↷ ᴀᴘᴛ 302

@「 ᴀᴇᴛʜᴇʀ 」haruto saito "just as i can't wait to ruin you, darling." the touch around his chin causes apollo to instinctively lean closer with his lower lip captured between pearly whites. his hands have a mind of their own and collect the bottle with ease, and even though aether had brushed past him and into the apartment, the god remains hunched forward for a lingering moment or two before slowly closing the door and locking it. "thank you." he muses, boldly stepping behind the shorter male to then brush his lips over his shoulder and to the nape of his neck. "would you like a tour or perhaps... you could inform me how you wish i would taste you?" his voice is low, indicative of his own personal arousal as his free hand presses against aether's hip.

@「 ᴀᴘᴏʟʟᴏ 」francisco ricci "sup?" giving the other a cocky smile, his eyes flicking with a glint of lust and playfulness as he slowly checks out the male in front of him. "looking lovely as ever, can't wait to have a taste of you, my dear." he nearly purred, using his free hand to curl his fingers under apollo's chin, giving the male across of him a wink and hands him the bottle of vodka. walking into the apartment, whistling lowly when he enter in. "nice place you got here, honey." he complimented, toeing his shoes off and setting them off to the side.

@「 ᴀᴇᴛʜᴇʀ 」haruto saito just as he assumed, the calling was enough to quicken his own movements, slender digits curling around the doorknob within a firm grip to then turn it and tug upon it. doing so unveils the sight of a man whom apollo may love for the night, and even encourages his tiers to upturn into a smirk with his gaze lowering to capture an image of what he could see so far. granted, the god himself was a tad less formal, putting his upper half on display before the other. "mm.. hello, love." he murmurs between his smirk, running the tip of his tongue between his tiers as he widens the door. "please," the male motions. "come in."

@「 ᴀᴘᴏʟʟᴏ 」francisco ricci rapping his knuckles onto the wooden doorframe, it'll be a lie to say he wasn't nervous to meet the other male. jutting his lips out slightly, swallowing the lump in his throat and smoothening sleeveless shirt, his lashes fluttering against his cheekbones. although he was nervous, he shouldn't show it! nervousness isn't good for his cocky, y, boy image, Aether needed to get rid of all of his other emotions that didn't involved lust or cockiness. "Apollo, your love is here." he sang out, swaying himself as he waited for the other.

@「 ᴀᴇᴛʜᴇʀ 」haruto saito familiar adrenaline has begun to pump throughout apollo's veins, taunting his mind with images that mustn't ever be seen by others. for his own sacredness, the male notes as he rummages throughout his belongings in search of what he was told to have prepared. thankfully, it wasn't too hard to find and it's tossed upon the bed without any other care in the world. the tips of his fingers are painted a faint cream as they shove the drawers of his dresser closed, only before curling around the hem of his shirt to toss it messily upon the floor. "he must be right out front," the male notes, sauntering towards the door to then tug it open in preparation for the other's arrival.

@「 ᴀᴘᴏʟʟᴏ 」francisco ricci humming quietly to himself, jogging up the painfully set of stairs with a bottle of vodka in his hand; huffing out a breath of air once he reached the floor. "in' zeus, why this y bastard got to live on the 300th floor." Aether ran his free hand through his silky hair, fluffing it up slightly as he began to walk over to room 302, taking his sweet time. pulling out his phone, sending a quick text to Apollo that he was close to his apartment and that he better prepare the lube.

❛ two bedroom apartment belonging to francesco ricci ! ❜

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