Dying Ichor

BONUS CHAPTER: ELIAS' VACATION

Elias wakes up sore, feeling the sunlight hitting his eyes which he immediately shuts to go back to bed. He tries to stretch, yet there's an arm caging him in.

There's a slight movement behind him as well. He doesn't have to look to know it's Ares holding onto him tightly.

Elias doesn't have to guess why he's so sore either. He can barely move without his lower back aching in a good way, but it's uncomfortable with how he's lying down.

Mainly due to Ares still inside of him.

Tiredly, Elias tries sitting up on the bed, cringing at how everything seemed to hurt for a second before feeling another hand reach out to hold him down. He glances down, yawning as he watches Hades unconsciously tries to grip his waist while asleep.

Even in their sleep, they're rather clingy.

Typhon and Prometheus are nowhere to be found, probably in the other bedroom or already up and about. Elias can't really tell without a clock. But the sun's up, so those two are usually up as well. As for Hades and Ares, they prefer sleeping in as much as they can.

Mainly due to how busy they are with work.

Thankfully, the five of them are on vacation right now. A honeymoon as Ares calls it.

Though they aren't married. Haven't even gotten engaged. Elias thinks it's cute how eager Ares was in getting married, so he doesn't say a word about it and plays along even though he knows how dead serious the god was.

And speaking of the god, Elias looks back down at Ares still sleeping soundly. He knows that the gods have extremely keen senses and can wake up to the slightest movements, but after being with Elias for so long and living together, they've always let their guard down and never needed a real reason to wake up or feel startled in Elias' presence.

It's a bit of a nice treat to know. Especially in this moment since Elias is shuffling around, biting back a small moan as he gets up and properly adjusts himself on top of Ares, still feeling him inside. His cock's soft, but it really doesn't take long before he grows hard.

Elias tests it out a little, moving his hips back and forth bit by bit. There's exhausted pants leaving his lips, but he doesn't stop and feels the need to quicken his pace to chase after the ever growing pleasure rising from his stomach. His movements are sloppy though, and he's still too groggy from just waking up which makes his legs shake a bit more than he likes to admit.

With how uncoordinated he is, Elias eventually slows down to a small pause, catching his breath while still trying to grind down on Ares before hands suddenly grips his waist. He jerks, surprised with Ares waking up even though he shouldn't be.

"Need help?" Ares asks him softly, voice tainted with drowsiness.

His eyes blink up at Elias, shifting their colors from brown to red in the sunlight. Elias tiredly smiles at the sight, finding himself missing the original color of Ares' eyes.

"Don't stop now," Ares rasps, trying to help him move again. "Don't tell me you're done when I just woke up."

Elias sighs, "I'm not... I'm just too tired to continue."

Ares helps him with that problem.

Nearly the whole morning, Elias and Ares continued their acts from the night before. Of course, they woke Hades up in the process, though it was right after Ares started fucking up into Elias that the God of the Underworld propped his head up on a pillow and slowly blinked his eyes at them, watching with great interest.

He'd soon join them, but for now, he enjoyed watching Elias. Although Hades never liked the thought of sharing anything, especially when it came to Elias, his initial aggression and spiteful greed eventually died down after spending time with the other gods.