Absolutely Heavenly Perfect Acts
Absolutely – A for Alexander
Heavenly – H for Hephaistion
Perfect – P for Patroclus
Acts – A for Achilles
They were all sitting around the table at the terrace looking over a beautiful lake. Around the terrace, white fragile flowers of Manna Ash implied a sweet sap of the sky-fallen juice of stars. Delicate pale pink petals of Lotus Tree hid saccharine fruits from the god Priapos. Sweet-scented white flowers of Myrtle filled the warm air, and the plump fruits of Pomegranate waved in the breeze, tempting to be eaten.
Pale green flowers and bright red berries of seductive Bindweed decorated half of the columns, and the grape vines twisted up around the other half. The carpet of tender green grass spread to the edge of the mirror calm lake. The clusters of white Narcissus, blue rock roses, red anemones, purple sweet violets and yellow green hellebore splashed the colors and aromas throughout the meadow. The Elysian field was splendid as always.
"I am bored." Achilles yawned supporting his head with his palm, propping his elbow lazily on the table.
"We need some action." Alexander agreed stretching his arms upright.
" We could watch what the mortals are doing, but they have not had any interesting events for quite some time." Patroclus stated.
"I have an idea, if you would all agree." Hephaistion's soft calm voice drew an attention; his bright blue eyes were twinkling mischievously.
"Well, let's hear what you have to say." All three others eagerly replied in unison.
Hephaistion took a deep breath before opening his mouth again.
"I have been wondering…how does it feel to be taken by Achilles…"
Hephaistion lowered his gaze in embarrassment. The pale blue pairs of Achilles' eyes darkened immediately with lusts. Alexander's mouth hung open with this bold unexpected confession of Hephaistion, but it soon turned into a sweet smile. Embarrassed Hephaistion looked so adorable.
"I always wondered how it feels to conquer the great hero, Achilles." Alexander did not waste any time.
"And I dreamed to feel great King around mine." Patroclus' determined voice followed; his green eyes were clouded with desire.
"I do not mind taking beautiful Hephaistion, and being conquered by great King at all. This is exciting indeed." Achilles' shaky voice with anticipation sealed the deal.
Achilles took Hephaistion's trembling hand, and guided him over the mattress of tender greens and sweet flowers. He brushed his silky lock away from Hephaistion's ear lobe before nipping it playfully. Warm breath and a pressure around the sensitive skin sent a shiver from the back of the neck, through the spine, and all the way to the tip of Hephaistion's toe. His body shuddered, but was firmly pressed against Achilles' broad hard chest. Hephaistion moaned helplessly.
A faint whimper from Hephaistion's parted lips was all it took for Alexander to lie behind Achilles. He ran the tongue from the base of the hero's tight split to the back of the strong nape. Hearing his hero moan loudly into Hephaistion's mane, Alexander pushed himself harder against the mighty Achilles. Patroclus' heated body now joined behind Alexander's sweaty slick one. The field was soon filled with nothing, but loud moans and wet slapping sounds of eager flesh.
When the god Dionysus finally claimed them, and the loud cries echoed the field, they lay there being tangled with each other, and sated. In the eternal Elysian Field, the combination was endless; almost endless, to be precise, there were two hundred and sixty six ways to love each other. They would not be bored for a long time.
End
