Greeks, it is a wak of living. for [bull_roarer]

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They could have gone back to Greece, but Hermes wasn't a fan of hanging out on the mountain all that much anymore. Besides, his home in Boston was more comfortable, and less likely to have others barging in to interrupt his fun.

He managed to work them around the numerous tables and objects that had found a place to lay (usually in the way), until he and Dionysus tumbled down against his couch, the blond smirking up at his younger brother with a smirk.

"Private enough for you?" He asked as he ran his fingers through the god's hair, a smirk on his lips. His other hand toyed with the god's clothing a little, before he looked up through soft lashes. "You know, I don't normally bring anyone home after a first date. It isn't seemly..."

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"Oh but we've known each other for years, this isn't exactly a first date," He purred, straddling his older brother's hips and pressing down with a surprisingly oppressive force considering those slim thighs.

"I suppose it will have to do," he added with a sigh, looking up and around at Hermes' apartment. "You have done will for yourself."

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"Mm, that could be true." Hermes mused with a smile. His hips rolled up a little, though, pushing against the body above him as he licked his lips.

"Done with myself? Oh, I'm not sure you are ready to find that out yet." He laughed, though, before pulling his brother down for a kiss, long and hard.

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((Bah, 'well'))

"Come now, how long has it been," he pouted, rolling back against the blond's hips, but not letting him get much higher. He didn't resist being pulled, wrapping his hand around the back of his neck and sliding his fingers into his hair to pull hard as he kissed back, not bothering to protect either of them from the collision of teeth.

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"Too long," he mumbled before their mouths met with a hard kiss. Teeth hitting against each other didn't seem to phase him. He slipped his free hand beneath Dio's clothing, though, as his hips ground against the other man's. He wasn't normally this aggressive, but he could certainly play the part when it suited him.

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"I meant since we've known each other," Dio laughed roughly into his mouth and crashed his hips back into the other diety's. His hand twisted in his hair and forced his head back to bite at his throat.

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"Been too long in that too..." Hermes laughed as his head was pulled back, his fingers trying to unbutton Dionysus' shirt. He growled a little when his brother bit at his throat, hips pivoting up as he closed his eyes. Patience was not one of his virtues, particularly when he wasn't the one picking the pace...apparently.

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He growled and bit hard, arching his chest forward into his hands to encourage the unbuttoning. "Cocky," he grit, large tendon between his teeth, "arrogant," he sucked hard and ground his hips down, reaching with his other hand to pop the button of his older brother's pants, "jerk." He slid his fingers down the front of Hermes' waistband and gripped, tongue lashing over and soothing the skin irritated by teeth.

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"Ah..." Hermes hissed at the pain in his neck, his fingers knotting in Dionysus' hair before he took in a slow breath. He let the fabric of his brother's shirt fall open, untangling his hand to run his hands across Dio's soft, ivory skin.

"And what would you like to do about that?" He asked as a hand slipped beneath his pants.

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Dio moaned, parted lips curled upwards. "Thought I was doing it," he murmured, letting his body relax into Hermes' fingers, stomach and chest hitching when they brush over the faint, almost invisible lines on his skin from where the Titans pulled him to pieces.

"Or don't you like this? Your shirt would make a fine restraint." His own hand moves from the blond's pants to under his shirt, shoving it up from his stomach.

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"Oh, if you want to tame me, you'll have to do better..." Hermes murmured, laughing softly as a hand pushed up under his polo-shirt. "You planning to tie me up? Now thats just kinky..." Not that he minded at all.

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"Ohh I could never think to tame you, trickster," Dio laughed softly with him, pushing the shirt higher.

"Maybe. Lift your arms, your shirt wants off, Brother." And by 'shirt' we of course meant 'Dionysus', but Hermes wanted it off too, yes?

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Hermes moved his arms up above his head as he lifted his body up just enough that Dionysus could pull the shirt off.

"You're taking your time, Brother, I'm impressed." He chuckled, licking his lips a little as he rolled his hips up.

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"I'm taking the time to appreciate how lucky I am," he replied dryly, lowering his head to drag his tongue--and next, teeth--over the other man's nipples, wrapping his lips around one and sucking hard, gripping his waist with his knees and rocking his backside back against Hermes' groin.

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"Ooh," Hermes groaned, fumbling to pull Dionysus' shirt off him completely as he groaned. Once his brother was free of his shirt, Hermes' hands wandered as far as they could, reaching for his pants with the intent to rid the man of them.

"You're being a tease now..."

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"Guilty, baby," he laughed throatily, shrugging out of his unbuttoned shirt. He sat up off of Hermes and raised himself on his knees, intending to help his brother with the pants removal. Dionysus looked down at Hermes with a lazy, heated, wicked smile grazing his kiss-swollen lips, simply admiring the view.

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He looked at his brother carefully for a moment, before sitting up enough to unbutton the gods pants and push the fabric away. It was an awkward, uneven method he used, nearly knocking them both from the couch as he did so. But once the garments were cast aside, Hermes grinned devilishly.

His hands slipped around Dionysus' body, pulling the godling toward him. Leaning in he nuzzled the soft, warm skin...nipping at it softly.

"Isn't nice to tease once we've come this far."

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"Ahhh," Dionysus moaned, pressing forward into his brother's hands, and certainly not snickering at the method he used to remove his pants. "So you say as you yourself find yourself guilty," he pouted, draping his arms over Hermes' shoulders.

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"Dio....stop talking. You'll ruin the moment." He laughed, though, as a hand slipped down between Dionysus' legs. His fingers curled around around his brother, stroking softly as he kissed Dionysus' neck softly.

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"Fine," he growled, thrusting almost forcefully into Hermes' hand. He rammed his own hand down between their bodies to pull on the blond's length, other hand on his chest to push him back down.

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Hermes grunted a little as he was pushed down, but did as he was told. So to speak. He rolled his hips up, licking his lips before letting his eyes close. He kept his hand moving, finding a rhythm that matched the one Dionysus set.

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"Feels unfair," Dionysus gasped against his brother's ear before becoming momentarily distracted and biting down on the skin behind his ear. "Pants," he added in a growl, moving his hand momentarily to tug at the waistband of the pants still wore by the other god.

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Hermes laughed, looking up at Dionysus for a long moment before letting his brother go. He pushed his hips up, and licked his lips before sighing softly.

"Then fix the problem....You're the one in control here."

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"Damn right," Zoe growled in a rough velveted purr, crawling off the couch and lazily stripping his older brother of his pants.
"Much better," he hummed, looking him up and down and straddling his hips once more.

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"Do you like what you see?" Hermes asked with a chuckle. It wasn't like Dionysus had never seem Hermes without his clothing, anyway. The Greeks were not known for their multiple layers of clothing, and all athletic events were done in the nude.

He didn't waste time, though, on getting his hands back on Dionysus as his brother settled across his hips. He curled his fingers around Dio's stiff member, messaging it carefully.

"Uh," He grinned, "if you're in control, baby...what comes next?"

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Perhaps, but it wasn't as if Dionysus wouldn't appreciate the view anyway, and the sight of the god in front of him, naked and aroused and because of him was not something seen every day.

"I suppose," he sniffed loftily, back straight and head high as he rocked his hips forward into Hermes' hand.

"Mmm. Do you have oil? Lotion? I hear all the cool kids are using this thing called 'lube' these days."

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Moving was not an option, and with a flick of his free hand, Hermes had a bottle of lotion in his hand.

"Ask and you shall receive..." He said softly, fingers rolling over Dio as if it were the most natural thing for him to do.

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"Is that us or is that one of the new ones?" Dio snorted, arching his back and hips up to rub roughly against Hermes' with a low groan. "Still asking what my plan is, or can you figure it out from here?" He asked smoothly, fingers stroking through the blond's hair and scratching at his scalp.

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He purred a little, tilting his head into Dio's hand. He liked the feel of fingers against his scalp. "Oh I know what the plan is," he mused, fiddling with the lotion until he popped it open. Squirting some of the lotion into his hand, he licked his lips. smirking he lowered his hand to his stiff member.

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"Good, it can learn," he smiled sweetly, crooking a leg up and around his brother's hips, gaze cast down to watch with gleaming, hungry eyes, expression.