Hades moaned as Priapus shoved him back against the front door once it was shut. The brunet smirk and moved his head down to kiss at his neck but Hades wasn't having it. He tangled his fingers in the dark brown locks and used them to pull him back up to his lips.
A small smile spread across, Priapus' lips and he returned the kiss eagerly, taking charge and ravishing Hades' mouth when he did. His hands moved down to cup the older mans ass, lifting slightly. Getting the hint, Hades lifted his legs to wrap them around Priapus' waist as he began to grind their hips together.
Moaning softly, Hades broke away from the kiss to tip his head back against the door just as the loud clanking of ceramic hitting wood echoed around them.
The two of them jumped at the sound, turning their heads to find Dionysus standing in the kitchen doorway. He was staring at them with wide eyes, a spoon sticking out of his mouth and a bowl of ice cream at his feet.
Hades turned a bright red and tried to push Priapus away. "I, I should, I need to, to go..." He stuttered out in protest when Priapus didn't budge.
Slowly a leering grin made its way to Dionysus' face and he waggled his eyebrows at Pri before picking up his bowl. "Dude, as hot as this is and all, you have a bedroom for a reason,"
"We would've made it there eventually," the younger brunet quipped back as he tightened his grip on Hades. He moved away from the door then, making the raven haired man squawk softly and cling to him. "I might see you later,"
"If I do I will be very disappointed," Dionysus called after them and Priapus just laughed, shutting and locking his bedroom door behind them.
Once they were safely inside, he set Hades down on his bed and arched a brow at him. "What was that about leaving?"
"N-nothing," Hades murmured softly and pulled him into a kiss once again, grinding their clothed erections together as he did.
Priapus groaned heavily at the sudden friction and pulled himself away from his lovers lips and limbs to pull off his own shirt. He pulled Hades' shirt off next and threw it to the floor with his. The rest of their clothing joined them quickly creating a haphazard pile.
Once they were both completely bare, Priapus took a moment to admire the body beneath him. Pale delicate looking skin was stretched lean muscle, contrasting with the raven black of his messy hair. His deep violet eyes were filled with a desire that chased away the sadness that always lingered in their depths and his kiss bruised lips were parted in an invitation that was almost to much to resist.
"You're so beautiful," Priapus murmured softly, leaning in to kiss him. This kiss was different though, it was slow and passionate, their desire bubbling just beneath their skin. Hades mewled softly into it and wrapped his arms around the others shoulders, holding him close as the kiss continued.
One of Priapus hands made its way to Hades' body and, starting at his ribs, slowly slid down his side, matching the pace of their kiss. When it reached his hip it slid over to his middle and wrapped around his length.
Breath hitching, Hades stretched out beneath him, skin sliding against skin and pressed their foreheads together as soft pants and whines left his lips. "A-ah, Pri, Priapus..." Hades whimpered after what felt like an agonizing eternity. "Please,"
"Please, what?" Priapus rumbled into his ear, making him shiver.
"Please fuck me," the older man whispered in return. "I'm yours,"
Those five words sent a jolt of electricity through the brunet. Firstly, because he had never heard Hades swear before and when he did it was far more arousing than should be legal. Secondly, because the idea of Hades being his and his alone filled him with a possessive desire to make that true, so strong it scared him.
"Patients," he growled in reply as his hand that wasn't currently between the others legs moved to rifle through the contents of his bedside dresser for the container of lube he knew was in there, he hadn't used it since the last time Hades was hear, something he was trying not to think about. When he finally found it he pulled it and a condom out before shutting the drawer again.
He sat up then and coated four fingers, just as he had before. Hades watched him and bit at his bottom lip, a bad habit, Priapus realized, before spreading his legs wide, invitingly. Priapus liked his own lips at the sight and moved his hand to press the first one inside.
Hades gasped softly and pulled the brunet back down into another kiss. Their tongues tangled as he worked his first finger in and out, making room for the second. When he pressed the next one in and began to scissor them slowly he moved his head down to Hades' throat and began the task of sucking bruises into the perfect skin there.
Priapus pressed his third finger in as he scrapped his teeth along the others collar bone, making him moan softly and arch up. He pulled away then to inspect his work and grinned at the large purple hickey that was forming at the base of the older mans throat. He would probably be able to hide most of it with the collared shirts he was so fond of, but not all of it and that thought pleased him far more that it probably should have.
By the time he had his fourth finger inside there was a matching bruise on Hades' left collarbone and he was a writhing mess. Hades was almost to the point of begging again when he finally pulled his fingers on and rolled the condom on.
"Ready?" he asked, voice low and gravely and Hades nodded, lifting his arms to wrap them around his middle.
With a small smirk, Priapus kissed Hades as he began to press inside, swallowing his gasp. Despite the preparation, it was still more of a stretch than he'd remembered and the burn of it had him arching up into his lover, his blunt nails slowly dragging down his back, sure to leave marks.
They were both panting by the time Priapus finally bottomed out inside of him. Their foreheads were pressed together and their breath was mingling as Hades trembled underneath the brunet, his eyes tightly shut.
"Hades," Priapus murmured softly as he slowly began to rock his hips, making the other mewl. "Hades look at me,"
Slowly, Hades did as he told, his eyes fluttered open and Priapus couldn't help but smile down at him. He continued to rock his hips gently, only picking up the pace when he felt Hades rocking back into him, body relaxing some.
When he finally began to thrust in earnest, his strokes were strong and deep. Priapus had Hades jerking his hips back into his, his back bowing of the bed each time he sheathed himself completely inside of him. Unlike their first time together, the pace that they set was a slow passionate slide of skin on skin that pulled long, low moans out of the darker haired of the two and heavy grunts and growls from the other.
Hades kept his arms around Priapus, anchoring himself to him, but one of his hands slowly slid its was down to one of the brunets hands, tangling their fingers together when they met. His hips stuttered in their rhythm then, slamming in harder than he'd intended and making Hades cry out even louder, bucking into him.
Their rhythm became frantic after that, but the whole time Priapus' blue eyes were locked on where their hands were tangled together. He hit his own orgasm first a violent shudder ripping through him as his hips slammed in one last time, dragging Hades into his own climax.
Their hands tightened together and their bodies vibrated with ecstasy, Hades' almost scream echoing around them before they went limp.
Priapus rolled to the side quickly so as not to crush Hades. He glanced down at their hands before sighing softly and pulling away to stand up. He trashed the condom and pulled on his boxers, watching as Hades did the same, not bothering to clean himself off.
There was a darkness in his eyes and sluggishness in the way he moved that made Priapus worry. He moved back over to the bed and sat down beside him, hesitantly taking the others hand in his. When Hades looked over at him with confused yet somewhat happy eyes, he knew it was the right move.
A small smile made it to his lips, the one Priapus had seen the other day. "Do you regret this?" he asked softly, completely catching the brunet by surprise.
"I, no," He answered completely honestly then sighed. "I don't, do you?"
Hades shook his head, smiling a bit more. "No, not at all. I, I really like you, Priapus, and I really enjoyed spending today with you,"
"We can do it more, hang out I mean,"
"I would like that,"
Priapus couldn't help but smile down at him. "It's a date then,"
The moment he spoke those words he wished he'd never opened his mouth, because a soft blush rose on Hades' face and his eyes grew a hopeful light. "Do you actually mean that or are you just using the phrase?"
He couldn't answer for a while because he wasn't really sure himself, but when he looked down at their hands he knew what the answer was. "Yes, I mean it,"
Hades' smile grew huge and luminous as he dove forward to kiss him enthusiastically. He didn't pull away until they were both panting again and half hard. "I should go," He chuckled as he pressed their foreheads together.
"You don't have to," Priapus almost groaned. He couldn't just kiss him like that then tell him he was leaving.
"I do actually, my youngest brother is arriving today and I have to pick him up," Hades sighed softly and got up from the bed.
"How long's he going to be here?" he couldn't help but grumble.
Hades chuckled softly and began to redress himself as he answered. "He leaves Tuesday morning. He's a senior in high school so my mother is sending him here to visit to see if he wants to go here then he is going to visit our other brother at his school,"
Priapus gave a small nod and laid down on his bed. "That sounds so much fun," he groused, making Hades laugh more.
"Oh, you have no idea," Hades knelt beside him on he bed then and kissed him again, pulling away before it could become anything more. "Text me, alright?"
"I will, I promise. You go have fun baby sitting," Priapus taunted as he watched him leave.
Once he was gone though, he rolled over and grabbed his phone. He would text Hades, later, but right now there were more important things to deal with. He scrolled through his contacts and pressed the call button when he found the person he was looking for.
"Yo," Apollo's voice came through his phone after a few short rings.
Priapus sighed. "I've got a problem, Apollo,"
"Would that problems name happened to start with an 'H' and end with an 'Ades'?"
"Yes, it would," he ran a hand through his hand then. "He's making me monogamous,"
There was a pause before he could practically hear the smile spread across the blondes face. "You're dating now, aren't you?"
"Yes, we are and the thing is I'm excited to be with him,"