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First Page Friday: Sweet Persuasion
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Apollo loved the nighttime. During the day, he labored, driving the chariot of the Sun across the sky, but night was his time, free of obligations and duty. His twin sister, Artemis, got three nights off a month, but he was in the sky every day with never a break. Even on the gray and rainy days, he'd peek down between the clouds now and then, giving mortals hope to hold out through the darkness.
Tonight, Artemis drove the chariot of the Full Moon, the fat round sides sending bright silvery rays peeking between the laurels of his private grove, making strange shadows and filling the grove with chancy light. The beams picked out the smooth lines of Zephyros, dozing on the cloak they'd spread. Despite having made love to the West Wind twice already, Apollo remained unsated. He followed his sister's tracery with one finger of his own, roaming over his lover's chest and up his neck.
Zephyros jerked awake with a snort, clutching at Apollo's finger. Seeing who had awakened him, he pulled Apollo down for a kiss. He teased the Sun-god a little before taking the open mouth Apollo offered. Apollo tasted his lover and lowered himself to lie back in Zephyros' arms.
“Hello, Sunshine. What brings this on?” Zeph asked.
Apollo glowered with annoyance. Zeph knew he detested that nickname, so of course the Wind teased him with it at every opportunity.
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Apollo loved the nighttime. During the day, he labored, driving the chariot of the Sun across the sky, but night was his time, free of obligations and duty. His twin sister, Artemis, got three nights off a month, but he was in the sky every day with never a break. Even on the gray and rainy days, he'd peek down between the clouds now and then, giving mortals hope to hold out through the darkness.
Tonight, Artemis drove the chariot of the Full Moon, the fat round sides sending bright silvery rays peeking between the laurels of his private grove, making strange shadows and filling the grove with chancy light. The beams picked out the smooth lines of Zephyros, dozing on the cloak they'd spread. Despite having made love to the West Wind twice already, Apollo remained unsated. He followed his sister's tracery with one finger of his own, roaming over his lover's chest and up his neck.
Zephyros jerked awake with a snort, clutching at Apollo's finger. Seeing who had awakened him, he pulled Apollo down for a kiss. He teased the Sun-god a little before taking the open mouth Apollo offered. Apollo tasted his lover and lowered himself to lie back in Zephyros' arms.
“Hello, Sunshine. What brings this on?” Zeph asked.
Apollo glowered with annoyance. Zeph knew he detested that nickname, so of course the Wind teased him with it at every opportunity.
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