lightly biting your skin and leaving fresh traces of love. Apollo put his arms around you, pressing you gently but firmly. His other hand slid under your dress and gently caressed your stomach.
In the silence of the marble room, the only sounds were your moans and breathing.
