#boundvirgo

[seaspraycd]

it  was  a  moonless  night  at  camp.  the  sky  was  clear  and  the  stars  were  brilliant  as  ronan  rested  near  the  bonfire  with  his  journal  scribbling  some  of  the  constellation  locations  attempting  to  locate  where  exactly  they  were  in  the  world  based  on  how  the  pleadies  moved  throughout  the  night.  ronan  sat  comfortably  in  his  gray  hoodie,  blanket  thick  and  comfortable  while  he  let  the  crackle  of  the  bonfire  fill  the  silence  with  a  gentle  rhythm.

  he  thought  to  be  alone  while  he  carried  out  his  experiment,  not  expecting  the  star  child  himself  to  basically  spook  him  as  ro  jumped  from  his  chair  and  his  pen  went  flying  into  the  air  for  him  to  scramble  catching  it  as  he  settled  back  in  his  seat.

  "  asshole,  don't  scare  people  like  that!  "

@boundvirgo

[everestphillips]

@boundvirgo

It’s been some time since Everest has arrived at the camp. And for the most part, the demigod has acclimated to whatever this new life entailed. Which meant a lot of training. The amount of time he spent wasn’t any different than what he did in his prior life, except now it’s hand to hand combat rather than calisthenics. Fortunately, this camp had a bathouse that felt like an instant revival even after the most brutal sessions. So it only made sense that Everest would frequent it as often as he did with the mess hall.

It should have been like every other day: Everest goes in, gets a massage, then a soak. However, life has a funny way of working. Because as he was undressing and wrapping his towel around his waist, he noticed a familiar face from the corner of his eye. A face he didn’t expect to see here of all places after all those years. Almost as if he has been rehearsing this all morning, Ev turned over and flashed the other man a warm grin as if he wasn’t practically naked right now. “I didn’t know you would follow me all the way here~” He teased, making it obvious that he remembered Arya. I mean, with a face like that? How could he not?

[athenianwit]

closed for @boundvirgo

location the dionysus cabin

event toga party

the buzz was starting to hit atticus, his body was starting to warm up a little and he couldn't quite figure out that he was smiling like a big dork. sitting on a couch somewhere, he simply watched a few of the other godlings who were already drunk. he didn't really feel drunk, even if he didn't know what that felt like, but simply happy and giggly. one of the godlings, who he didn't really know, noticed atticus studying them and approached him. "hi," he simply said, looking up at the beautiful man. "i don't think we've properly met yet"

[harleymaguire]

hearing arya telling him that he didn’t want any trouble, the edges of harley’s lips curved up in a smirk, glancing down at that handsome face of his. “that’s my good boy, huh?” he asked with a hum, lips moving closer to arya’s own and ghosting them over his, before he was pulling back again. “you’d do anything for me, wouldn’t you? anything your queen asked of you?” he asked, keeping this little roleplay of theirs going.

“glad we can agree on something.” there was a feeling of pride in his stomach as he seen arya’s eyeing up his own huge cock. ever the show off, Harley began flexing his cock, that thick piece of meat slapping up and down on the water splashing both mens chests. he reached behind himself, taking arya’s throbbing cock in handm stroking him slowly, before he was sandwiching it between his juicy asscheeks, hotdogging his thick piece of meat. "you're so handsome. a very handsome consort of the queen."

The godling of the stars slowly lets his head tilt to the side. "Of course," Arya's sultry voice compliments the suggestive expression on his face well. "I don't want any trouble." There's a bit of inquisition though. A part of him would like to know what exactly Harley would constitute as 'trouble'. His gaze is fully captured by that magnetizing energy once more as he watches the gap between them decrease.

Just as he thought, there were many wonders beneath water's surface. His eyes catch the glisten of his magnificent torso, the arch of his back, and the cut of his adonis belt leading his eyes down to that heavy looking shaft. Arya's smirk turns into a grin. "I think you're the perfect person for the job."

By the time Harley is putting his weight down on Arya's lap, his blood has already started flowing south and it's starting to thicken his own length. He circles an arm around him, grabbing a handful of Harley's ass cheek and giving it a squeeze. The other hand reaches up to tug their faces close by Harley's chin. "You're right." Their lips brush teasingly as he speaks. "This is much better."

[raging-ale]

@boundvirgo

with all the events that have transpired, there was one person that he really needed to speak to. having almost lost his life - the idea that he would be able to tell arya everything that has happened. the truth of why he is the way he is - it scared him. alejandro brough nox with him as he walked up the steps of the man's cabin. his heart was racing but he felt that this was going to be needed for the both of them.

knocking on the cabin door, alejandro began to get second thoughts, but he didn't back down - he stood his ground and waited. nox on his side looking up at him attentively as if nox was able to sense his emotions. "it's alright boy.. i'm sure he would be happy to see you too." he smiled, putting him as he waited.

[sonssofhecate]

@boundvirgo asked for a starter!

sethan couldn't help but to let out a small sigh as he looked at the other. he offered him a shy smile and a friendly wave. "hey there," sethan said and offered the other a friendly gesture. "i heard that some of your clothes got torn during training? figured i would offer my sewing skills in any way that i can." sethan offered with a small smile. 

most people wouldn't assume someone sethan's age would have any interest in sewing. and to be honest, when he learned he didn't. sethan's dick head of an abusive father practically forced him to learn so that he wouldn't have to 'waste' money on sethan than he apparently already did. although sethan would argue that his lack of meals said otherwise. sethan's learned a lot of domestic skills, and most of which weren't exactly by choice. but he supposed they were coming in handy now. 

[deathscn]

       " yea, that's honestly what it is. the real parts about all of this. what's real, what's only fiction. i read those percy books or whatever, they were really interesting, " winter responded. but of course nothing had prepared him for the things he had seen while being here, while going out to different quests. " definitely somewhat accurate, but not entirely. seeing that minotaur, eating the cattle, yea, that was something i was not ready to see, " he responded. winter chuckled. hearing what the other said. he felt like so many of them have definitely gotten a reality check. the greek stories were different than what they were living.

winter looked over at arya and he chuckles. " yea, i guess it isn't. you'll soon find out when you go on your first quest, " winter admits. he sure as hell struggled a bit, especially when it came to bigger groups, proving difficult to work well with someone. but winter was trying to be more open, and that's all he could really do. " future sight? alright, that could be very useful, " he nods. " i can conjure fire, summon spirits, control corpses. i really haven't tried the last one, i'm afraid something would go wrong if i ever attempt. " winter admits.

"Yeah, it's probably the 'real' part that I'm going to have the hardest time adjusting to." He nods his head in agreement. "27 years of living and I never would have guessed the shit I learned about in my Greek myth class would turn out to not be a myth." While he doesn't remember the lesson plan much, he does know that based off of his memory, the mythological creatures had more of an importance than the story of his own mother. And that... well, it sucks. He would be surprised if she had more than a paragraph dedicated to her feats, floored if there'd been at least a chapter.

Arya draws the corners of his mouth back at that thought, evoking the word 'yikes'. "I can imagine it's not exactly a walk in the park." He is by no means a small guy, but many of the godlings here make him wonder if he'd even had his growth spurt correctly. Even the obstacle courses seem exponentially harder and larger than any of the ones he'd ever done back at home. "I got some future sight, can chuck light at people, do some healing. What about you?"

[sonssofhecate]

sethan  smiled  as  the  other  brought  up  that  he  was  a  healer. "makes  sense.  you  kind  of  give  me  that  relaxed  vibe." sethan  said  with  a  nod  of  his  head. "that  nothing  is  going  to  cause  me  to  flinch  vibe  that  medical  personal  people  sometimes  have,  you  know?" which  made  sense.  wherever  people  work,  sethan  supposed  they  learned  how  to  handle  different  situations.  around  food?  sethan  felt  the  most  comfortable.  or  the  shadows.  both  of  them  were  equally  comfortable  to  him. 

"i  don't  know.  i'm  the  son  of  the  goddess  of  magic  and  witchcraft,  and  some  other  things.  i  still  don't  know  the  spells  that  everyone  here  can  do." sethan  admitted  with  a  chuckle. "i'm  trying  to  write  down  a  spellbook.  just  in  case  something  happens  to  me,  and  a  successor  is  needed.  i  don't  want  to  leave  them  without  any  advice,  you  know?" probably  a  morbid  thought.  but  when  you  see  the  spirits  everywhere  you  go?  kind  of  a  unavoidable  one. "she's  only  about  three  and  a  half...feet." sethan  says  with  a  nod  of  his  head. "she  does  have  her  own  room  though.  that's  mostly  because  both  her  and  my  cat  are  a  diva." sethan  says  with  a  fond  roll  of  his  eyes.

          "As a healer myself, I'll have to keep that in mind for when it's applicable." He replies, eyes on Sethan as they head towards his cabin. It doesn't take much to imagine being on the other side of a situation like that, only in Arya's head it's much more dire. "Excitement. Yeah, lets call it that."

Sethan's playful wink earns him a shrug from Arya. "I'm not familiar with everybody's abilities yet, but if there was a spell for it, I feel like you'd know it before I did." His casual energy doesn't change with the mention of Sethan's snake, instead, he just gives another shrug of his broad shoulders. "When you say 'pet snake', how big are we talkin'? Does it fit in a standard size terrarium? Or does she have her own room?"

[deathscn]

      the kiss was getting heated. as the two of them explored each other. one of winter's hand's moving up to cup the man's face, wanting it to be closer to him, while the other was touching his stomach, feeling the ridges of the man's muscles. the moment may have been thanks to the alcohol, but winter didn't complain. he parted his lips, wanting the man to explore more, moving closer so that they would be able to do so.

Arya matches Winter’s energy effortlessly, pairing the shorter man’s hunger with that of his own. He deepens the kiss, excitedly licking into the man’s mouth and exploring that warm, wet cavern with his tongue. His hands explore too, going from gripping Winter’s chin to resting against the column of his throat like a necklace. He tugs him closer, free hand pressing against the small of his back. 

[godling-jesse]

It was impossible not to get lost in the moment. As Arya's hips rutted up into him, Jesse couldn't hold back a needful groan. He could already feel the man under him start to harden, which only seemed to spur the sun demigod on even more. He continued to roll his hips back, riding Arya's crotch in slow, deliberate waves. He could feel his own cock start to liven up the more friction they created. It was the eye contact that really seemed to magnify the moment. Those dark, beautiful pools of brown had Jesse ensnared.

The venturing fingers along his thighs were more than welcome. He found himself spreading his thighs a bit more to give Arya easier access to whatever the fuck he wanted. "Oh I'm more than willing to put in the work," and he was. At that point his cock was rock hard in his shorts, pressed between their bodies. As those wondering hands finally found his ass, he smirked at the question. "The answer is all of it. Always all of it," he responded, before finally giving in. He leaned in and caught Arya's lips with his own in a deep, slow kiss. He wanted this to last.

Directly looking into Jesse’s eyes and watching the lusty shift within them has a subtle smirk playing on his lips. The weight in his lap is a welcome surprise. Arya’s breathing deepens as Jesse gets close, and he can feel it rolling off of the demigod in waves. Not just desire, but heat. The teeth at his ear sends a surge of energy to his dick, it pulses eagerly underneath the demigod. He rolls his hips upward to meet Jesse grind for grind.

Arya's hands settle just above Jesse’s knees and squeeze before they start to travel their way up. "Tempting... part of me wants to see just how much work you're willing to do." His thumbs press into the inner part of his thighs as they push forward like a massage, riding the wave of smooth skin, slipping under the hem of Jesse's shorts. He runs his hands along the curve of this thighs until his fingers are now gripping Jesse's ass.  "The other part wants to see how much you can take."

[harleymaguire]

“now i sure hope you’re not going to tell anyone about my little slice of heaven here, or else there might be trouble.” despite his words sounding vaguely threatening, there was a teasing tone in the son of hera’s voice. “oh i’m enjoying the view that i have right now,” ever the flirt, harley smirked at his fellow godling, eyes dragging over his gorgeous body, taking in every last inch of him, before he pushed himself onto his knees in the water his thick, long shaft coming out of the water once more for the other to see, he began to slowly crawl closer on his knees to the absolute god of a man, dick swinging back and forth every move he made. “i’m also trying to enjoy that beautiful body of yours. one such as that deserves to be appreciated and who better to appreciate it than me?” he asked like it was the most obvious thing in the world, as he approached the man, moving to sit in his lap, his ass pressed down against his bulge and his arms wrapping around his neck. “now that’s better, isn’t it? we can appreciate each other better now.”

Arya would be a fool if he were to try and deny it. Harley is just as magnetizing as he is attractive. Even Arya's slightly darkening gaze can't help but to trail across the expanse of strapping shoulders, down his water-slick broad chest, and along a ripped torso that anybody on campus would be jealous of. Not to mention all the wonders he could discover hidden beneath the surface of the water. The smirk on Harley's lips stirs something up in Arya too, and as a result, the corners of his own mouth start to lift as well.

"You're definitely right about that. It is nice." But there's something in the demigod's tenor voice that suggests he isn't just talking about the comfort of the water. When he feels that foot grazing against his leg, he follows suit, dragging one of his own toes up the side of Harley's calf. See, the thing about the mention of eye candy is that Arya's brain focuses on the 'candy' part—and candy can't really be enjoyed unless it's put on the tongue and tasted. "Oh yeah?" His question comes out with a hint of a flirty purr. "Is there anything else you're tryna enjoy?"

[deathscn]

                   when he heard a voice come from nearby, winter didn't realize that the man was there. a bit of a barrier hiding him, but now that he was in the water, he was in clear sight. he smiled at him, however, as he sat there, water warming him up, taking away all the stress that his muscles had. it really was the perfect feeling.

the son of hades shifted, getting closer to the other, the barrier no longer between them. he nodded at what he said, knowing exactly what he meant. ❛ honestly, i wouldn't blame you. the first time i stepped in the water, i never felt more C O M F O R T A B L E . and i love how hot it feels. it truly is the way to go after a hard quest. ❜ he admitted.

         "I know, right?" Arya mumbles. A growing smirk settles onto his damp facial features as he turns to take in Winter's comfortable position. Whether Winter noticed Arya already in the water or not is his business, but Arya sure did notice him. From the gorgeous mess of curls atop his head to the perfect cut of those abs revealed with the release of his shirt... and everything else after that, too.

For the most part, Arya had been enjoying the consistent rumble and roil of the water lulling his stress dense muscles into a state of blissful relaxation. He'd forgone his own shorts earlier as well, the freedom of being completely bare adding to the relaxation of the spring. "Part of me is willing to risk getting dehydrated just because I want to stay in here all day."

[deathscn]

       winter chuckled. it was interesting, how the past quests have gone. each one giving him more knowledge and growth out of it. he started off not wanting to get close to any of them. they were all strangers to him. but a few of the demigods were rubbing off him, getting closer to a few of them. but that also meant it would be a struggle knowing that any of them could be in danger. last thing he wanted was to lose anyone.

eyes shifted over to look at arya. even though he was new, he knew that soon he'd end up going to a quest of his own, and he was curious how well he'd end up doing it. he laughed at the mention of meeting the minotaur. " well, it be cool if the minotaur didn't want to bash your head. but i do wish the minotaur was chill. it be cool to actually talk to them. even though half the creatures we meet are scary as fuck, they are still so cool, seeing that they are actually real. " winter admitted.

winter looks down at the water and he lets his hand float on top. " yea, doing one on one combats with some of the bigger dudes, not fun. i am curious how it'd be when i actually team up with someone, " he smiled. " so, what kind of powers do you have? " winter asked.

"I'll take your word for it." The laugh that escapes Winter has him holding a small smile too. While he doesn't know what to expect out of his first quest, he does know that there is a possibility that he comes out of it seriously traumatized. If he comes out of it at all.

Arya leans his head slightly, eyebrow climbing his forehead. It will still take some time for him to get used to people casually talking about stuff that could be read in a fantasy novel. The thought of 'quests' makes more sense to him than the existence of half-men/half-bulls walking around. Hell, he's still getting used to his own magic and the way the warmth of the stars pulses through his own fingers. "Yeah? Now that I think about it, a minotaur'd be interesting to meet. That's one hell of a something to cross off a bucket list." A nod as he takes in the info anyway. Whether Winter thinks it's good advice or not, Arya considers it better than nothing. "Good to know. I'm good with magic. It seems like it works best in a supportive way though, so working together would probably be better for me anyway."

[deathscn]

      when the other commented on it, he laughed. the quest definitely was not something he thought would end up having him thrown from a dust storm. he looked over at arya, giving him a nod. ❛ it doesn't, ❜ he admits. ❛ trust me. ❜

finding out that the other hadn't been on a quest yet, winter shrugged. ❛ going to be plenty of them, i fear. i know a few guys that went to four, maybe even five of them already. i'll wait patiently for more, and hope they aren't as crazy as the last. ❜ he said. ❛ although, i wouldn't mind meeting a M I N O T A U R again. maybe this time around it won't try to kill me. ❜

winter smiled when the other asked for tips. he was the last person to give advice, but he shook his head. ❛ just, make sure you're on your a game. it's better to work together than work on your own, but sometimes you can't help it. what are you ?? are you a fighter, better with a sword, or are you good with magic ?? ❜

“That doesn’t sound like fun. Well, unless you’re into that.” Arya shrugs. He spreads his arms along the ledge on his side of the spring, sinking down a little further until the water fully submerges his chest. He keeps his gaze on Winter though, there’s some analysis in his expression. Just as the other has some curiosity about Arya, he can’t help but share the sentiment. 

The answer itself is an easy one. "Not yet." Arya says with another shrug. He's been preparing himself for his time out in the field, though technically they all have been, but he also has a feeling that it'll be nothing like training. If there's one thing Arya is not a fan of, it's stepping into the middle of something feeling unprepared. "I could use some pro-tips if you got 'em."

[deathscn]

       winter had already been to a couple of quest by now. some were definitely better than others. the last one got him fully dirty, and filled with sand, and he was thankful when he came back, he got himself clean. but he needed the heat of the water. his muscles relaxing more and more the longer he was there.

curiosity peaked his I N T E R E S T on the other godling. there were so many at the camp, and he wanted to get to know everyone. and it was easier whenever he was alone with them. ❛ it was, yea. i'm glad too. last thing i need is to be whipped around like a rag doll, ❜ he chuckled. ❛ so–– have you've been on a quest yet, yourself ?? ❜

"Maybe so." A laugh colors his response. It leaves a smile still resting comfortably on his handsome features just as his body rests comfortably in the steamy water. While he'd travelled a lot and been in many a hot spring, he by no means would consider himself a connoisseur. Not that he'll be giving that information up any time soon.

Hearing the details of the quest have him more intrigued than he leads on. If he can help it, he wishes to know as much about the missions before going on his first. However, Arya is also very aware of how naked they are beneath the surface of the water. "Intense. Huh." He murmurs thoughtfully, turning to look at Winter once more. "Glad you made it out of there."

[harleymaguire]

when harley had found out that there was a sauna and hot springs here at the camp, it quickly became his favourite place to go and just relax, since finding out he was the spawn of the queen of the gods, his life had suddenly become very stressful and this seemed to be one of the few things that seemed to destress him. well, this and things of a sexual nature. “oh you like the view, huh?” harley asked, glancing down at his own naked body in the water, a smirk starting to form on the edges of his pretty lips. he knew how hot he looked, but he loved hearing how hot he was from someone that was as drop dead gorgeous as this man. “well, how about you come over here and join me then you and i can make an even better view?” he shot him a wink, pink tongue dipping out and wetting his lower lip as he watched the man begin to strip off clothes and what a free show it was. “told you it was nice, didn’t i? even nicer now that i got some nice eyecandy to enjoy it with.” he teased with a wink, his foot nudging the other godlings leg.

Working out seems to be one of the few things that stays normal at camp. It's nice to have been given one of his favorite earthly tethers to hold on to since the big change. "Not sure yet, man. The view is pretty nice from where I stand." Arya tugs off his pump cover and tosses it on the driest table with a smirk. His hard body is still slick with sweat from his workout. 4 inch inseam swim shorts cling to his thighs. 

Similarly to Harley, things had taken a turn for the most interesting for the son of Asteria. He’d always been a numbers guy. He always took pride in being able to read a budget report of tangible information rather than some flighty, seemingly unreliable birth chart. But drinking ambrosia was no walk in the park, he felt like he’d ingested a liquified supernova—with a burn that still lingers in his bones. 

He would be foolish not to join the man, so he frees himself too, sending his shorts to join the shirt before sinking into the bubbling water. "Whew." Thick chest heaves, long exhale leaving him. "That does feel nice."