everyone loves apollo

"Dionysus," Apollo said with a chill in his heart, "let's discuss..."

As soon as he finished speaking a few words, he was blocked by Dionysus' lips, and the rest of the words turned into whining voices, lingering in his throat.

But Dionysus quickly let go of his lips, and looked at other parts of the God of Light's body. Cooperating with the movements of his hands, it seemed that that was where he was most interested.

"Listen to me..." Apollo tried to speak again, persistently trying to impress the God of Dionysus who was going crazy with words, but every time he wanted to speak, Dionysus would kiss him , the force became more and more fierce, as if he wanted to bite his lips and swallow them whole, making him unable to even speak a complete sentence.

And his other hand was still moving up and down his whole body, and gradually reached the vital point... His movements were rough and fierce, and the palm of his hand was as hot as magma erupted from a volcano. Feeling the shivering heat, Apollo felt that the skin where he touched it was like being scalded. He resisted psychologically, but physically couldn't help trembling happily.

However, Dionysus had to suppress the movements of his hands while also taking into account the movements of his own lips and hands, which seemed a bit stretched. If one didn't pay attention, the force that tightly suppressed the God of Light would be reduced. After all, Apollo is a god with high combat effectiveness. Seeing the opportunity, he raised his waist, hooked his feet up, and kicked him on the back.

The force used this time was not light. I thought that Dionysus would suffer pain anyway, so he let go, but he seemed to have no feeling at all, and the movements of his hands and body were not affected at all.

Apollo gritted his teeth, retracted his right leg, and pushed up with his knee, just above a certain part of Dionysus.

This kind of pain is unbearable for a man, even Dionysus who drank strong alcohol and went crazy.His hands loosened immediately, he groaned, he couldn't tell whether it was pain or joy, and then he covered his body and rolled to the side.

Apollo took the opportunity to get up, didn't dare to look too much, and flew straight up.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he left the ground, his ankle was dragged.

Looking down, Dionysus grabbed his ankle with one hand, and still covered a certain part of his body with the other hand. Spots of light sprinkled on his face, and he kept moving, matching the painful expression, making him His expression looked a little hideous.

Apollo was startled, and he tried his best to kick a few times, but he couldn't get off. He quickly grabbed a vine that was flying in the wind, and with the help of the vine, he continued to climb up with both hands.At the same time, the foot that Dionysus was holding kept kicking down hard, trying to force him to let go.

Unexpectedly, not only did Dionysus not let go, but instead, he turned up and rushed towards the God of Light.

Apollo didn't expect him to be so stalking, he was frightened out of his wits, and he fished forward with the other hand. Unexpectedly, the vine shrank back as if it was alive, and he caught nothing. The top was pulled by Dionysus, and it fell off all of a sudden, and it happened to be pressed among the grape leaves that were rolling like waves.

Dionysus pounced on him right after, hugging him and turning over several times among the layers of vines and green leaves.

I don't know how many purple grapes were pressed under the body, the sweet juice splashed out immediately, a slightly sour sweet fragrance immediately filled every inch of air in the courtyard, even the sweet and greasy aroma of wine was suppressed Not a lot.

After rolling a few times, the two finally stopped.

Feeling the cold grape juice and greasy pulp under his body, Apollo secretly groaned.He likes to be clean and refreshed, and doesn't like so many things sticking to his skin.

However, before he could stand up, Dionysus used his hands and feet again, pinning him down.

The golden arrow in his shoulder had already sunk deeply into his body with his movements, the wound was getting bigger and bigger, and the bright red blood dripped down, and big drops fell on Apollo's head. body.

Bloody, fruity, boozy...mixed into a unique taste, enough to drive a normal person crazy...

After Dionysus gained the absolute advantage, he didn't stop what he was doing, but bent down and licked the grape juice and blood on Apollo's face and neck. The grape juice is licked one by one, and there is a thrilling beauty.

His eyes were already a crimson color similar to rubies. While licking Apollo's skin, he raised his eyes and stared at him. There was a kind of unconscious confusion and fanaticism in his eyes, as if to make him It's like chewing it and swallowing it in the stomach.

If it was said that his eyes were still a little bit human-like just now, they are almost completely gone now.

Apollo just froze for a moment, then struggled fiercely with all his strength.

Dionysus had to use more force to suppress him.

"Don't move, darling, I won't hurt you." Dionysus' voice was low and hoarse.

"Ghosts believe you. It's useless even if you swear to the Styx River." Apollo didn't take his words seriously at all, his hands and feet struggled violently, and he was about to break free from his embrace.

Dionysus suddenly leaned down and bit his shoulder.

The sharp teeth penetrated deeply into the extremely elastic muscles, and soon punctured the tiny blood vessels, and bright red blood flowed out, flowing down the marble-like perfect shoulders.

Apollo screamed in pain and cursed: "Damn it, what are you doing?"

Out of control, Dionysus bit him, and then regretted it, and immediately let go, sticking out his tongue and licking the place where he was bitten.

The soft and bright red tongue licked the cracked flesh and the same bright red blood, but it didn't have a soothing effect. Instead, it brought deeper fear to the people below, so that the body under the palm trembled slightly.

"Don't be afraid," Dionysus said hoarsely, trying his best to suppress the restlessness all over his body.

Apollo was bitten, and he didn't dare to move. He looked at him in disbelief, thinking about how to escape.But after much deliberation, he couldn't come up with a perfect solution.

He had already discovered that, probably because of the wine, Dionysus was not only powerful, but also his body's perception of pain was greatly reduced.I'm afraid that even if he pulls out the golden arrow from the quiver and inserts it into his eyes, he can continue to move without frowning, without slowing down at all.

Dionysus's movements only stopped for a moment, and his patience seemed to have reached its limit. In fact, his few self-control had already been exhausted in the repeated kisses and skin-to-skin contact.

Now he looks more like a beast that has been hungry for seven days and seven nights, his eyes are shining red, the breath in his mouth is getting thicker and thicker, and his expression is uncontrollably crazy.

Suddenly, he let go of the God of Light's wrist, lifted his body up slightly, held his slender waist, and turned Apollo over to form a face-down posture.

Apollo was off guard for a while, but he really turned him over, waving his palms in the air, exerting force on his knees, desperately trying to stand up, and yelled in horror: "Dionysus, do you want to stand up?" What are you doing? Calm down. In fact, I can probably guess what you want to do, and I don't disagree, but you can't use this posture..."

This time, Dionysus did not stop his mouth, but let him yell, just concentrate on his work.

Apollo's mouth was bitter.

He hated this feeling of not being able to dominate his body, but it was like a mountain was pressing on his back, unable to move.And no matter what language he uttered, cursing or begging, the drunken guy didn't hear it, and turned a blind eye.

His eyes could only look at the marble floor and the vines hanging down to the ground, and he couldn't see Dionysus's movements clearly, but he could clearly hear the heavy breathing, the hot breath spraying on the smooth and clean body. His back made him feel scared and at a loss, and he had goosebumps all over his body.Of course, the clear feeling coming from another part of his body made him panic but helpless.

The vigorous scolding sound quickly changed its tone, and after hearing a few times, Apollo's face flushed, wishing that the wine cellar on the ground would crack again and let him get in.

The heat in the air is getting higher and higher, the scent of grapes has become sweet and greasy, mixed with the exceptionally beautiful voice of the God of Light, even in the faint light, the courtyard looks like a bright spring.

At this moment, someone in the distance suddenly shouted: "Dionysus, what are you doing? Let me tell you, Ares and Aphrodite have been raped... Haha... Hephaestus Invite us to watch the excitement."

Familiar calls, familiar laughter.

Apollo was panicked and happy at the same time, and he didn't care about the embarrassment. He opened his mouth and shouted: "Hermes, is that you? Come and save me."

The man's voice approached quickly, and as the shouting got closer, the vines quickly separated to the two sides, a large area of ​​sunlight poured down, and the courtyard immediately became bright and bright.

Soon, the figure of Hermes appeared among the green vines. The wings of the flight hat kept trembling, and the wind from the fan blew the nearby grape leaves.

As soon as Hermes saw the scene in the middle of the courtyard, he was immediately stunned, his toes slammed to the ground, and he stopped abruptly.The expression on his face...is indescribable.

And Dionysus didn't even raise his head as if he didn't hear him, and continued to move his hands.

Apollo raised his head with difficulty, gasping for breath while saying intermittently: "Hermes, hurry...quickly save me...uh...damn..."

He originally thought that Hermes, the one with the best relationship among the gods of Olympus, would not hesitate to lend a helping hand, but he stood there motionless and instantly turned into a statue, no matter the expression on his face Still, the movements of his body seemed to freeze suddenly.

Apollo's heart sank.

After a long while, Hermes' Adam's Apple twitched greatly after hearing a "gudong".

He swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and took a deep look at Dionysus, the admiration in his heart was beyond words.

This kid actually did what he had always wanted to do but had no guts to do.

Well, now, what should he do?Whether to save Apollo to win his favor, or take this opportunity to share a piece of the pie, and together with Dionysus, make him unable to cry—oh, judging from Dionysus’ past experience, Surely he would readily agree.Isn't that what his carnival team and sacrificial ceremony are doing?

Hermes was rarely lost in thought.Of course, at the same time, his eyes were not idle, they kept wandering, seeing everything he could see.

Seeing that he didn't respond for a long time, Apollo was ashamed and annoyed, bit his lip, suppressed the strange voice that was about to come out, and shouted: "Hermes, you... what are you doing? You haven't come to save me. "

At this time, Dionysus finally reacted. He kept his hands unchanged, but raised his head and glanced at Hermes.

This look has a lot of meaning.

It is self-evident what Dionysus is thinking.

Hermes felt that his mouth was parched, and his whole body began to agitate. He couldn't help but took a deep breath, trying to regain his composure.

then……

He ignored Apollo's cry and Dionysus' gaze, and turned away just like that.

He kicked his feet on the ground, and the wings on the flying shoes suddenly fanned a small whirlwind, which smashed the grape leaves next to him.And with this strength, his body flew out at an extremely fast speed, and he disappeared in the blink of an eye.