Greek Mythology Oneshots/Smut

☀️ Solar Eclipse ☀️ Apollo x Male Reader

You were just a simple man in Troy, nothing too special about you. Just a normal civilian who obeyed King Priam's orders, he's a nice guy after all, tall, dark, and a great leader. Its been four years since the last solar eclipse, you've always liked astrology since you were a kid, especially the star watching class there was.

As you get your chiton ready, it's a bit hard to tie in the back so you go to your mirror, that's when you see him. An average height male with hair as golden as the sun itself. You brush it of as just a hallucination of the wine you drank earlier. You tie the chiton it a low bow and get ready for the festivals.

There's always drinking and fun at festivals in Troy, every single on has to have some sort of alcohol. As you make your way through the crowd, your friends call you over to their little area with a few bottles of wine.

"Hey! Y/N! Over here lad, we got the happy juice~" They catcall you over as you sit on the stone step. You deny any sort of wine since you've already had enough last night, you've always thought purity was a important value of yourself. That's why you've kept your virginity for so long, the more you hold it, the better it becomes.

They joke around and play coin games on their hands, flipping them with precision, the light clinking filling your ears. It's been awhile since the whole civilization of Troy has had a day like this, quiet yet rowdy at the same time.

After a few hours of partying, you go to your cottage, going into your satchel and grabbing 9 criss-crossed phyllo rolls stuffed with feta and spinach. Those are your favorite snacks, but their not exactly for you this time...

It's a trek to Apollo's temple, but you make it. It's decorated with vines of ivy and grapes, the sun shines onto it just right so you can see every single detail.

Your point POV?? First person :)

As I look around the temple, a few crows are sat atop the pillars, looking down at me. I break one phyllo roll in half and break that into nine pieces for the crows. They caw and flutter down, one black feather drifting it's way to my sandaled feet. After they eat, they go back onto the pillars. If I had a theory, they're watching over the temple, making sure no trouble occurs.

I set down the remaining phyllo rolls onto the marble low table, lining each one up. Something that I also value is the sun god Apollo, or well the sun god of the hunt. I've never picked up archery as a hobby but maybe I'll try it sometime. I tie my hair back in a ponytail, admiring the plentiful nature that surrounds me.

One of the crows lands on my shoulder, and I can swear to the gods it said, 'thank you'. I play with the coins in my bag, carefully flicking it from one hand to another, making it disappear between my fingers and tossing it then catching it. I found myself pretty fond of the hobby and skill.

"Nice tricks," A man squats next to me, his chiton swishing from the sudden motion. His face is slender with a few tattoos on his neck, it's like his whole body is a work of art. His hair is a golden yellow, tied back like my H/C strands and strewn with an ivy crown. "I've must've scared you Y/N, thank you for the food. You sure do know how to knead dough." He smiles gently, his gaze resting on the small lake.

Holy shit. It's him, it's the sun god. My face must be full of bewilderment because he chuckles darkly, one that sends a chill down my spine. He rests a hand on my shoulder, just where it meets my neck.

"You've been very nice to me, than any mortal I can think of. I suppose you know who I am, I'm Apollo, the famed god of lots." Apollo explains, his slender yet built frame standing up. I stand up too as I get a good look at him and his stance, but before I can-

"Mnnfff...mnn..you taste...sweet...I don't taste anything on you, besides wine." Apollo kisses me, I go a cherry red in the face, my knees going weak. "You're really committed to the bit about being pure hm? I like that in boys, who think they can be the purest thing on this mortal plane.." He whispers in my ear, his teeth grazing my lobe as he fondles my pecs.

"Y-yeah you're right...I didn't eat anything, or even a bite of my offering I gave you, actually I have some to the crows." I admit, looking into his amber eyes as his touch wanders lower. To be honest, I would want to lose my virginity to Apollo, I'd trust him to fuck me good. But it'd be really tight...

"Hmm..I think you'd be loose, little lamb. We'll find a work around, or I can make it not hurt~" Just like that he reads my mind, grazing his fingers and finding my jutted out bulge. His hand gives it a firm but also soft pump, the friction feels so fucking good. "A-ahhh... Apollo..." I moan and buck my hips into his hand, he leans down so his face is just next to my crotch. His tongue traces the outline of it.

"I hope you're grateful...no, I know you're grateful for what I'm doing..." He purrs, lifing the chiton up to reveal my hard and pre cum leaking cock. His mouth drools slightly at the sight of it, with one fell gulp, he takes me in his mouth. His tongue swirling around every part of my dick.

"Apollo...holy shit you're so good at this. I have to thank you so...so much...ahhh..." I groan as my hips thrust up into his throat. He pulls off me shortly after, standing up and stretching his wings.

"Y-you have wings..?" I ask in bewilderment, my hands reaching out to touch the feathers.

"Ahh..yes I do, most gods do. They just don't show it." He beams at me, stretching them out. They do feel really soft...then I notice the bulge in his bottoms, how hard and standing it is. So I take them off with a tug and there it is...

"Smart one hm? Straight to the point, I like that about you Y/N." Apollo grins as he positions me on the marble stone of the temple, bending me over as he oils up my hole. His hands explore all over my body as he squeezes, tugs, and swats. Eventually I end up with him in me, the feeling is new and a little freighting, but with Apollo, my worries dissolve into nothing.

"Ahhh... Apollo oh fuck yeah~ Like that~ Take me...~" I grip his wings loosely, my fingers tangling in the smooth feathers. It feels amazing to be fucked, maybe I should do this more often. He thrusts lightly into me, his hips moving at a slow pace.

"Di sic, ut 'bonus meus puer'" He groans in Latin as he speeds up, his moans are so pretty.

"I-im you're good boy!~" I cry out I'm pleasure, it feels almost too much but I hold, literally, to his wings. I can feel how close he his, he's twitching lots in me.

"May I...?" Apollo speeds up to an inhuman pace as my mouth gapes open, he covers it with his hand as he thrusts deep, bruising my prostate as I cum hard, all over the ground.

"Phew..haven't had something like that in a few hundred years.." He sighs, his wings retracting back into him.

"Thank you for that...I'm happy my first time was with you~" I moan, high off of pleasure and post orgasm.

Eventually Apollo leaves, to go do some 'godly deeds' and I go to the festival where there's a comforting campfire awaiting my lost-virginity body.