A/N: This fandom needs more Hades/Apollo so here's another one from me.


"The master has been expecting you, my lord."

Apollo knew he was about to commit one of the stupidest decisions he would ever make in Greek history, and Hypnos seemed to agree with that welcoming—or rather knowing—smile he was giving him.

He erased the thought since it was impossible for the god of sleep to know the reason for his visit. Still, he couldn't help but feel uneasy, or maybe it was the dark and foreboding place in general making him so. It was one of the least places the god of sun would ever visit, but alas, there he was in the palace of the underworld.

After exchanging greetings, Hypnos led Apollo through the halls and towards the throne room where the latter would be having an audience with the master of the place. The sun god felt a bit anxious but shook off the feeling when he reminded himself why he was there in the first place.

For Hyacinthus.

The thought of the Spartan prince made his heart ache and brought back that unwanted memory of the day he died in his arms.

It had been a lovely morning, and Apollo had decided to take his mortal lover out to play a game of quoit when tragedy had struck. The discus thrown by the prince went off course, hitting him directly in the head. The god tried to save him but time was quickly running out, and when nothing more could be done, he spent the last few moments weeping while holding his dying lover.

He didn't know how long he stayed like that with Hyacinthus in his arms; all he could recall was returning his body to his family, before giving him a proper burial and sending him off with the purple flowers that had sprouted from the prince's pooling blood. He vaguely remembered spending the next few days mourning for his loss, before finally deciding that he needed to see his lover one last time—and he would do so at any cost.

As for the Spartan prince's death, Apollo was still uncertain if it had really been an accident, or some other force had been behind it, and if it was the latter—

No doubt he was jealous.

Apollo clenched his fist beside him, a certain wind god already surfacing in his mind, but before he could further his thoughts, they arrived at the entrance of the throne room.

Hypnos turned to face him and said, "He shall see you now, my lord."

"Thank you," Apollo replied, smiling at him as he added, "And let us drop the formalities. From now on let us call each other by our names, Hypnos."

The god of sleep returned his smile and nodded in acknowledgement. "As you wish, Apollo."

As if on cue, the immense doors began to open and Hypnos stepped aside to make way for him. Before stepping inside, he closed his eyes for a moment and silently prayed, Oh dear Fates, hear my prayer; let me see my beloved one last time.

Taking a deep breath, Apollo entered through those doors and headed towards the stairs that led up to the throne, where the master of the realm awaited him. He could sense those eyes watch every step—and breath—he made, like a hunter observing his prey, but that didn't deter him and continued on before halting a few feet away from the bottom steps. At the same time, he heard the doors shut behind him, fortunately—and vice versa—leaving the two deities in complete privacy and silence.

Not liking the cold atmosphere, Apollo didn't waste time and bowed his head while kneeling before the elder god as he spoke, "My lord, I thank you for having me."

"You may stand."

A sudden chill ran down his spine from just hearing that powerful voice, which he found ridiculous and immediately dismissed his fears, before standing up and finally looking at the lord of the underworld.

The sun god was left breathless, speechless even; he hadn't expected Hades to be this handsome, and like his younger brothers, he emanated great power. His presence alone was overwhelming even if they were surrounded by such a suffocating domain.

In truth, he had sensed his presence the moment those doors had opened and tried hard to ignore it so as not to add another layer to his fears. Then again, he shouldn't be that surprised since this was the first time he met the elder god and his knowledge of him was rather limited; only his wild imaginations had provided him of what the god may have looked like.

Now, seeing the striking deity before him, he fleetingly wondered if this was what others had felt the first time they saw him—the sun god who was considered as one of the most beautiful sons of Zeus.

Apollo suddenly realized he was staring and mentally chided himself for such discourteous act.

Before he could utter a word, Hades broke the silence first. "And to what do I owe the pleasure, son of Zeus? I'm rather surprised to see another child of his in my abode." A slight frown appeared on his lips. "Hermes alone is too much."

For a moment, Apollo wondered what the relation between Hades and Hermes was. Based on the messenger god's tales, he seemed to be in good terms with their uncle, then again it was Hermes. What his half-brother deemed as a friendly relationship with the lord of the underworld may have been one-sided.

"I see…I just hope my brother hasn't become a nuisance to you, my lord. I'm sure he means well," Apollo replied, hoping the conversation about his sibling wouldn't sour the elder god's mood. "Anyhow, if I may, my lord, I shall get right to the point regarding my visit," he said, composing himself before continuing, "I wish to see a mortal; Hyacinthus is his name. He has departed, gone to your realm not too long ago."

"Ahh yes, the Spartan prince," Hades spoke nonchalantly while lightly rubbing his chin, already knowing one of the recent inhabitants of his realm. "His death was rather peculiar…"

The sun god had the sudden urge to ask if his death had been an accident or not, but he knew it was a question not to be asked.

"And you wish to see him?" Hades queried. "You should know by now the laws of the living and the dead, son of Zeus. It is forbidden for any living being to step foot on those lands. Not even the king of the gods himself can enter freely without my permission."

"I understand well, my lord, but pray hear my plea," Apollo responded. "I shall not break any law nor rules of your realm. I shall cross no border and only wish to speak with Hyacinthus for but a moment."

"Which is still forbidden," Hades answered with finality.

Apollo knew their conversation would end here but he wasn't giving up just yet. It was time he brought out one of his bargaining chips, which he hoped this particular one was enough to persuade the elder god while also not landing him in hot water.

"Lord Hades," he spoke with a firm voice. "I'm willing to make a bargain with you."

The elder god raised an eyebrow. "A bargain? You think you will sway me with your offers?"

"To be quite honest, no, but I'd like to try if you are willing to hear them."

There was a pause before Hades responded, "And what pray will you offer me?"

Before he could have any second thoughts, Apollo answered, "Let me warm your bed, my lord."

That suffocating silence returned to the hall and the sun god might as well have choked right there and then, but he remained steadfast and waited for the other's answer.

Hades's face remained impassive for a moment, until his brows furrowed and a slight frown formed on his face. "You're offering me with your body? With pleasure?"

"Pray do not take offense, lord Hades," Apollo responded. "I believe it is the only thing I may offer since you are already blessed with immense wealth and power."

What he just spoke was true: the eldest god had riches and power that may even surpass his two brothers. He had even thought of offering his servitude for a few years or more, but that would raise questions among his fellow Olympians, especially with his father Zeus. So, he had decided to make it a one-time deal, albeit a foolish one he admitted.

"And what makes you think I'd be even interested in such?" Hades's eyes narrowed at the sun god. "Do you liken me to my brothers who seek temporary pleasure day and night?"

"No, my lord," Apollo quickly answered. "I would never think of one as such, but I believe that companionship even for a moment may give you respite from your duties."

"If I wish for companionship, there are several here in this realm alone that would satisfy my impulses."

"And I do not doubt it, my lord," the sun god replied. "But pray allow me to be the one to give you that relief if only for one night."

Hades raised an eyebrow at him. "And if I refuse?"

"Then I shall take my leave, and won't take any more of your time."

There was a pause and Apollo hoped, prayed Hades would accept his proposal. As every second passed without a word from the elder god, his chances of seeing Hyacinthus were slipping further away and it was pure torture. He was beginning to regret his stupid offer—as he should—and wondered if he could propose another when Hades shifted in his throne.

The elder god then asked him, "All this for a mere mortal?"

"…Hyacinthus is more than that, my lord," he couldn't help but reply while still keeping his tone in check.

Apollo hoped the lord of the underworld would at least pity him. He knew Hades had no one; the lone throne that stood above the stairs told him that much. So maybe, just maybe, a taste of companionship for an evening might change his mind.

When Hades still hasn't spoken, Apollo was an inch away from losing hope when he saw the former standing up and began walking down the stairs. He waited for the elder god to approach him, but when he passed by him as if he was nothing, he thought he had utterly failed, until he heard Hades halting a few steps away and announced, "I shall be waiting in my chamber."

He again heard his footsteps while at the same time heard the doors opening, leaving him with an invitation to follow him.

The sun god quietly expressed his gratitude to the Fates before turning around to trail after Hades. When he exited the throne hall, he was surprised to be greeted by Hypnos while no sign of his master could be seen anywhere.

Suddenly, he wondered if Hypnos has been outside the whole time, imagining him smiling thoughtfully as he heard every single word behind those doors, and seeing him now, his smile seemed wider the last time he saw it.

"The master has asked me to escort you to his private chamber," Hypnos said, before gesturing towards the right direction. "Right this way, Apollo."

"I appreciate it, Hypnos," he replied, while wanting to just ask him for the directions but had no choice when the other deity began walking ahead.

Fortunately, the god of sleep asked no questions while he led him through the halls of the palace; still, even if he didn't ask, a lone question lingered in the silent air between them.

So…you want to fuck my master?

A moment later, they arrived at another set of large doors and Hypnos stepped aside for the sun god to enter. "He is waiting for you inside. You may enter."

"Thank you, Hypnos."

He nodded in acknowledgment, returning his smile. "It is my pleasure."

As Apollo approached the doors, he heard the other god adding, "And I hope you satisfy my master, Apollo."

He turned his head, but was surprised to see the other deity nowhere in sight, though he could feel his presence as if he was just lingering nearby. He refocused himself and took a deep breath before opening the doors.

The sun god entered Hades's chamber to see the latter sitting on one of the chairs near the lit fireplace, as if he had been waiting for quite some time now. He closed the doors behind him before heading towards the elder god, who was pouring himself a chalice of red wine. He then stood in front of him, and seeing him up close, he honestly found Hades overwhelmingly attractive.

Before Apollo found himself staring again, he said to him, "Lord Hades, I'd like to express first my utmost gratitude for accepting my offer."

"Do not thank me yet, son of Zeus," the elder god replied, looking up from his drink to meet the other's eyes. "Let me be clear, if I do not find myself indulging in our little deal, I shall end it and never speak of it again."

"As you wish, my lord."

"Also," Hades placed the chalice on the table beside him before continuing, "Let us drop the formalities for the time being, agreed?"

Apollo nodded in agreement. "Of course."

"Well then," he said, resting his chin on his knuckle. "Let us begin."

The sun god felt his mouth going dry and had the sudden urge to lick his lips. He was suddenly feeling nervous and found it ridiculous since this was the moment he was waiting for.

Apollo composed himself first before closing the distance between them, aware that his every movement was being watched by the god before him. His gaze then slowly went down, towards the part between the other's legs before asking for permission to proceed, "May I?"

Hades raised an eyebrow at the sun god before parting his legs, allowing him access and for him to continue. The latter knelt before him and began parting his chiton until he freed his manhood.

At that moment, Apollo admitted two things to himself: that Hades's cock was big—bigger than all the male lovers he had, and two, it was making his mouth water.

This time, he couldn't stop the urge to lick his dry lips before taking the tip into his mouth. He proceeded to take it in until it was almost fully down his throat, before slowly pulling that cock out until only the head remained, and then taking it back into his mouth again. He started slowly bobbing his head up and down, working that experienced mouth of his; he then felt it gradually growing until it was fully erect, filling his mouth even more.

There hadn't been any reaction from Hades until now when Apollo felt a slight shiver from the elder god, and this gave him the confidence he needed while also allowing himself to enjoy. His tongue began to swirl around that now throbbing cock, slowly dragging his teeth before biting lightly on that length and soothing it with his tongue again while sucking on it hard. He recognized that familiar taste of cum, so he greedily began licking the slit to get more of that warm liquid. He wouldn't deny he liked getting head, but he loved it more when he was the one giving it, especially when he was fellating a big one.

He could sense those eyes watching his performance and he could easily imagine what he looked like: on his knees while he took that pulsing cock greedily into his hot mouth, enjoying sucking that delicious dick as if it was the last time he would ever have—Which unfortunately was, he sadly thought.

Still, even for a split second, Apollo dared to look up and saw those eyes indeed observing him with keen interest and a hint of lust, which in turn made him quiver before focusing back on sucking that dick.

He sensed Hades was close and it didn't take long for him to make the elder god cum into his mouth. He easily swallowed that warm liquid down his throat, not wasting a single drop of seed. When he was done, he slid that now flaccid cock out of his mouth, before instinctively running his tongue over his lips to lick off the remaining cum.

Apollo then looked up to see Hades with his eyes closed as if relishing his climax, before the latter spoke, "Hmm…that was interesting."

He began to wonder if that was his first time experiencing a blow job, or maybe the sight of his revered nephew greedily sucking him was a sight to behold; either way, he didn't mind since he knew they both enjoyed it.

"Well then, it's best we continue this on the bed," Hades said as he covered himself first before standing up. "Shall we?"

The sun god followed suit and answered, "As you wish." He followed Hades as they both headed towards the king-size bed. Its sheets were crisp and clean, as if no one has ever used it—But later on the sheets would be tousled and soiled with fluids, while entangled between them was the naked bodies of him and

"I have to commend your boldness, nephew," Hades spoke, breaking Apollo's line of thought. "If it were any other, well…I wouldn't be more lenient."

Apollo chuckled rather nervously to try and lighten the mood. "And I am very fortunate of your leniency."

"And pray I continue being so…" Hades's eyes caught something and said, "Be still." He cupped Apollo's chin and wiped the small trail of cum on his bottom lip. "You missed a spot."

The sun god felt his cheeks going pink with embarrassment. "Oh, my apologies!"

"There's no need to be, and besides, you seem to have enjoyed yourself earlier," Hades replied with amusement, his gaze trailing on the younger god's soft lips before leaning down to meet them.

Apollo was glad he wasn't the one to initiate their kiss and it meant Hades was willing to continue. It was chaste at first, and when the former felt at ease, he pressed firmly to deepen their kiss. He quivered when Hades licked his lips, so he parted them to allow his tongue to enter; that tongue began dancing with his own, while their lips slowly began to move as well, and Apollo honestly found himself enjoying those surprisingly experienced lips.

He found himself distracted, and he only noticed he was already lying on the bed with Hades above him when the elder god was now trailing his lips on his neck. His fingers were now running through Hades's hair while the other's hands were busy caressing him while slowly removing his chiton until he was left naked, revealing a lean body along with a fully erect member.

Apollo wasn't shy this time; he has long been hard from sucking the other god and the removal of his clothes gave him somewhat relief, though he now yearned more to be touched by those strong hands.

He noticed Hades starting to take his own clothes off, but then he was suddenly reminded that he should be the one disrobing him, let alone be the one pleasuring him, so he was forced to halt that mouth on his neck—to his dismay—and said, "Hades, please, let me help you."

Hades didn't question him and obliged, removing himself off Apollo before sitting himself up. The latter followed suit, positioning himself between the former's legs before starting to disrobe him.

"You don't have to do everything by yourself," Hades spoke as he shifted, letting the younger god take his clothes off.

Apollo laughed softly. "True, but I should at least do my best on my part."

When he was done, the sun god couldn't deny nor even hide how much impressed he was at the sight before him. Unlike most gods, Hades fully wore his chiton on so seeing his well-built form was a sight to see, along with that big, hard dick.

"You tend to stare, don't you?" Hades spoke with amusement.

He suddenly felt embarrassed. "My apologies."

"It's alright. It means that I am up to standards of the revered god of sun."

Apollo wanted to retort that he was above his standards and that itself should be a crime.

"Now then," Hades continued. "It's time that we prepare you before we continue, correct?"

The sun god paused for a moment, understanding what he meant, before feeling his cheeks turning a shade darker. "There's no need…I actually prepared myself before coming here."

"Really now?" Hades raised an eyebrow with a hint of amusement. "Even though there was a high chance I would've turned you down?"

Apollo chuckled rather shyly. "Better to be prepared than never," he replied, while wanting to add, No pun intended.

Hades hummed and began to massage the other's bare thigh. "So you mean to tell me, you prepared beforehand without the assurance of your plea being accepted? I must admit, you surprise me at every turn. Pray tell me then, Apollo…" He then closed their gap, husking near his ear, "Am I wrong to assume that you've thought of me while you were preparing yourself?"

Apollo shivered at that warm breath and at the way he spoke those words and his name. He would be lying if he said he hadn't thought of the lord of the underworld while he had fingered himself.

"Does that trouble you," he spoke softly, before daring to address him by his title, "My lord?"

Apollo swore he heard a low growl from the elder god, and that hand on his thigh tightened its grip on him, making his aching member twitch.

"Tempt me more and I'll have to take the reins, nephew."

Ohh Apollo wanted so much to let him take control and have his way with him since they both would benefit any other way, but he had to keep the end of the bargain first.

"I cannot promise that, but for now please let me gratify you," the sun god replied, gasping lightly as he felt those lips nuzzling his neck.

Hades hummed in response before sitting back against the headboard, allowing Apollo to straddle him. The latter then took the former's cock and positioned it near his entrance, before starting to insert it inside him.

Apollo's eyes rolled back as that big, throbbing cock fully entered him. His tight walls felt every inch of that hardened length and his body trembled at how full he felt. He started pulling it out before lowering himself back, doing this slowly at first until he was bouncing up and down. He found himself gasping and moaning softly while gripping the other's shoulders for support. He moaned Hades's name when he felt his aching member being taken by that strong hand and started slowly stroking him.

On the other hand, Hades grunted as he let the sun god ride him. While his hand pumped Apollo's cock, the other hand played with one of his nipples, rubbing the sensitive flesh before squeezing it, making the owner gasp in delight. His lips then found their way back on the other's neck, nuzzling the flawless skin before biting and sucking a sensitive part that made the younger god sweetly moan his name.

Apollo let out a sharp gasp when he finally found that sweet spot inside him and he began to quicken the pace, impaling himself on that hardened dick. He then met Hades's gaze when the elder god was done leaving his mark on him, and he leaned down to meet his lips. They began to kiss fervidly, tongues dancing and lips melding with each other, only stopping when they needed to catch their breaths.

The sun god sensed he was close, and with those hands stroking him and caressing his body, it didn't take long for him to reach his climax. He moaned in pure bliss as he came, and his whole body trembled as he spilled his seed between them, soiling both their abdomens, but that didn't stop him from continuing to thrust himself onto Hades's throbbing cock. He sensed the elder god was also close and he used his remaining strength to ride that dick until he brought him to his own climax.

Apollo heard Hades groaning as he came deep inside him, and he too moaned as that warm liquid filled him up. He rested his head on the other's shoulder and for a moment let himself relish the pure sensation.

There was a brief silence in the room, and when Apollo finally recovered his breathing, he began wondering if he was successful in satisfying Hades.

He was about to speak up when the elder god asked him first, "Are you alright?"

Apollo couldn't help but chuckle, lifting his head up before answering, "Yes, and to be honest, I've enjoyed myself."

"Indeed, I too quiet enjoyed it," Hades replied, his lips curling up into a small smirk. "And since we both had a pleasant time…" His fingers began to play with that sensitive nipple again, making the sun god shiver. "Will you indulge me for another?"

Both deed and question caught Apollo by surprise, but he would be lying if he said he didn't want another round…or more.

"I came here to please you in exchange for my plea." He then cupped Hades's face with his hands, smiling softly at him as he said, "So have me as long as you wish, Hades."

And he leaned down to meet his lips again.


"The Spartan prince has gone to the Elysian Fields."

Apollo's eyes snapped open; he had been resting from their recent strenuous activity, almost dozing off when he heard Hades speak about Hyacinthus.

Suddenly, the sun god felt guilty as he remembered during their intimate tryst, he had been lost in the pleasurable sensations that for a moment, he had forgotten all about the Spartan prince. Still, Apollo was also relieved to hear he was in Elysium; he had worried the mortal had gone to the Fields of Asphodel and had drunken from the river that would have permanently erased his memories of his past life, including him.

Apollo sat up to see Hades already sitting on the edge of the bed, and the latter said to him, "As I've said before, you are not allowed beyond the border, but I've made an exception just this once."

His grasp on the sheets tightened, unsure what to say with his mixed emotions starting to overwhelm him. "Hades…"

"I shall fulfill my end of the bargain," the elder god said, standing up to put his clothes back on. "Since you've fulfilled yours, son of Zeus."

There was a sudden twinge inside his chest at the way Hades addressed him. It was far different from when he had softly spoken his name during their intimate tryst. The change in his voice also turned back to that formal tone, which shouldn't have affected him since this was all just an agreement between them.

Apollo was still pleased to hear that he was successful in satisfying the lord of the underworld and at getting what he wanted, but at the same time, he couldn't help but feel rather…hurt.

"Time is limited. I suggest you take your leave now," Hades continued to say as he finished clothing himself, not once looking at the sun god. "He is waiting at the border."

Apollo was able to push back those conflicting emotions within him—deciding he would deal with them in due time—as he fully grasped the thought of finally being able to see Hyacinthus.

He quickly got off the bed and dressed himself, and when he was about to head for the doors, he stopped himself and said to Hades, "Thank you, my lord."

He sensed there wouldn't be a response so he continued to exit the chamber, fighting the urge to look back once more. He strode towards the main entrance of the palace, and once outside, he was greeted by Hypnos who was already waiting for him with a horse-drawn chariot to take him to the Elysian Fields. He thanked the god of sleep, who seemed pleased to see him, before mounting the chariot and quickly taking off.

Fortunately, the sun god's journey was swift and he could already see the fields from afar, and surrounding it was a transparent barrier that kept unwanted visitors like him, though today was an exception.

As he was approaching, his eyes then caught a lone mortal standing at the edge of the barrier and his heart fluttered at seeing that loving smile again which was reserved only for him.

The chariot hasn't even fully landed when Apollo hopped off it and ran towards the barrier, passing through it as if welcoming him home, before finally and tearfully wrapping his arms around his beloved.


Several seasons had passed since he last stepped foot in the underworld. After mourning and accepting Hyacinthus's death and finally moving on, Apollo decided to return to that dark and foreboding realm.

When he arrived at the palace, Hypnos was pleased to see him again and even welcomed him back, as if he had been expecting for his return, and truthfully, he too was glad to see him. They then headed towards their destination, and once there, the god of sleep left to give Apollo some privacy before stepping into the large throne room.

Unlike before, the sun god strode towards the lone throne with ease, unbothered by those eyes that were watching every move he made. He halted in front of the bottom steps, bowing before looking up to meet the gaze of the lord of the underworld.

"And to what do I owe the pleasure, son of Zeus?" Hades spoke while eyeing the younger god. "Have you come to make another deal, perhaps?"

"Indeed, my lord. I came today with another offer," Apollo answered with a nod of his head. "Though it is different from before."

"Then pray tell what it is."

"I came here to offer you my companionship," Apollo replied. "In exchange for yours."

There was a moment of silence in the air, but the sun god didn't feel cold nor suffocated unlike before. He felt confident, hopeful for the future ahead even without the Spartan prince whom he once thought he would spend his immortal life with.

Apollo then offered him a smile as he added, "And I'll be very pleased if you shall have me, Hades."

The lord of the underworld raised an eyebrow at him, but unlike before his lips curled upwards, a small smile answering the god of sun.


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