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"Oh. All right darlin" Cassidy said simply with a little nod, though his head did tilt to the side just a touch at the whispered last word. The cowboy shifted in his seat a little as he just...listened, and let his brother spill exactly what was on his mind. There was a raise of his eyebrows at the mention of the other kissing someone and then going down on his brother later. It took some genuine effort to force the image that appeared in his mind away. Samson's lips wrapped around a cock- those bright sparkling eyes looking up at you, the hungry little moan he'd make and that bare body on display for him, lips dripping with precome and spit, the teasing bright smile he'd have- Cassidy reached up to scratch at his cheek as he pushed those images away to the back of his mind. Clearly, the few days away had made the heart grow fonder or something. He did manage to refocus his attention on his brother, however. "You don't sound crazy, little sun." He pointed out as he reached a hand out to the squeeze at Samson's shoulder. "You're right. This place can be like...a lightning in a bottle. Intense. Unruly. One second we're fighting for our lives and the next second we're just..taking those moments second by second. The whiplash alone is enough to make you make some wild choices. It's hard to say grounded." He pointed out before went on to address the others' words proper. " You're allowed to feel connected to people, you know? Hell, I'd argue it's needed. Like my hand and my gun, you know? There's gotta be certain trust there. So...connecting with people is like that. Gets you comfortable with the guy at your back. And when you're connected to someone...you wanna feel em physically?" He finished with a little crooked smirk. "So does the guy know? That you blew this guys brother?" He pointed out with a little brush of his hand down the others arm before it dropped away. "Or are you concerned it will like...make the situation more of a mess?"

Cassidy was - right. Samson had a preference to the other being present in the cabin rather than not, while his brother had only been gone for a few days there was a very strong and notable feeling of absence.

"No I'm not a-" he thinks I'm pretty? "virgin." Why did he whisper that?

Not one to kiss and tell, Samson supposed omitting some names was fair, right? "I'm just... Confused, I guess. There's someone I like, really like... and we kissed... but there's a problem therein that I went down on his brother a couple days before." Samson winced, having said the words out loud only now for the first time. "It was after the Thunderdome and I was upset over what happened with Merrick and he was there and... so incredibly hot and way nicer than I was expecting and-" He had to look at Cassidy to see if his brother was keeping up. "I don't know-" Samson sat down finally, slumping down next to Cassidy. "I think I'm having a hard time reconciling my feelings, we risk our lives... We live on top of each other... Share all our meals... train... fight. It's hard not feeling connected to people and when I feel connected to someone I want to-" Samson blushed. "Do I sound crazy?"

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Cassidy had seemingly been honest with his words as he leaned back against his seat, as he seemingly had pulled clothes out of his drawers and thrown them on. He was wearing a tartan button-up shirt with the top few buttons undone to show off his chest in that usual careful way that Cassidy had perfected and those usual faded old jeans that seemed like he'd had them for years. He was leaning one arm back against the back of the seat when Samson finally strolled towards his door and his side of the cabin. The cowboy's eyes raised up as Samson dived into the topic without any preamble.

"All right, little sun. You're gonna have to take a few steps back and explain that, yeah? Which part of those...situations are you...struggling with?" He said carefully as he reached a hand up to scratch under his chin.

"Like the interpersonal stuff or the physical? ... I wouldn't have pegged ya for a prettiest virgin around but hey, if that's the starting block. I just gotta know." Cassidy drawled with a wicked little smirk to show he was teasing.

"And hey, this situation an't much for normal, sometimes ya just gotta remember that." Cassidy pointed out as he made a point to push the chair across from him towards Samson with his foot as an invitation. "And whatever it is, I promise it an't that bad, little sun."

@sunshinesandloves location: Apollo Cabin, Cassidy's version notes: :shycat: emoji :itspee: emoji

Cassidy's side of the cabin couldn't have been more different than his own, walking from one to the other felt like traveling between two completely different eras. Pockets out of time, but that Apollonian comfort was consistent across the board. A love of the sun seemed to be the one thing that the two of them shared.

"So... I guess I should preface this by saying... I have no idea what I'm doing." Samson started immediately upon entering; he'd probably tried and failed to look like he had everything all figured out and while he was quite smart, there were still some things he was trying to wrap his head around. "Like - sort of at all, especially with guys and especially in situations like... well, here." Where everyone was hot, mostly single, and potentially interested? Samson had a big, for lack of a better word, heart and he'd come to find that caring for the people here, fighting beside them, fighting for them - it was impossible to not feel something. It wasn't what had him so annoyed, but it was certainly connected.

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Cassidy smirked against the others thigh as those legs closed a bit around his head and the others moans reached his ears- his cock giving another throb between his legs at the sound. He was rather adoring, making the younger man moan like that, the pretty gasp that escaped him when he gave him a new sensation to experience was just far too fun for the cowboy. "Do ya now kid?" Cassidy's country accent floated up at the others he brushed his lips against that thigh again but his eyes did dip to that aching, untouched cock of the younger mans. Perhaps he had tortured the poor boy long enough.

"Rather hot to hear you beg." He pointed out as he leaned forward, Evan's leg sliding a bit on Cassidy's shoulder as he did it. A hand did finally curl around the base of Evan's cock however. Tilting his head up between Evan's legs to finally let that cock rest against his cheek with a smirk playing along the cowboys face. His tongue dragging up the underside before playing over the head. The time for teasing torture was over, it seemed as Cassidy's lips curled around the thick head and sank his mouth down that cock with a pleased, rather happy hum. He adored blowing Evan and he wasn't even going to pretend he didn't.

𝚁𝙴𝙿𝙻𝚈𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝚃𝙾 𝙰𝚂𝙺 𝙼𝙴𝙼𝙴: @sunshinesandloves

Evan has had causal sex before, certain sorority women who are too focused on their studies to have boyfriend but need some good sex, Evan was the go-to guy, it was hard to say no to the beautiful ladies. This was different, the fact that Evan was so fucking turned on right now and knowing that after they're finished they're going to act like they didn't just fuck like wild animals and hang out as bros, it was hot. Evan pushed it's thicker thighs up more, the bottom of his ass resting against Cassidy's shoulders, legs spread out a bit more and giving Cassidy more access to everything, it was heavenly and he wanted more. He was breathless, looking down at the other, the warm sun baking their skin, the birds chirping and the noises from camp not to far away, Evan was never one to have sex publicly, but he was also getting very turned on by this, that anyone can stumble upon them. But as he looked around to check if the coast was clear, Cassidy started to suck on his thighs, bruising them, Evan tensed, legs closing a bit from the sudden shift, but his moans exposed how much he liked it, " F-Fuck," He rolled his head back, hands gripping at the grass, knowing better than to grab his cock and ruin whatever teasing Cassidy was doing, " I need your mouth dude."

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Honestly, it felt like lately that Eden would turn around, and there was a new demi-god among the camp. They even stood out among the nymphs and satyrs that populated the camp, so Eden found himself stepping up behind the latest member of this little band of heroes. Eden smiled lightly as he saw the newcomer turn to meet him, his eyes flicking over the older man with a tilt of his head.

"I could lie to you and say it doesn't give you mental whiplash every time the words leave your lips, but that would be a lie." Eden mused lightly as he took a few steps forward before he held his hand in greeting of the other.

"Eden." Even if it still felt weird to use his actual name instead of his...working title. "Son of Aphrodite," He added in almost familiar response to the other's title.

"You settling in all right? I know between the whole god thing, the brother thing and the saving the world thing that it can be sort of an utter mindfuck." Eden pointed out as let his eyes flick over the older man's body before back to his eyes.

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Forty-two years old and here Callum found himself, the new kid at camp. Granted, these circumstances were anything but mundane. Just a week or so ago, he'd answered the call of Hermes that brought him here; yet another unexpected development in his life. With all the uncertainty in his line of work lately, how he felt increasingly obsolete and redundant...

Maybe this would be the way he could best enact some change in the world, even if most would never know it. What else was new.

But for now, he could enjoy the cooling waters of this lake around his feet at sundown, feeling the burgeoning summer around him... and then, an unknown visitor behind him.

"Oh, hello," he says, turning to greet them. "Almost forgot there were others here for a moment. I'm Callum... child of Hermes, I suppose. Does that ever start feeling less weird to say...?"

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Cassidy just let that moment extend between them as Samon blushed that deep red and stared at him. Not willing to break the silence first till the other finally spoke. He wasn't entirely sure what went though his brothers head then- how could he? Still it felt like something of a personal moment all the same.

"Aw, darlin. You look cute with a blush. An't the worst state in the world to leave ya in." He pointed out, chuckling lightly, as his hand dropped down to hook his thumb into the belt loop of his pants. Which were staying on, at least for now. If only because the other hadn't seemed to eager about the idea of him losing them. 'Well I an't with the book smart. So metaphors can sort of run wild with me." He agreed without hesitation. More than aware of his own flaws. "Of course, darlin." He said with a smirk that dug into his cheek and a little click of his tongue. "Brother-roommate sounds about right to call us," Cassidy agreed as he scrunched up his nose a little - it was new waters to be swimming in with that sort of relationship. A smile danced along Cassidy's lips at the two-pronged compliment of being called down-to-earth and confident.

There's a little intake of breath and a roll of his shoulder at that question. "Well, I grew up with seven sisters- sort of gotta be confident in that sort of situation. Get a voice and use it. Big families can be a joy as much as a struggle sometimes. You learn that the best thing to control is the ground below you. Everything else is easier after that- You can't think of six different ways something might end or you freak yourself out. You only have to know two things. Who you are- you have that strong sense of self and that you have this moment in front of you. After that it takes a lot to hurt you." He said simply.

"Granted if I knew you were out there- perhaps I wouldn't have felt quite alone some nights." He loved his sisters and his mother but it was still...a lot to grow up as the only boy in the house.

Samson blinked slowly, like Cassidy’s words had knocked a few too many thoughts loose all at once and he was still trying to catch them as they floated off. For a moment, all he could do was stare - flushed but visibly trying not to be - until he huffed out a breath and dropped his gaze with a hand rubbed across the back of his neck.

"Blushing... Probably, knowing me." The nickname felt good, unique, serving something that further bloomed the pinkening skin over his chest. Blushing and probably too stunned to speak, possibly running for the hills - if not chasing a look or two ahead of time.

“That metaphor was a tragedy,” he said, voice light but a little uneven. But his mouth curved, unwillingly fond. “Still... thank you.” The words were quiet, genuine, not rushed - but delivered in Samson's characteristically warm cadence. "I'm still trying to figure out how I fit into all this, it's nice having a brother- roommate-?" It felt weird calling Cassidy his brother because Samson didn't think he'd look at a brother like that. "That seems so down to earth." The absolute nightmare fuel that would have been Samson ending up sharing a cabin with some frat boy.

"You're so... confident," Samson observed, "where does that come from?" Maybe he could drum up a little inspiration for himself, if Cassidy had any words of wisdom.

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"An't more certain than anything in my life." Cassidy shot back without missing a beat. "Name a time darlin- happy to keep ya captive for a little while." As if he was going to turn down that sort fun little power trip. Cassidy's head tilted towards that soft intimate touch to his cheek as his eyes didn't break from the other's gaze. "That an't true at all, you deserve all the sweetness in the world. Sweeter than honey darlin. I am just trying to give you some of what you're worth." There wasn't a hint of doubt in the southern accent.

Though let's the topic drop a bit as the other moved back to his gun. "Of course you'd get excited about visiting some university library." Cassidy chuckled at that- you could take the professor out of the university, but you'd never ruin that love of em, it seemed. "Well, the old sheriff didn't exactly leave much writing about the gun- just what he did with it. So an't know words about fancy Latin. He didn't even mention where the gun came from. Just that he had it." Cassidy said with a little shrug of his shoulder. For once in his life wishing he could provide a little more information about his own family history beyond the tall tales his grandparents had told.

There's an easy smile as the other moved his hand up to those lips, enjoying that soft kiss to his knuckles. "You asked. " As if it were that simple. "Ah. I did.." Cassidy shifted from his place, leaning against the table as he moved around Ezequiel to press up behind him. A hand dropping to hold the others hip as he tugged him back against his chest firmly, his crotch pressing into the others ass. Easily letting the other feel that bulge as he raised his other hand to tease down the other's arm to brush his fingers against the hand holding the gun.

"You gotta think of the gun as a lover- darlin. Some light pressure is all it takes. You know? That trigger will go off faster than you'd think." He teased into the others ear. "Firm grip but not too tight. Hand as steady as you can make it..." He let his fingers slip between Ezequiel's near the trigger.

"You gotta treat her right, and then she'll never fail you." Cassidy's voice was hot against the others neck as he pressed his finger down to move Ezequiel's till the gun clicked- the trigger hitting on anything as the chamber was empty.

"Well that's lesson one at least."

Ezequiel chuckles, "You sound so certain about that..." He muses, grinning at the cowboy from where he stands, gun still in hand. "Might need to see those knots later." He had made quite nice progress building ropes out of his webs. Perhaps he could make Cassidy a lasso? That could prove interesting.

"You're all too sweet, you beautiful boy," he whispered, reaching to caress his cheek, thumb dragging down towards his chin.

He's all too focused on the matter at hand though, however distracting Cassidy proves, he is rather fascinated about the words engraved in the gun. "You do indeed, curious, isn't it?" He smiled at him, "Maybe we should visit, they have great libraries."

"The sight... perhaps there is more to it. An interest in your bloodline, or perhaps a blessing?" He said softly, turning the gun under the light once more. "Of course it could all just be a coincidence. Not sure how popular latin was back in the old west but it is possible the phrase made sense for your family back then."

He let grabbed Cassidy's hands, taking it to his lips. "Thank you for letting me see this." He pressed a gentle kiss against the knuckles. "I believe you wanted to teach me how to shoot it though, not just dive into family history."

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"A man of taste, then." Eden said without missing the beat as he dropped his body against the kitchen island. He could feel those eyes on his body, that was something of a skill he'd had, even more his mother's godly gifts. He knew when he sparked a little moment of desire. Eden's hands shifted back against the table islt as he seemed to show off even more, letting his muscles flex under his tight shirt. "Well I do like to think I make good choices from time time." It's an easy joke as he tilted his head over the other. "Why do I get the feeling that happens more often than you'd admit?" The tease was playful as before gave a little nod at those words.

"Hungry enough and honestly- who am I to turn down a meal made by a beautiful man? I am merely only human after all." Eden's voice floated over at the other before pausing. "Well, I was human. I guess now I'm a demi-god." He added with a little squint in the air. He wasn't entirely sure how that worked really. He pushed off the islt and took a few steps closer.

"Do you need any help? I think can handle some chopping or something. Though you clearly have some more talent in this than I do." He pointed out with a little nod to the chicken.

While he didn't know most of the camp yet, thanks to how much he tended to focus on his studying, Arthur wouldn't forget a face as beautiful as Eden's. That strong jawline and features and beautiful eyes, he easily stood out in the crowd of demigods who showed up with him that faithful night. Beyond that, the only thing the son of Athena knew about him was that he came with those two twinks from New York City. Were they all an item? He hadn't thought to investigate much.

"It was the first thing I found, truthfully I'd prefer some roast beef." he said, his grey eyes fixated on the other's body for a moment. He certainly sauntered like one would expect from a child of Aphrodite, though his eyes moved back up. "Steak and red wine does sound excellent, though." he said, it wasn't lost on him that Eden was checking him out as well. "Yeah, I lost track of time." Arthur said as he started to cook.

"Are you hungry, handsome?"

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Eden's eyes were returning the favour as his eyes flicked down Stanis body with suck of his cheek. Though his gaze did move to the giggling Nymphs, with a soft laugh that danced musically from his lips. "It's something of a gift, I'll admit." Because he wasn't going to pretend he wasn't aware of those eyes on him or the whisper words about the 'hammer" of his cock that had been the center of his public facing career for quite of a few years by this point. Even under Stanis gaze he seemed to be putting on something of a show- the way his legs spread open a little more to off that healthy amount of inches between his legs as they ran down his body and the way his bicep flexed as he moved a hand up to run along the back of the hot springs. Showing off every perfect inch of himself as if it was second nature.

"Certainly am. Always enjoyed being...the one under the spotlight," Eden agreed easily as he felt a smirk dig into his cheek at those last words. "Oh, if we were anywhere else I'm sure I would have an avalanche of angry clients demanding to know why you were picked for such a special gift and they weren't" Eden wasn't at all shy about his escort or porn work. Not when it disarmed as much as it charmed. His eyes flicked over that handsome face once more- "Imagine how jealous they'd be if you were allowed to touch for free as well?" Eden's flirtatious tone danced off his golden tongue as he let that offer hang in the air. If the other took him up on it- they could always do names and the more boring dance later- why not have some fun to burn the stress of the camp away first?

Exploring the camp was a slow process, one often interrupted by the discovery of drachma coins or various lost and buried treasures that he frankly had little use for. It was novel enough he wasn't annoyed, but not so much it excited him still. Add to it the questions hanging over his head every minute of every day since he took the ambrosia...

He felt ready to soak in some hot water, and maybe get a goddamn masseuse if those were a thing around here. Of course, he should have expected to find a naked camper.

Stanis shook his head, bare foot feeling the water as he let the towel he took fall down, eyes running across the exposed body of the man looking at him. "You seem to like attracting attention." He concluded, shooting a look at the Nymphs, unlike his companion they did not seem tempted to hang around to watch him naked.

He had that effect sometimes. "Then again, you're used to captivating an audience, aren't you?" His gaze wasn't shy or contained as it ran across the other's exposed body. Stanis was seldom shy when it came to these things. "I'm sure some would be jealous I'm getting it for free, though."

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Eden wasn't too surprised that there was someone actually in the hot springs. Between the last few missions and everyone sort of settling into actually living something of a life here, it was almost impossible not to run into one another doing...pretty much anything outside, just locking yourself in your room. The lack of any peeping eyes was a pleasant surprise, even if he'd usually deal with it by putting on a flirty smile and a few dirty comments. Eden put his clothes and bag on the nearest bench outside the hot springs before throwing a towel over his shoulder and strolling towards the hot springs. There wasn't a hint of shame about his own nudity, that infamous cock swinging between his legs with every stop. And honestly, he'd learned already at this camp that nudity was almost expected.

His voice rang out a quick hello as he moved into the hot springs proper, and was only met with the oh so pretty sight of a naked and relaxing Kovi. They'd talked a few times and bonded a little over the shared powers of knowing a perhaps more about someone they should, but other than that, they hadn't connected too much. And honestly, a little nude bonding was what the escort was best at.

"Last I saw, half of them were at the food hall and the others were making grunt noises in the training room." Eden quipped with a little drop of his towel over some rocks before he took those steps into the water- every inch of his body on display for Kovi as he moved into the steam before shifting back against the rocks across from the other demi-god.

"Better enjoy the silence while you can, Kovi. Pretty sure half of them will be heading her in a good hour or so." He teased as he reached a hand up to rest under his head with a soft gentle hum.

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there hadn't been much response when he'd offered the hot springs for people to join him. that's okay, maybe it was the wrong time or maybe people were doing other things. he went regardless.

at this time, the hot springs were vacant. he barely saw any satyrs or nymphs around these parts, usually they'd be trying to catch a glimpse of a naked demigod. he doesn't think much of it as he strips down, peeling himself out of his clothes. he folds them and stacks them along with his towel and bag. slowly, he wades into the hot springs until he sinks down with the bubbling water at his chin.

he lets out a sigh, the near jet like pressure of the water massaging his aching limbs, a palm to every bruise both seen and unseen. his eyes close, his head tilts back, and he feels like he can actually relax. that is, until he hears a voice. he doesn't tense, not necessarily, but he sits up a little straighter, eyes opening to see the direction they might be coming. he calls out, "there's no one here but me, not sure where everyone's at but the water feels good."

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"You know, I could always handle the whispering- always helped me find more clients. " Though he was more than aware that perhaps he handled such a thing better than most would in his place. His position as a tennis trainer at the country club was something a helpful cover story for those who knew the open secret of his true services. Sometimes people just needed to tell their husband or wife that they were hitting a ball on a tennis court instead of getting railed in a hotel room. "I've always been at adapting at those sorts of changes but even this sort of tests my limits." Gods and monsters of myth. Eden's smirk doesn't falter for a moment, however. "And I am ever so grateful that I have them here- some of my favorite boys. What a blessing." There was no attempt to hide the affection in his voice as he moved his body to rest next to the other.

Thankfully, he didn't have to wait too long before Skylar found a familiar place in his lap. Eden's hands moved steadily along the other's body, a light exploratory movement over his fingers over those faint oh so pretty scales on the skin of the other. It was interesting to see the change those parental gifts had forced upon them. Though this one in particular just made Skylar look all the more beautiful in Eden's eyes.

"I think we should hedge bets on a lot of those being some sort of version of true. Even if it's long forgotten half truths. I wonder if our parents even remember what really happened. Time is funny like that." he pointed out as he moved his hand down to brush along the others hip before taking a more firm grasp of the others ass. Eden's smirk getting sharper as the others hand wrapped around his cock, the mighty length already starting to thicken eagerly under such a simple touch.

"Nice to have a bit of familiarity here. Like a port in a storm." Eden agreed easily as he moved his free hand up to brush his knuckles against the other's jawline. "And you know you can always climb between the sheets with me when it all gets...too much, pretty boy."

Skylar knew he was hot. He still however liked to looked the way Eden was looking at him. It was far from the first time they had been in this situation so he knew what angles to show off. How to bend his leg so the arch of his ass was just the way the other liked it. The steam and low light catching the translucent scales on his body making it seem like he was sparkling as he dipped into the pool. He didn't sit next to man cause he knew he would slide over and that was more fun for Skylar. To make Eden want him before giving it up.

"I do miss the perks but it is nice not having people whispering about you," he did fell more relaxed now in the camp even if he had learned that his father wasn't his real father. "and you still have your cute little things to look at." He watched the other shift in the pool. Eyes following the hand below the water catching the others endowment with a smile. The grin on his face growing wider as the hand was on his chest and the other taking the space next to him. Skylar shifted in his own seat. Moving so he was on the mans lap his own hand moving across Eden's well built abs. "you never really consider if those stories are true i always assumed they where made up but here we are about to be heroes in out own epic tale. " He let out a small chuckle "I however like to think all the men i left pinning for me was very consequential." His hand dipped lower in the water resting on the mans hip as he placed more of weight against him as they talked. As much as he liked to tease he knew was giving Eden whatever he wanted tonight so why act coy. His fingers wrapping around the mans cock surprised no one. "I think i am but i do have you and Quinn here so i'm not missing much from back home."

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Eden doesn't particularly care if it was playing dirty or not when it came to that soft pink magic floating into the other as he touched him. In this way, he could tell it slipped into the others' senses and sent them into overdrive. He'd never had an issue telling if Quinn was enjoying himself in the past; this was like...being some sort of incubus, being able to feel that pleasure, being able to taste it as if it was the finest meal he'd ever have. He kisses Quinn like he's starving for him as he feels those lips part for him, and his tongue dives into the younger man's. There's a smirk even now against those lips at that needy little moan that Quinn gives as another wave of that pleasurable magic hits him. The universe was rewarding him by giving those gifts or at least that was something he was mentally telling himself. He'd always enjoyed sex, but this was like discovering a whole different sun in a whole different universe than the sex he'd enjoyed outside the camp, even with someone as talented as Quinn.

When that kiss breaks, Eden let out a barely there hiss as those nails scratch along his skin and he gasped lightly- more than away he could melt those marks away later with his powers now. He can feel how hard his own cock was- thick and eager between his legs just mere moments after hearing those pretty moans. Though- that had always happened with Quinn. the other had sparked his senses like a firework the moment they met.

"Oh come on- just showing off a few new tricks for you, pretty boy. I thought you'd enjoy them." He teased his words against the other's jawline.

His hand moves down along the other's hip to take a possessive hold of those perky cheeks, giving it a squeeze before his fingers dip down further to tease between those cheeks with a talented finger, teasing over that perfectly tight hole.

"Imagine what it will feel like when I'm inside you, my pretty little dove. The feeling of me holding you down as I fuck you." He added as he moved his head down along the others jawline to find the small of his neck to press a kiss and a little harsh bite into skin. Letting the power enhance those touches as well.

At the spoken invitation there's no hesitation left. It's familiar movements, a practice ease between the pair. They've done this countless times in a number of places. It was easy and rhythmic, yet every time left the boy wanting more. Wanting to feel. Wanting to ache. Wanting to be ruined. It was something he craved as much as air, that spark of life. When everything else was always so boring. So stilted. Life painted a monotone grey, it was moments like this that finally added some color to the world.

Rough hands squeeze into his hip, bruising his tender skin as he's all but lifted into Eden's lap. His own arms wrap around the man's shoulders, fingers trailing along broad shoulders as nails graze against the milky white skin. Their lips connect, the older man's tongue pressing against Quinn's until the boy is opening up eagerly. The slip of the muscle licking along the roof of his mouth is timed perfectly with a sudden wave of pleasure. It brings out a disgustingly needy moan from the brat as his back arches. Hips pressing down as he grinds against his lover, he needs, he needs, and he wants, and he needs!

Breaking from the kiss he's panting, desperate and needy. Quinn's hands still clawing at the other's back, and hips writhing wantonly as he tries to find purchase against the steel rod slotted between his cheeks. Eyes blinking rapidly as his pupils are blown wide in euphoric bliss, his vision is hazy yet the man beneath him is so clear. It's all he can see, and yet all he needs. This was different, it was more, so much more! That's when it clicks, and with rapid realization he knows what the other is doing.

"Rude... Nnnngh f-fuck... E-Eden t-that's playing dirty!"

He hisses as the ache grows stronger, he needs to be fucked and he needs to be fucked now!

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Cassidy frowned at those words about the mention of his father. He wasn't the most clued in when it came to the gods' myths, let alone his own father's. He was tempted to point out that the other shouldn't worry so much about where he might land, but...well, it's not like he knew the other's life all that much.

"What did he mention?" Because that was easier to focus on. Besides, perhaps it meant something was connecting him beyond the obvious. "I didn't exactly ask my father as many questions as I should have- I guess. It wasn't exactly the time he said. Just sort of mentioned he loved my parents. Both of em. So... " He shifted his weight from one foot to the other.

“All the above,” he answered quickly, “it’s part of why I have to look before I leap. I might lose a foot if I land on the wrong thing." It had only happened once, the scar on his back was a good enough reminder to make sure it didn’t happen again. But Adrian had no problem talking about it now- it was just another part of himself to embrace.

“My father never talked about my mother. But he also wasn’t much of a talker.” Maybe that’s where he got it from, if not directly from Artemis and her preference for animals over people. “He did mention something once that makes me think he met both of them. Your dad and my mom.”

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"Oh, come on, darlin'. What kills ya makes you stronger right? If I survive the strange jar of alcohol, I can survive anything. I think that's a medical fact right there." That southern accent made no attempt to hide the fact that Cassidy was very clearly joking. A tongue swiping along his lower lip as he gave another chuckle.

"Well, the other people are the ones we're meant to be shooting, as far as I understand it." The cowboy pointed out as he scratched under his chin, squinting into the bright blue sky above them, as if there was some sort of actual confusion about it all.

His eyes do dip down long enough to spy the way the other peeked at his jeans. Cassidy gave a little click of his tongue as he shifted on the deck again, and his eyes met Samson's without a hint of hesitation. "Nah. In this heat, I'm liable to pull the XXX rated card and take my kit off and pull a nudiest, dive under the the water for skinny dip. And where would that put ya, Little Sun." The nickname rolled off Cassidy's tongue like he'd called his brother that for years. And the words before it almost seemed like a dare, like he was challenging that hidden look with his words. The flirtation not even a little subtle but it was one easy enough to avoid as he dropped his hand to slip it into his back pocket of his jeans as he peered down at the other.

"Well, not every man is a gun, Sammy. Not being built for swords or flaming hands doesn't mean you an't just as valuable as the rest of us." He pointed out with that same bright smile. "I mean I'm pretty sure I an't know half the words in that book of yours. And if we swapped places- I'd be as useful as a plant falling from an airplane with no parachute. And you know- we'd all be dead. So." He squinted in the air a little. "Sorry that metaphor kinda ran away from me. Point is- You're as good as any fireball, darlin. Don't every think otherwise."

Samson huffed a laugh, short and almost nose-first into the page of his book. “So, noted: don’t leave you alone with strange jars of alcohol.” His smile twitched, crooked and warm, all the more so for how sleepy the afternoon was making him. Still, Cassidy's voice - smooth as sin and twice as dangerous - curled through the air like heat off pavement. Samson could feel it prickle against his skin, and it took more effort than he’d like to keep his expression from betraying just how flustered that drawl made him. His fingers paused on the page.

“Oh,” he said, mock-thoughtful, lips pressing into a smile, “you don’t shoot yourself, just other people. So considerate.”

He tilted his head just enough to peek from under his arm at Cassidy’s jeans - and yes, the look was brief but absolutely there -before glancing back up to his face, eyes narrowed with a knowing squint. “Yeah, I’m familiar with how pants work. Pretty sure I passed that chapter - but please... Don't let me hold you back from getting comfortable.”

The joke was light, but the edges were still soft. Samson didn’t flirt often - mostly because he didn’t usually trust that someone meant it - but he was a bit disarmed and it wasn't like he was immune to the other's southern charm. Samson sat up slightly, resting on his elbows now, sunlight catching in his eyes. “Honestly? It's kind of nice getting away from all those sparring matches... All that posturing makes me tired just watching.” He nudged his jar of tea with a toe, offering a wry little smile. “Some of us weren't built for swords and fireballs.”

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"Don't you worry about that, darlin'. You should know by now that I can handle anything. If you get too much- I can always show you what I can do with rope and a few very fun knots." Cassidy shot back without missing a beat. "An't nothing in the world that beats a cowboy and a lasso." He batted with a teasing twinkle in his eye. That smirk digs further into his cheek as he watches the other move the gun around with all the same skill as a child playing cops and robbers. Part of him was tempted to move up and shift the other's hand and adjust the grip, to whisper in his ear and explain exactly how he needed to treat a weapon like that. Of course, then the other spoke, and those plans went out of his head for the moment. 'I know you wouldn't. professor. An't a bad bone in that body," he pointed out, his voice was soft but filled up the room all the same, the words holding such certainty about the other's prospect of committing actual violence. Cassidy stayed where he was as the other finally moved the gun under the light for inspection. Now this is what Cassidy was expecting the night to be like - the other aiming for some hidden truth that the cowboy would never think to look for.

"I have a university motto on the side of my gun?" Cassidy asked with an arch of both his eyebrows. He was not expecting that at all. He sucked on the inside of his cheek as he shook his head at the question. "It's...hard to say. Maybe? Or maybe it's just another some weird shit to add to the piles of the question. I had a family who claimed to have the...sight. And suddenly here I am, able to see the length of someone's life. Is that fate or some guiding hand?" Cassidy said with a little scratch under his chin. "I don't know, darlin. Maybe he was keeping an eye out. Maybe he knew that I'd come along one day. Maybe there's some reason. If it was true that his father kept tabs on his mother's family till he was ready to be born because he knew he was always going to be born was the sort of timeline loop that made the cowboys' head hurt.

"Careful who you pamper, cowboy," He smirks at him, still focused on the gun, "you might create a monster."

"I'm glad you're safe and careful with these things..." he motions the gun around, pointing it towards the wall with what was probably not the right posture but as close as he figured he'd get. He'd never even held one of those before but he found the weight settled better on his hand than he'd imagined. "I wouldn't hurt you," he turned towards the cowboy, dead serious, "or anyone, ever." He breaks into a half smile. Despite himself, he remembers the club, blood and brains splattered everywhere.

He relaxes his posture, nodding at his explanation, as he turns the gun over under the magnifying glass. Thanking his mother again for how prepared the cabin is for all sorts of analysis.

Cassidy's fingers, enlarged in the lens cross over the letters, the heat off his body is a calming presence next to him. It almost feels like being back in the lab, inviting a student to lean in. Except he usually wasn't this close and intimate with students. "Libertas perfundet omnia luce..." he reads aloud, "freedom will flood all things with light," he translates, fingers over Cassidy's. "Motto of the University of Barcelona, and another in Madrid."

"Very fitting, don't you think?" He turns to face the cowboy once again, "do you think Apollo had an eye on your family back then?"

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Eden has been enjoying the marketplace, wandering the stalls and running his fingers over the different pretty gems inlaid in the intricate jewelry, and asking about which bottles of potions did what. Information was important, and honestly, even in a fantastical situation like this, the last thing Eden wanted to do was feed someone the wrong potion. What if he turned something into a donkey instead of healing them?

He'd been so caught up in the questions with the store owner that the voice floating over his way snapped him out of his words mid-sentence, and Eden glanced around at that voice, and his eyes landed on Raul with a flick of his eyebrow. Yet another client. His mother had a sense of humour about her.

Eden excused himself as politely as he could from the current conversation and stepped out of the stall towards Raul. "Raul..." Eden started before he took a deep breath and started again.

"Not sure you expected to see me anywhere, handsome." Eden pointed out in a tone the same as it was when he'd spoken in that post-blissful feeling during their session. Playful and affectionate. Full of dirty promises.

"I'd say I'm surprised to see you as well, but...well, you're not the first...from my outside life here." Eden was careful about how he spoke about his connection with Raul, Skyler, or Quinn. He was fairly sure no one of them wanted I'm using the "client" word out in public. It was interesting to see the man out in the bright light of day instead of some dark bar smoke filled bar, or among the sheets of the hotel room.

A hand reached out to brush along Raul's shoulder in a small, intimate geasture before his hand dropped away.

"I suppose I should re-introduce myself, though. My name is Eden. Not Jack. Jack is just...' He sucked on the inside of his cheek as he ducked his head a bit. "My work name." The name he used for clients. Who wouldn't hire someone name Jack Hammer for a little fun fuck? "But hey, you can call me that if you want. Not like I mind," He added, because hey, it was the name he used when connected with the other and so many others.

@sunshinesandloves location: marketplace note: sry, this took a lil, the prompt didn't wanna prompt lmao

The  midday  sun  stretched  long  across  the  canvas  awnings  and  open  stalls  of  the  camp  marketplace,  casting  dappled  light  over  racks  of  demigod-forged  jewelry,  celestial  bronze  trinkets,  and  supplies  that  ranged  from  the  mystical  to  the  mundane.  Raúl  moved  with  purpose,  scanning  a  list  he’d  jotted  down  after  his  most  recent  brush  with  how  wildly  underprepared  he  was  for  camp  life.  Ambrosia  packets,  second-skin  combat  gloves,  something  enchanted  to  ward  off  bugs—who  knew  surviving  divine  nonsense  would  involve  so  much…  shopping.

He  rounded  a  corner,  already  half-thinking  about  his  next  stop,  when  his  gaze  snagged  on  a  figure  near  a  table  of  healing  salves  and  potion  bottles.  Familiar.  Not  just  familiar  in  the  way  handsome  people  sometimes  were,  but  intimately,  indelibly  so.

Raúl  stopped  mid-step.

It  took  only  a  second  for  the  memory  to  surface—clean  lines  of  a  New  York  hotel  suite,  soft  music,  sharper  need.  The  sharp  suit  he’d  worn.  The  hour  they’d  stolen.

And  there  Eden  was,  very  much  not  a  mirage.  Very  much  not  in  Manhattan  anymore.

Raúl’s  expression  didn’t  shift  much—he  was  too  trained  for  that—but  his  pulse  gave  him  away,  thudding  once,  hard.  He  angled  his  body  slightly  as  if  reassessing  the  table  contents,  but  his  eyes  didn’t  leave  the  man.

"...Huh,"  he  said  under  his  breath,  almost  to  himself.  Then  louder,  steady  ..  “I  didn’t  expect  to  see  you  here.”

Not  in  daylight.  Not  among  half-bloods  and  healing  herbs.

Not  again.

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"I think it's considered rather rude to kill a man who's waiting for the oven to heat up." Eden pointed out as he held his hands up to show the fact he didn't have any weapons of any sort. Not that there really was any chance he ever would. Even at camp, traditional weapons weren't Eden's favorite things. Sharp edges and deadly cuts weren't his preferred methods. Which he imagines is why he got more of that support-based magic. Eden let a warm smile dance along his face as his hands dropped down to his side as he moved through the kitchen.

"Though, is this really what you'd pick for your last meal? Some no doubt very nice chicken and potatoes? seems rather..simple." Eden moved around the small kitchen island to drop his hips against it. Eden was wearing a simple, tight black t-shirt that showed off those muscled arms and slender waist, his jeans being just as form-fitting in the way they teased that bulge and ass. Eden was someone whose sexuality rolled off him in waves even now, just as natural as one would expect from the son of a love goddess.

"Personally, I would have gone for a glass of red wine and the finest steak that one could find before my death." He said simply with a little flick of his eyes down Arthur's body with a playful glint in his eyes, not even hiding the fact that he was checking the other out.

"late night?"

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Arthur was practically bouncing off the walls since arriving at camp, this had been something he spent his entire life studying and even believing in. There was so much about the world he wanted to know about, which myths were correct and which ones they got wrong or changed over time. So he spent most of his free time in the library, locked behind whatever history book he could find.

It wasn't until his stomach started growling in protest that Arthur snapped out of the book he'd been glued to, the lights were dim and nobody was in the massive library with him. It must have been the middle of the night and his fellow demigods were all asleep. Leaving the corner he discovered in the library, Arthur made his way across camp to the kitchens.

Thinking he was alone, the son of Athena looked for something to make himself. Some chicken, carrots, and potatoes. Just as he started to cook the chicken, he heard a door open. "I certainly hope you aren't here to kill me," Arthur didn't turn around as he started to add seasoning. "At least let a man have his last meal before you take me out."