Mythological One Shots bi me

Ganymede

I want to feel raw. I want to be needed. I want to be loved.

So take me with your eagle talons and make me your cupbearer, oh mighty Thunder God.

I don't know if I'm worthy to grace your holy robes and your hands, so strong and noble.

I don't care if I'm a handsome youth, I crave a kiss from a man who hurls lightning bolts at Titans.

Your wife doesn't need to know.

The end.