"Oh shits," Apollo groaned, pressing down on me. He rolled off me, panting and slung his arm over his face, chuckling. "Zeus have mercy on me, Dion, you're fantastic."

I snorted and turned to lie on my back too. I ran my hand between my horns, getting my hair away from my sticky forehead.

Apollo removed his arm from his face and turned his head, looking at me. "What do you do, when you're not here?"

"I watch films. Eat out. Sleep a lot." I shrugged a shoulder.

"Hmm," he murmured and turned on his side, his hand under his head. He slowly lifted his other hand, running his fingers over my chest. "What if I could offer you another life?"

"What do you mean?" I asked and arched a brow.

"I could buy you out of your contract. Set you up in a much better place. With me."

I sighed and sat up. I considered it for a short second, but the entire time I saw Arlo's face in my head. This could be a way out, but... And maybe I'd get a much better life but... Arlo wouldn't be in it. Not if I chose Apollo. And I didn't wanna live without him.

"No," I said softly and looked at him over my shoulder.

"There's someone else, huh?"

I nodded.

"The bodyguard."

I nodded again.

"Hey, I knew it. Every time he enters the room, your entire face lights up."

"I'm in love with him," I murmured and turned back to Apollo.

"Love is pure. And you should get out of this job to keep it that way." He sat up too, leaning his back against the hotel bed's headrest.

"I will. When my contract is done, then so am I."

"Good." He grabbed my hand and pulled me closer. "Until then, I hope I get to enjoy your company."

I sat down in his lap and smiled at him. "Of course."

He smiled too and kissed my cheek, his hands softly running over my body.

"Have you ever been in love?" I asked before I could stop myself. I didn't even know why I asked him that. I never asked my clients personal questions because it was none of my business.

"Yes," he said as his hands ran over my thighs. "His name was Hyacinthus. You remind me of him, actually. He was a lot like you. Didn't treat me like a god. And he always wanted to best me. To knock down my ego, he said." He chuckled, but his smile faded fast. "He passed in my arms." He flicked his eyes up and met my gaze. "You don't wanna hear an old man's tales of past loves."

"I don't mind. If you wanna talk about it. It's... Nice. To hear about you." I didn't wanna push him, but I also wanted to know more about him. He was exciting.

Apollo smiled and leaned back, his hands settling on my legs. "Alright. I met Hyacinthus here on the mainland. He was from one of the smaller islands and had just moved here. He didn't know me. He had been so secluded. I introduced myself and he didn't even bat an eyelash. He just asked if I wanted race him. And that's how our competitions started. We'd always compete. I liked that." He smiled a very different smile. A warmer one. "I fell in love. And I fell hard. He was so beautiful too. Everyone envied him. And me. Because I was with him. He was mine."

His smile died down then, and he looked down. "And then we played with the discus. We had done so many times but... This time it went wrong. No one survives a stone plate to the head like that. So, to save him, I turned him into a flower. Hyacinths. He was the first and he continues to grow." He wiped his eye before a tear escaped.

"Anyways, that was the only true love I've ever felt. It's so deep, you know? It makes you almost ache when you think about it."

I nodded. "Yeah." I put my hand on the top of my stomach. "I feel it here. Just say his name and I feel it."

"Just so. He is a curious choice though. Why him?"

My turn to smile. "He sees me. He respects me. Loves me. And he has a really dry humour. He'll laugh at his own jokes before he has even finished them. He's such a dork too. Like he loves these cheesy action movies and he'll get so excited, he'll almost jump out of his seat. When he sees me, he smiles."

"And he never smiles," Apollo noted with a chuckle.

"He does now."

And so did Apollo.

"I love you," Arlo whispered in my ear and kissed my forehead as he handed me my dinner. I closed my eyes for the duration of his lips being on my skin and opened them again as he pulled back.

"Have I ever told you, how much I love it when you just wear wife-beaters?" I asked with a pretty goofy smile.

"Wife-beater? At least call it a tank top. I mean, I don't have any wives to beat," he chuckled and dumped down on the couch next to me.

"No? You're not keeping a whole harem somewhere away from me?"

"Oh no, I've been found out. How long have you known?"

I laughed and leaned my forehead against his large arm. He sat completely still while I pulled back a bit to kiss his skin.

"Do you love them more than me?"

"Only Rhea, Phoebe and Helen."

I laughed out loud and moved in to kiss his arm. "You're horrific."

"We should eat," he noted.

"Let me eat you." I bit down very gently on his arm and snorted, looking up at him.

"Real food first. Then after that, I'll do whatever you want me to do." He looked down and met my gaze, a satisfied smile on his cute face.

I more or less shoved all the food in my face as fast as I could. I wanted to just go nuts on Arlo. Mostly because the damn idiot was eating too slowly. When he finally finished, I pulled the plate out of his hands and put it on the small coffee table. I pushed him down on his back and he chuckled, lifting his head up to kiss me.

I slid in between his legs and pressed at him, kissing him. My fingers found his wrists and I put his hands above his head.

"Tell me what you want," he whispered against my lips.

He loved this so much. And I loved it. I could tease him until the end of times if that was what I wanted. He'd be up for it. He'd be up for anything I asked for.

"Get into bed. Take your clothes off and lie down on your back. And wait for me."

He kissed me one more time before he obeyed. I went to the bathroom to brush my teeth and just fix myself up a little. I took off my clothes too and put some wax in my hair. Oil went on my horns, so they were shiny, like Arlo liked them.

I went across the hall and stopped in the door to the bedroom. Arlo was resting his weight on his elbows, lying on his back and smiled at me.

"You look great," he said and smiled.

"And you look amazing," I replied softly.

I went to one of the drawers in the big wardrobe and found one of his ties. I slowly let it slide over his legs as I stepped onto the bed. He exhaled loudly and met my gaze. I lowered myself down to my knees in his lap and grabbed his arms putting them above his head. Tieng his hands together was so easy, and I felt him get excited under me.

"Safe word?" I asked and looked down at him.

"Agapi," he said without hesitation.

I smiled and nodded. I leaned over and kissed him, moving my hips over him. He was already groaning against my lips and I had barely started.

Then I moved in between his legs and started. He whimpered as I pressed my fingers inside of him. He looked amazing when I did this. His face contorted in the most graceful way and I loved observing him. It almost did everything for me, doing this for him.

His hands were straining against the tie, but not too much. I bet he could easily break free, so this was another test of endurance. To not rip off his binds and just ravage me, as I knew he wanted.

And then it was time for me to move on, but I didn't want to. I didn't wanna participate. I wanted this to be about him.

I moved down and took him in my mouth.

"Dion, I'm gonna cum," he groaned.

I stopped and looked up. "That certainly was the plan."

He was panting hard, his chest bouncing up and down. "It's too soon, isn't it?"

"I'll decide that." I smirked at him and hooked my fingers inside of him, forcing out another groan from him.

I slowed it all down. If he wanted this to draw out, then I'd draw it out. I'd go at him all night if he wanted to.

Every time he was getting close, I stopped to kiss him. And he didn't move, he just kissed me back very hungrily, as if he was starving for my lips on his.

"Gods, release me," he growled when I had done it for the sixth time. "Please."

I smiled against his lips and lowered myself down, grinding him. I moved my hips very slowly and Arlo growled for real this time.

"I want you," he said with a very dark voice.

"I'm not ready," I said and smirked at him.

"Dion!"

"Hush." I moved down and took him in my mouth again. He groaned loudly and then he finished. He was losing his mind, I was sure. It definitely sounded like that and his body was so tense. It took ages for him to actually relax.

When he finally did, he seemed completely spent. I crawled up to his face, kissing him softly as I untied his hands. They immediately found my face, cupping my cheeks. He turned us around, so he was on top.

"Your turn," he murmured.

"You don't-"

"Mmh, don't say I don't have to." His voice was so gruff, I couldn't possibly deny him. Besides, I would have to do something about my situation anyway. I was planning on just doing it fast in the bathroom, but Arlo had other ideas.

His hands were so soft on my body and it was like his touch set a fire on my skin wherever they grazed over it. I groaned loudly when his fingers circled around me and I latched on to his shoulders.

"I love touching you," he whispered and kissed the side of my throat.

I couldn't hold back a whimper. And Arlo just kept going until I was finished. Which didn't take long. I had been so close ever since we started, and it wasn't totally just for his benefit I had taken things slow. I'd blow it myself if I kept going at him, even with no one touching me and I had never tried that before.

"Beautiful man," he murmured and kissed me.

I opened my eyes and looked up at him. No one had ever called me a man before. I was always a boy. I was 183cm tall and I was still always a boy to everyone. I wasn't the bulkiest, and I knew I had a boyish face. It was one of my selling points. But... Arlo didn't see that. Arlo saw a man.

I spread my legs and pulled him in between them. "Make love to me," I whispered. Almost begged.

And he obeyed.