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“than.” zagreus huffed in between kisses, “than, please.”
“zagreus–” thanatos tried to draw in air to talk, but the prince’s lips were on his again in an instant.
he had been insistent on seeing thanatos since he came dashing out of the styx, rounding the corner to than’s usual spot as if this new life of his depended on it. thanatos hardly got a word in of their normal exchange before zagreus had grabbed his lover’s hand and hurriedly tugged his floating form towards his chambers. the way the chatterbox prince had said nothing only confused death further, though at least achilles seemed to find it humorous when he looked over to him for help. he had allowed his scythe to dissipate, sensing he wouldn’t need it for this conversation or whatever zagreus had wanted.
zagreus had pulled thanatos deep into his room before rounding on him and, grabbing onto him with both hands, yanked him down for an aggressive kiss. than was slightly stunned from the ferocity, and before he could close his eyes, zag locked a leg around his love’s waist and flipped them down and over onto his bed in a move that could have come from his mentor. thanatos practically squawked from the handling into the admittedly plush mattress, and his partner quickly swallowed any protests in another fierce kiss.
the younger god also wasted no time using their now equal grounding and broke the kiss to latch onto thanatos’ exposed nipple with his lips and teeth, while his hand snuck under than’s chiton to tweak the other.
the reaction was immediate: than gave out a gentle cry that zagreus moaned over, before going back to biting and rolling the pebbling flesh around his mouth. he spread his right hand out around than’s other tit and squeezed, reveling in the supple flesh filling his palm. with his legs still locked around thanatos’ waist, zagreus shimmied back and adjusted his position so he could grind his hardening cock against his boyfriend, earning a sharp groan of pleasure from them both.
“zagreus..! what is this–”
again, zagreus silenced him, but this time with two fingers filling his mouth that thanatos took his cue to suck on gently. death lapped at the digits that began thrusting slowly in and out, applying light pressure with hollowed cheeks and teasing licks at the tips. zagreus kept one hand playing with his chest, though more distracted now between moving his fingers and humping his lover depravedly. thanatos had never seen his prince this fiercely affectionate before, acting like a mortal starved of food or sun.
the fingers were pulled from than’s mouth and replaced with his prince’s tongue, mapping out his mouth as it's done so many times before, but never quite this fervently.
leading to now.
“than.” zagreus huffed in between kisses. “than, please.”
“please what ? what do you need?” thanatos managed to turn his head away to speak, but zagreus began kissing down his neck hungrily and ground his hips down deeper, giving him a rather obvious answer, but still.
“need to taste you,” groaned the prince. “need you in my mouth, on my tongue. please .”
“you - darkness – ” than couldn’t form a full sentence anymore between his confusion and messy developing arousal. he was wetter than he’d like to be with his chiton and leggings still on, and he was practically squirming to get them off. along with that, zagreus’ cock had filled out nicely and was pressing against than’s warmth incessantly. promisingly.
“..now?” thanatos choked out, his gauntlet’s claws digging into his palm to keep from losing control until zagreus linked their fingers together. it was all so embarrassing for him that he couldn’t look at zagreus, who he could feel was looking at him the entire time, but zag grabbed thanatos by the chin and forced their gaze once more.
“now.”
unable to deny his prince any longer, than nodded (fingers on his chin still), and watched as zagreus let go and crawled backwards down his body to settle between death’s legs. he raised his hips to aid zagreus in undressing him, but was pushed back down to the bed by zagreus’ hands on his hips. the young god drew his strong arms under and around than’s thighs to lock him in place.
thanatos felt his face flush and wanted to hide under the pillow when zagreus pressed his warm mouth against his captive lover’s cunt through his leggings. he used his fingers to pinch and draw the fabric taut around the tip of than’s cock and lazily tongued at it, going a little slower now to enjoy his gift.
than was covering his mouth to bite back a whimper. he was already so wet he couldn’t tell what was because of him and because of zagreus, but he was slowly not caring anymore. he eventually dropped his hand away to grab onto the sheets instead for grounding.
zagreus pressed his nose deep into than’s pubic bone and breathed in the sweet smell of gentle death, drinking in the aroma like it were life essence itself and making thanatos want to collapse in on himself in embarrassment. he tried closing his legs but zagreus had none of it, pushing them open again and drawing his thumbs in reassuring circles on than’s inner thighs.
looking up at his chthonic lover, zagreus drew the midpoint of than’s leggings into his teeth and pulled his head backwards gently, stretching the fabric and giving a suggestive wink that made thanatos want to throw the pillow at him. when thanatos heard the fabric beginning to tear, he felt his mind stuttering and something akin to anxiety setting in.
not letting him linger in his thoughts, zagreus brought than back to the present by drawing his left arm back to cup thanatos’ folds in his hand, very gently squeezing at the warm, engorged flesh in his fingers. his lover was nearly dripping onto the sheets and his cock was swollen with golden undertones. zag rubbed his thumb gently against the tip once, twice, before leaning back in and replacing the thumb with the tip of his tongue. he pressed gently, as if experimentally, like their first time all over. thanatos could feel his eyes beginning to water with the mix of intimacy and passion zagreus was doling onto him so suddenly, so practically unwarranted.
gods, this teasing… this.. it’s.. i don’t..
thanatos began to sit up, trying to form the words or the heart to ask zagreus what the real meaning of all this was, trying to find some semblance of logic to cling to in the flurry of sensations that he found himself swept up in. maybe even buy himself some time.
but then zagreus flattened his tongue and took a long, slow drag up than’s bare cunt before bringing his mouth down to suck on his clit. and gentle death all but collapsed back onto the bed with a breathless cry, fisting his gauntleted hand through zagreus’ messy hair for dear life.
“hah! z… zagre-us..!”
thanatos was starting to buck up into his lover’s hot mouth, unable to hold himself back much longer. it was driving zagreus wild to see his lover come undone. his own cock was practically throbbing in sync with thanatos’ fervent “ah, ah, ah”s courtesy of the prince’s own tongue.
zagreus glanced up and saw his love’s beautiful golden eyes closed in pleasure. the hand that was not fisted in his zag’s hair was now up tweaking his own nipple, imitating zagreus’ actions earlier of rolling and pinching – taking his pleasure and looking like artwork all on his own. the young god committed the sight to memory, watching his lover’s supple chest rise and fall with his gasps, face contorting in pleasure and looking free from the normal stress.
zagreus dragged thanatos closer to the edge of the bed over the next few moments, not needing to use much of his strength and letting than’s writhing on top of the sheets do most of the work. all the while he alternated between licking and sucking at than’s pussy, lapping at the slick leaking from his hole and using his thumb to roll the hood of than’s clit around teasingly.
when enough of zagreus’ body was off the bed and his knees could touch the floor, he repositioned thanatos’ legs over his shoulders and dove back in. he brought a hand back to resume his work on than’s cock and another hand down to begin working on his own. with the hood of than’s clit pulled back by his fingers, he was able to take the swollen flesh in his mouth fully and suck, hard. as for himself, zagreus refrained from immediately going for his own release and started with simply palming himself through his leggings.
death incarnate hadn’t said a word in minutes. couldn’t say a word, rather, as he was only a quivering mess of moans and gasps. he had his eyes wrenched shut to keep them from visibly rolling back into his head – he really couldn’t put to words how fucking good this felt. how badly he needed this, but would never in eons be able to confess. it is death’s very nature to take, not give, so thanatos made sure that his own wants and needs were kept to a minimum to avoid being a complete burden. but how could he forget just how charitable and kind his prince was? how no matter what thanatos said or did to push, zagreus would always pull him back in? that his lover’s very essence seemed to be forgiveness, and giving?
thanatos could soon feel himself getting closer, electricity sparking through him with every suck and roll of his clit in zag’s mouth and dip of zag’s tongue into his hole. he’s shuddering, light drool coming from the corner of his mouth, knees knocking on top of his boyfriend’s shoulders and his hand threading through the prince’s hair hard enough to hurt.
but zagreus loves it. he reaches down into his leggings and pulls himself out, giving a quick lick to his palm and jerks his cock in his hand. he groaned in relief and felt than squirm at the undoubtedly hot breath on the sensitive flesh in zag’s mouth. he works his hand up and down furiously, driven by his lover’s cries like music in his ears.
“zagreus, zagreus , i.. fuck ..”
hearing the rare curse from than, zagreus knew that he must be close. he thumbed the head of his cock and dragged the impending signs of his release down his shaft, slicking and speeding up his motions. he brought his other hand to than’s pussy and, with two fingers, lightly rubbed circles just outside than’s entrance. and that was it.
like one of zag’s training bow strings right before snapping, than’s back arched to the ceiling sharply and he came with a breathless litany of cries that zagreus drank in along with his lover’s slick. with another few dips of his tongue into than’s cunt to bring him down, zagreus came into his fist with a deep, relief filled groan and eventually pulled away.
thanatos was trembling gently, muscles twitching all over and nearly overstimulated. his leggings were certainly ruined, he could smell the sex hanging in the air and feel the soaked sheets under his ass. he felt fucked out and he was pretty sure someone heard him as he came. but,
“gods…” he whispered.
than felt zagreus move around from the foot of the bed and sensed him kneeling by his side. he felt the warm weight of zag’s head on top of his own (now closed) thighs, and opened his eyes to look at his partner, who wore an equally blissed out expression that was undeniably lovesick as well.
they enjoyed a calm moment together where they caught their breaths and linked hands. zagreus soon joined him on the bed and curled into his larger boyfriend, wrapping an arm around than’s waist and nuzzling into his chest. zag was almost too warm for thanatos to bare, but for his prince, he would simmer in asphodel if it meant keeping him close.
“thank you for indulging me,” zagreus said after another moment. “you’re always so good to me, than.”
“tch,” thanatos grunted half-heartedly and rolled his eyes. it was the other way around, in than’s perspective. he didn’t realize he was rubbing zag’s back until he moved to run his fingers through those messy black locks. “i suppose you’re getting a little spoiled, aren’t you?”
zagreus laughed and looked up at than adoringly. “maybe.” he looked around the room, feigning innocence and working up a little nerve to ask something. “am i too spoiled to ask for you to stay a little longer? if now’s a good time?”
thanatos gave his prince a small smile, reaching to plant a kiss on top of his head.
“now’s good.”