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Zagreus comes forward and soon stands before Achilles. Achilles finds himself eye-level with his waistโhis fingers itch, drawn to them like ocean waves that grope toward the landโhe reaches out to grab them. Zagreus, who possesses a personality so large, and is furthermore a godโit is the reason why Achilles marvels, even now, at how diminutive his stature truly is. Still, the body beneath his grip is warm, firmโฆ and most importantly, pliant. Zagreus goes to him easily when Achilles pulls him into his lap.
โNow, thenโฆ I believe we need to have a talk about these,โ Achilles says, prodding Zagreus at his throat. โWhere did they come from?โ
Zagreus opens his response with a dismissive bark of laughter. โWhy talk about it at all? I thought you were already perceptive enough to realize where they came from.โ And then, apparently impatient, he leans in, trying to kiss Achilles.
Achilles leans away, refusing him.
โI am asking you nicely first,โ he says patiently. โBefore I have to beat it out of you.โ He gives him a small peck on the lipsโa promise. โI want to hear you say itโฆ who did it?โ
Zagreus worries at his lip for a moment, perhaps weighing his options, though the lust in his eyes appears to convey that any outcome would be welcome to him, and therefore it is making it difficult for him to decide. Achilles shoots him a pointed look, raising his eyebrows expectantly.
โIt was Patโโ
The name isnโt even fully out of his mouth before Achilles presses his tongue against Zagreusโ neck, licking a wide stripe over one of the love bites before he begins sucking on it himself. Zagreus mewls deliciously in response, huffing as he treads against the ripples of pain Achilles causes him by molesting the already sore, overly sensitive spot. He starts rutting against Achillesโ thighโlike a dog, Achilles thinks to himself. He tightens the grip on his waist to stay his movements.
โYou know I cannot abide such a slight to my honor,โ he turns to whisper into Zagreusโ ear, tracing the shape of it from shell to lobe with a caress of his nose tip. โI have so little of it left, after all.โ
Breaking the Rhythm: Chapter 2 ๐ฅ
๐ archiveofourown.org/works/717161...
Zag comes home with poorly hidden evidence of a tryst & a smug attitude. Achilles has no choice but to punish him for it.
Inspired by art drawn by @chowderen.bsky.social โจ
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