Do not wake up the gods of the abyss [Greek mythology]

Apollo suddenly turned his head, his blond hair blown by the wind blurred his vision, and he watched the male god in black robe approaching him step by step.

The sun was just right, and there was no ? what? expression on Tartarus' face.

The years are gentle, just like seeing them for the first time.

Before Apollo could react from the sudden "surprise", a smile had already climbed up the corners of his eyes and brows.That was the most natural reaction, a joy that couldn't be hidden.

As Tartarus got closer and closer, Apollo finally realized that the lover in front of him was not a phantom in a dream—his Tartar really came back?

He stood up gladly, to welcome the return of Tartarus.Unexpectedly, before he could stand still, Tartarus had already accelerated his pace and walked in front of him, then his legs softened, and he plunged into his arms.

Unexpectedly, Apollo was hit by Tartarus.

In love poems, I always love to write about a lover's embrace, as gentle as a breeze in my arms.Tartarus, however, was like a long spear, stabbing directly at Apollo's heart, causing his body to tremble, and he frowned in pain.

It turns out that hugging may not be gentle.

However, Apollo held Tartarus in his arms and still refused to let go.He greedily sniffed the familiar aura of Tartarus, feeling sweet even in pain.

Tartarus was not embarrassed by his arms?Apollo had just got up when he bumped him back. At this time, he was half kneeling in front of Apollo, with one hand pressing on the "velvet grass" and the other on Apollo's chest.He looked at Apollo, blinked, and explained: "Sorry, Apollo, my legs are weak."

My legs are weak, can I still walk so fast?

The little black panther tilted his head, a little confused.

Tartarus was justified: "I felt like I was about to fall, so I walked a few steps quickly." Even if I wanted to fall, I would fall in front of Apollo.

If he didn't know the character of Tartarus, Apollo would have thought he was acting like a spoiled child to himself.

But Tartarus never exaggerates.Just walking a few steps feels weak in the legs, which shows that Tartarus' divine body has not yet been fully restored.

Apollo frowned slightly, thinking? Ask about Tartarus' physical condition, but Tartarus is one step ahead of him, and sends himself forward again. He leans closer to Apollo, tilts his head and smiles: "You really took it!" Lived with me. I am very happy."

He doesn't laugh often, but when he laughs, there is a kind of sweetness in it.Clear and light, long aftertaste?

Apollo only felt his heart melt into his smile, his eyes were gentle and tender: "You fell in front of me, why should I? Maybe I don't care?"

Eye contact, body movements, and a few short words can eliminate the sense of distance that has been washed away by the river for a long time in a few minutes.

The two male gods looked at each other and smiled, as if they had never been apart.

At that moment, Apollo really felt the tenderness of the years.But tenderness is never tender, and even tenderness has nothing to do with Tartarus.

I saw that Tartarus quickly restrained his smile and showed a serious expression—if he hadn't? Continued to kneel in Apollo's arms, his expression would have been more convincing.He raised his hand, and suddenly pressed gently on the top of Apollo's head, rubbing it unskillfully: "Thank you, Apollo."

Apollo: "..."

Apollo suspected that he treated him like a pet, and some regretted that he had lied in front of him, saying that touching the head is a kind of etiquette in the god world.

Tartarus touched, and touched, and more.He is not only greedy for eating more, but also doing other things. He always thinks that more is better, that he should give Apollo more likes, and he should spend more time touching his head.

Apollo saw through his mind, and helplessly took his hand: "Okay, Tal, it's done."

Tartarus withdrew his hand graciously, and lightly placed a palm on his shoulder: "Tal, get up?"

Frankly speaking, Tartarus didn't really think about it. He was a little bit greedy for Apollo's embrace.There is a faint scent of sweet-scented osmanthus on Apollo's body, which smells very good - I want to eat it.But Apollo suggested that he get up, and he also tried to get up.After moving my legs, I realized: "I can't get up."

Apollo frowned again?

When he walks, he will have no strength, and even fall down, and he will not be able to get up when he falls in his arms. It seems that Tal's divine body is indeed very weak.

He was worried, but didn't want to? After a long absence, he was overwhelmed by his worry and said: "Then let's stay like this for a while. In fact, I really like being close to you like this." He said these two sentences The words are all from the heart, but the second sentence is more inclined to coax the god of the abyss, so that he can be happier, ignoring the shame that he is so weak as a primitive god.

But Tartarus couldn't understand Apollo's intentions, so he slapped Apollo's side again, so close that the hair of the two entangled.

"Okay, then stay a little longer."

"I like being close to you too."

"A little bit reluctant to get up."

He spoke so frankly, without knowing the shyness.He didn't realize that these three sentences repeatedly betrayed his mood, and also pleased the reluctant God of Light.

Apollo laughed.

His Tal, how? Can he be so cute?

The frank and straightforward, undisguised character is very cute.

Not shy, watching? His gaze is lovely.

Even the movement of rubbing against him was very cute.

Apollo endured and endured, before resisting the urge to hold his beloved male god in his arms.His demeanor was as calm as possible, but the surging heat in his eyes surged out, like boiling magma, which could not be suppressed.

like him.

I like him very much.

I like it far more than I like his bow and arrows.

I like him more than I like everything in the world.

Apollo's eyes were full of love, but the dull Tartarus didn't notice it.He just felt that Apollo's eyes were surprisingly hot, which made him uncomfortable, and unexpectedly?

He moved, trying to avoid Apollo's sight, but somehow sent himself forward again, so that Apollo could take a closer look.

Apollo noticed his little thoughts, and felt that this "consideration" from the God of the Abyss was surprisingly sweet.He smiled slightly, hugging his beloved male god with gentle eyes.

Another spring breeze picked up a light floral fragrance, and the atmosphere was just right, but Tartarus caught the scent of food? diffused in the air.He shifted his attention, sniffed, sniffed again, and confirmed to Apollo: "Do you have a candy cake?"

The charming atmosphere was shattered by a word from Tartarus.Apollo sighed, with a helpless and indulgent tone: "Yes? During the five years you were sleeping, I traveled all over the world and collected many kinds of food? Just waiting? You wake up from a deep sleep? For You taste."

Tartarus' eyes lit up suddenly, and the words? Want? Eat!

Apollo thoughtfully brought out various pastries for him, all of which were local specialties he had collected in various cities.

Tartarus couldn't wait to pick up a piece of fried cheese, took a bite, and his mouth was full of rich crispy fragrance.

Apollo introduced to him: "People on Delos like to make fried cheese like this... It's different from other places, I think? Let you try it too."

Tartarus peeled off the grape leaves again, took a bite of the salty meat dumpling, and squinted his eyes in satisfaction.

Apollo looked at it. He ate it heartily, and said softly: "There is nothing to say about the grapes in Nemea. The meat dumplings wrapped in grape leaves are also delicious. Do you like it?"

Tartarus ate with his head buried in it, not bothering to wipe the cream on his cheeks.

He is always very serious when eating and doesn't like to be disturbed.Apollo didn't forget that he once told him that he should eat seriously and don't look at him.

He shouldn't have been introducing Tartarus all the time, he knew full well that it would affect Tartarus' eating.But he couldn't restrain his desire to share his past experiences with Tartaros. He wanted to tell Tartaros all the scenery he had traveled.

It seems like this can make up the missing time? Time, and turn the incomplete memory into a good memory.

Tartarus ate three pieces of fried cheese and peeled five grape dumplings, finally satisfying his appetite.

He slowed down his movements and continued to taste the delicacies from other places that Apollo handed him. When he puffed up his cheeks and chewed, he couldn't help expressing emotion: "It's so good. This feeling is just like me. Always with? Apollo, Delos, Nemea, we’ve all been there together.”

Tartarus always had some elusive behaviors: when Apollo was concentrating on making love to him, he suddenly wanted to eat.When Apollo thought he was going to eat seriously, he uttered such sweet words again.

Apollo heard this, and his heart softened: "We still have countless springs, summers, autumns and winters. If you like, we will go again when the rice is ripe and the food is the most abundant."

Tartarus nodded without hesitation: "Okay!"

His eyes were burning, and he already had a goal in mind: "I'm going to Nemea. You are right, the grape dumplings in Nemea are really delicious, and I guess the wine there is not bad either. "

After going around and around, I returned to "eating".

Apollo shook his head, what can he do?

His Tal only has this one hobby, so of course he should be pampered and pampered to satisfy him.

After eating and drinking enough, Tartarus' legs were no longer weak, so he moved and retreated from Apollo's embrace?

Apollo felt a little unaccustomed to losing the weight on his body.He subconsciously moved his fingers, trying to catch Tartaros's robe, but the soft fabric slipped past his fingertips, and he didn't catch it.

A little unspeakable sadness rose in Apollo's heart, and suddenly he heard Tartarus ask him: "By the way, do you still remember what I said before?"

"What? Say?" Apollo didn't respond.

"That's what I said before I disappeared on the outskirts of Freetown."

Apollo froze.

He remembered.

Gaia's divine body disappeared into the sky and the earth, and the vibration of the earth calmed down.

His Tal laughs? Says he likes him.

Then... disappeared before his eyes.

Apollo's eyes moved slightly. In the past few years, he always recalled that day.That memory was not very sweet to him, but mixed with a bit of bitterness.Let him toss and turn, sleepless.

Tartarus misunderstood his reaction, thinking he was still remembering.What does he not understand? It’s called being shy, just thinking? Get a response quickly, and give the answer straightforwardly: “It’s——I like you!”

It seems that the paint is spilled on the old drawing paper, covering the memories of the past.Tartarus' confession is so touching.Apollo's heart seemed to be drunk with wine, smoky, and at a loss; it seemed to have buried a seed? He was trying to reach the deepest part of his heart and connect with his flesh and blood.

Heart, pounding.

Apollo never thought that he would be so unpromising.

Just a simple "I like you" made him lose his armor and lose his reason.

His Adam's apple rolled a few times, trying to organize his words and respond to his long-awaited love.However, Tartarus competed with himself: "No! It shouldn't be 'I like you'. It's different from liking barbecue and sleeping. I like you. It's a different feeling..."

Tartarus thought for a while, but couldn't think of a better answer.But he is easy to learn, if he doesn't understand, he can ask.

With a sincere attitude, he looked at Apollo: "Apollo, can you describe my mood for me?"

He never cared about other people's affairs, but he knew that his Apollo was recognized by the God Realm as a very talkative male god.He is not good at expressing, but Apollo can teach him.

Apollo loved his earnest appearance, like boundless weeds, growing? growing? in his heart.Determined to indulge his desires, he grabbed the black-haired male god and held him tightly in his arms.

"I tell you."

"Tal, listen to me."

Apollo's voice is so gentle, like the melodious lyre at the banquet, playing? Endless affection.

Tartarus tried hard to hear Apollo's voice, but Apollo's heartbeat was loud, and so was his heartbeat.

It was strange that the heartbeat was not at his command.

He wants to listen to Apollo carefully, why? Can't he stop for a while?

Tartarus was troubled when suddenly he heard Apollo's soft breath in his ear, more intoxicating than the wine of Dionysus: "I love you."

"Tartaros, I love you."

"God born in the future, I hope, can always be with you forever."

Tartarus: "..."

Tartarus was a little distressed. He really wanted to ask Apollo for advice, but unexpectedly, a bee got into his head, buzzing non-stop.

What? He didn't learn.

But it doesn't matter, they still have a "long" life...

Tartarus raised his lips, embraced his lover, and hugged him tightly: "Apollo, I love you too!"

The author has something to say: When I wrote the last sentence, I was thinking about Zhang Fei: "I am the same!"