Next chapter, loves!

Same deal as before, these are NOT my original characters, Voltage owns them!

No full-on lemon yet, but explicit material.

Chapter 2: Experimentation

Why did I let him talk me into this? Zyglavis thought frantically as he waited for his anonymous lover to arrive. Because he requested for this to be completely anonymous, Zyglavis was blindfolded. His wrists were bound in silk ribbons and his hair was pulled straight back in a ponytail, not to the side like it usually is. Otherwise, he was stark naked. Feeling vulnerable, his heart was beating out of his chest, his breathing labored considering he was only just standing there. He was so nervous… for a moment he wondered if this was part of the difference Partheno had spoken of.

He didn't know how he felt about that.

He heard the door open and close and for a minute time stood still. He held his breath in anticipation, and he heard the mystery god sharply inhale. Zyglavis took this as a gesture of surprise.

Was it too late to back out?

His unspoken question was answered when he felt a hand slide along his side, brushing over his hips on the way to his ass. Zyglavis shuddered when he felt that hand cup his right buttock, causing him to yelp slightly in spite of himself.

His mystery god was wearing a uniform. Zyglavis could feel his arm along his side and he was still clothed. This heightened his concern, for this meant he likely knew this god through work. At the very least, he could almost be certain that the mystery god knew him.

Would he be able to keep this confidential?

In spite of his original request to not know who it was, Zyglavis couldn't help but wonder. His concentration broke momentarily when he felt the god's lips on his neck, followed by a trail of his tongue down to his collar bone.

"Nghhh…" He tried to remain silent, but the sensation was too much. Come on, concentrate! Who is this… He once again focused on their arm that was still wrapped around them. His left arm was around him while the fingers of his right hand were toying with his nipple. That new sensation gave him goosebumps, but with great willpower he was able to focus on the uniform again. No arm band on this side, so he wasn't in the Department of Punishments.

That's good, at least. Zyglavis let out a sigh of relief. He didn't think that he would be able to handle living life day after day in his own department wondering if his lover was watching him. This relief was short-lived, however, when his lover decided to switch sides allowing him to feel the arm band present itself on their right arm.

Wishes! Zyglavis realized and gasped out loud. As if in response to his realization, the wish granter bit into his shoulder, causing him to yell out. He felt the god smirk from his reaction. Shit!

Zyglavis began to squirm and fight his way out of the gods embrace. Catching on to his discomfort, the god snapped his fingers, causing his own clothes to disappear and he hugged Zyglavis now from behind. Figuring he perhaps when too far with the biting, he stroked the area tenderly before planting a soft kiss. No words were exchanged, but Zyglavis still heard him. I'm sorry.

Zyglavis sighed. It's not as if he didn't sign up for this… his behavior is uncalled for and he knew it. Accepting the wish granter's apology, he leaned into his embrace and exposed his neck to the god, giving him full access. He attempted the biting again, this time me eased into it as to not provoke him again.

"Mmnn…." Zyglavis admitted silently to himself that it felt rather good when he did that. He felt a certain organ of his come alive and he his breath caught for a moment.

This did not go unnoticed by his lover, who took this opportunity to gently stroke his ever-growing erection. Zyglavis let out a moan in pleasure; his touch was electrifying.

And then it suddenly hit him. There was no longer any doubt in his mind as to who this other god was. These hands… they have been used for pleasure before. He shook hands with this hand on many occasions for work.

His lover released him for the briefest moment so that he can once again embrace him from the front, his erection now brushed up against his own.

"Leon?"