When Ares returned to his husband's side, he smiled involuntarily at the sight of his redhead shamelessly cooing at the tiny child set in his arms. And though Senri's alterned memories warned him of it, he couldn't help but also be instantly mesmerized by the infant with his hair color and his brother's golden eyes.
"She will be a beauty," he grinned toothily toward his mother, reaching around his lover to touch Aion's cheek. He wasn't exactly sure if it was Damon's intention, but apparently their height coresponded with that of their 'hosts,' and it felt a tad strange to be taller than him.
"How's Senri doing?" Damon asked, raising his eyebrows at him while looking over his shoulder. Standing in one of the chambers of the Tower, he apparently already adjusted his attire to fit more with their current surroundings, in his enamored opinion looking absolutely gorgeous in set of dark pants and dark-red, long-sleeved tunic. Cassiopeia and Nyx, carrying themselves in quite a similar outfits, stood in front of him, making Ares feel a tad out of place in the too-familiar, dark robe.
"As well as can be expected," he replied with a sigh, smiling a tad wryly. "We knew there will be some adjusting period to think of, love."
"Mhmm," the redhead wrinkled his nose, then looked back toward Ares's parents. "Other than that... I hope all went as planned?"
"Better even," Nyx replied, making a meaningful gesture toward the little girl between them. "If she was was a surprise..."
"In a good way, of course," Cassiopeia chuckled, wrapping he hands around his arm. "If for a while I was sure the boys were determined to drive me mad."
"Though it's far off... she's going to have to put up with many overprotective brothers," her husband added with a quiet laugh and Ares grinned toothily, more than agreeing.
"It might be hundreds years off, but I'll look toward meeting a man... or a woman brave enough to face that odds," Damon hummed with a tone that had them look toward his downright devilish smirk, frowning with confusion when his husband brushed his fingertip against Aion's tiny nose. "...and court the first princess of my empire."
"Your... what, now?" Ares asked, raising his dark eyebrows with surprise.
"You'll see," Damon winked at him and Azem sighed with resignation, knowing that whatever his lover was scheming... will be grand to witness, like any of Damon's ideas.
Over eons working tireless to unite Zodiark and broken Eitherys, Hepaistos, now only known as Lahabrea, his once esteemed Seat at the head of Convocation of Fourteen, knew no fear, only determination in his assumed task. Yet, after his cage was invaded by an impossible vistor, it was fear that bloosomed in his chest at the sight of sparks of glee in the bright, cyan eyes when a teenage-looking man that should be long gone, dropped to one knee before him and smiled almost kindly.
"My... but you do look pitiful, Lahabrea," the boy remarked, calmly and almost tenderly wrapping his hand around his jaw. Compeled as he was not to move or speak, kneeling in the middle of the dark, small chamber he was put into by the traitorous Hades, Hepaistos could only stare at the small smile tilting Damon's full lips when his eyes trailed over his face, unnervingly full of the cold calculation. "Normally I despise surprises... not to mention in a plan woven so meticulously, but this..." that smile grew vicious. "...I'll enjoy. You are mine now, Speaker, and when next time I'll make time to visit... we will play. And before I'm bored of punishing you for every insult you directed at my husband you're going to wish Hades tore your heart out as planned," he tapped his hand against his cheek and stood up. "Now I have more important things to deal with, but I hope you'll enjoy the wait," he saluted with a mocking smirk and dissapeared.
Lahabrea could only stare at the opposite wall... and wish that visit was hallucination.
"You look younger," his lover remarked and Senri felt his fingers trail along the line of his jaw. Somewhat emotionally exhausted, he didn't even open his eyes, only humming curiously. "Than when we left for the past, I mean. The difference is subtle... but it's definitely there."
"I feel..." he trailed off, blinking and a tad caught off guard at Raha's intent stare as his lover leaned over him, raising on his elbow. These fingers moved to his mouth, then delicately peeled his upper lip from his teeth. The curious expression on his redhead's face looked so unbearably cute his heart lost its rhythm for a moment and he couldn't help lightly snapping his fangs at him, melting internally at Raha's enamored grin.
"...you feel?" his lover asked with a slightly dazed look, and Senri couldn't resist rising his hand and curling it around the redhead's neck. With a small pull Raha shifted, blushing beautifully as he moved on top of him. Wrapping his right arm around his back, he moved his left hand to push it under the waistband of his pants, curling it possessively around his buttock as he lifted his head to place a kiss on his heated cheek. He followed that with a trail of them along the line of his his lover jaw and down his throat, taking a deep whiff of his spicy scent before pulling him up against him roughly and sinking his teeth in the junction of his neck and shoulder without warning.
Raha trashed in his arms with nearly deafening moan, then whimpered breathlessly when without breaking his bite Senri started purring insistently. Bracing his knees around his sides, his redheaded wonder rutted into him slowly, drowning one hand in his hair and pulling him deeper into the bite, soon mewling his name against the ink-black ear. Senri let his hand climb up and curl around the base of his lover's tail, electing another round of breathless whimpers as he tugged delicately at the appendage in the rhythm matching his lover's increasing movement on top of him. He waited until his redhead's sounds grew a telltale keening edge and his movement grew jerky and erratic. Once that happened, he pulled back with a quiet snarl and rolled them over, pinning his lover into the mattress and with relish swallowed down Raha's pitiful whine, keeping him down with his weight and making any movement impossible when his redhead squirmed, blindly searching for friction that his body so desperately needed.
Taking the hold of his lover's hands, he laced their fingers tightly before pulling his arms above his head and pinning them down, shifting above him while pushing his tongue into the heated cavern of his mouth and feeding on his needy sounds as they grew with desperation. When Raha wrapped his legs around his waist, tightening them around him like a vice, he pulled back from the kiss with a raspy chuckle, rolling against him to keep him on the edge of an orgasm but no enough to push him over.
"Se... Sen..." his lover gasped, panting raggedly and shuddering under him, soon mewling softly in an instinctive plea. So unbearably hot...
"Do you need me, babe?" he purred, then nipped at his plush lower lip, rocking in the tight embrace of his thighs as he admired the dark flush on his lover's face, the mix of pleasure and frustration in his fiery eyes and drank deeply in his intoxicating scent, thick and musky with his arousal.
"Ple... pleeease..." Raha groaned hoarsly, arching - or trying - as he pushed the back of his head into the mattress, soon nearly choking on his loud, shamelessly inviting purrs. And not fucking him right now was a torture, but with a pure determination he held on to the last shreds of his self-control, watching, listening and shaking as the pressure grew painful. The mixed memories of the moments like this swarmed his mind and with a desperate snarl he pushed back, shoving his lover's legs off him, then brutally rolling him over to his stomach.
Not even giving him a second to catch his breath, regain some semblance of sanity, Raha scrambled to all fours, whimpering breathlessly as he pushed his back against Senri's front, curling his tail around his hips. Roughly tearing his pants off his redhead's hips, he pressed tight against his back again, nuzzling against his neck as he fought the stubbornly resisting fastening of his pants.
"Senri..." his lover whined, shakily fisting his hand in the hair at the back of his head and pulling him closer, squirming and pushing back against him impatiently. So wonderfully eager... He choked on a groan when he finally won with the stubborn material, shoving it off just enough to free his achingly hard flesh and without a conscious thought bit his redhead again as he took him. Raha froze, whining submissively while he lowered, by the sound biting on the crumpled material of the sheet. Purring insistently into his skin, Senri curled his hand around his throat and rolled his hips, losing his fucking mind when his mate's body spasmed around his dick and Raha choked mewls filled his head to the brim. His ears eagerly up to drunk into his sweet noises, bracing his free hand next to him and curling his tail around his lover's abdomen, he kept him deliciously subdued with a bite as he set to fuck him in a deep, slow rhythm, intoxicated on his redhead's increasingly desperate whines and moans.
Until his lover shook uncontrollably, mewling barely coherent profanities and breathless gasps of his name, gorgeously needy as he fisted his hands in the sheets around him. And beyond drunk on his spice-like scent, so unbearably thick and tasty, Senri gave in with a choked groan. Pulling back, he shoved his hand between his lover's shoulder blades, electing a round of staggering, relieved moans as he sped up, keeping his upper body down as he fucked his wonderfully tight ass into submission. A moment of that and his redhead came with a shout, shuddering and whimpering his bliss.
He growled agressively and moved his hand from his lover's back to push up, climbing all the way up to his knees behind him as he curled that hand at the base of the red tail. Distracted with his high, Raha wailed at the rough tug at the limb and Senri felt his face split in a grin as he set a vicious rhythm, fucking him almost violently alongside the hard pulls until his redhead shamelessly screamed his name as he came again. That was far, far too much and Senri's rhythm faltered as his world exploded, heat rolling through him in violent shudders tore a deep, relieved groan from his mouth. Slowing down unconsciously, soon he pinned Raha down again, purring near-deafeningly in bliss as his senses swam with the overload of sensations.
Only after a long, long moment he somewhat hazily realized that Raha was lazily rubbing his ear, softly repeating his name. He set a kiss on his neck, then anothed, moving his weight off him to elbows braced around him.
"Hmm?" he finally hummed, enjoying the caress of his fingers too much to move otherwise than to rain more and more affectionate kisses over his still heated skin.
"L-love when you get so agressive," his lover muttered into the sheets and he chuckled.
"I know," Senri breathed, continuing the sweet ministrations, still feeling the slight tremors run through his body. But as the heat of afterglow waned slowly, he settled down with a quiet sigh, burying his nose against his lover's neck. "What are we going to do, babe?"
"With...?" the fingers at his ear flinched momentirly, then went back to their lazy rhythm.
"...everything," he whispered, closing his eyes with another sigh. "All of it is so... strange. We went there... I went ther half-expecting we'll cease to be. In the best case... that we won't and I'll be able to... mate with you. And now..."
"...we got a huge family to face... eventually," his lover sighed, and Senri hummed with agreement, still more than unnerved by that... tweak.
He remembered them... yet, it made it even weirder than he suspected that not knowing them would feel. His mother - if she now looked a tad different. His... father, for a part of him a wholly alien concept. And FOUR sisters... Not to mention Raha's family who - this version of him - apparently grew up knowing as his own, too. And all the Ancients who were on this scheme...
...plus his remembered late-night conversations with his lover about their sometimes suspicious tasks toward fulfilling Damon's list and their guesses where they would lead...
"Whatever happens..." his lover whispered, as if reading his mind and Senri smiled weakly, setting another kiss on his skin before finishing the familiar sounding sentance.
"...we stay together."
When all of their co-conspirators gathered in the Ocular - missing their respective hosts - Damon looked toward each set of bright eyes with a smile that could be only called devious.
"Now that all the kids are away..." he started, ignoring the amusement that surrounded him and his husband while the others pointedly gave their teenage-looking forms quick once-overs. "...har har," he deadpanned, then stretched out his arms to the sides, with a whisper making an image of broken Eitherys sprang in a vividly clear image in the middle of their group. "Let's talk about our next steps."
"...those being?" asked Erebus, standing opposite of him behind the image.
Damon exchanged looks with his husband, then they both grinned toothily toward the Pashtarot, who at that looked a tad unnerved.
"Venat... then the world," the redhead stated with flare, feeling almost giddy when more grins bloomed around them.
The scene is set, actors present... time to bring this spectacle to a fitting conclusion.