Jathos POV / August 23 / Naughty Little Ambrosia ^^
By Zeus! My head was completely killing me. I knew I shouldn't have drunk that much ambrosia, especially when I'm not even a full god; but Zeus dammit did it taste amazing. I hadn't tasted such good ambrosia in quite a while; well, unless you count my gorgeous little water demon who is so conveniently and rightfully named Ambrosia.
Speaking of which, my sweet is so beautifully snuggled right into my chest, I could feel his body heat as his back was against my chest. With all that's been going on with our wedding, Avery and Jaylon's wedding, amongst other things he's probably tired.
I was lightly kissing his neck and infusing those kisses with a bit of heat, but before could get too involved in this activity, he turned around and put a cold hand to my neck, I saw his eyes glowing a bright blue, letting me know that he was using his magic. Maybe others would've felt a bit threatened or surprised by what is happening; I, however, completely trust my baby and everything he does.
My breathing never changed and neither did my attitude. I knew he was just teasing a bit; those glittering eyes and sensual smile gave it all away.
"Be careful what you do. You wouldn't want to get frostbite right?" He moved from next to me to on top of me, his perfect little self situated exactly where he belonged. Even if he did sound and look confident, there was something about him that also let off that uncertain and scared vibe. After all, he has never done this, and even if he would've his earlier masters would probably lash or beat him for taking the initiative and getting on top of them in such a rash way.
My hands which laid on his thighs were heated and slowly caressing up and down.
"Hmm, a little frostbite wouldn't do much to me, I, however, can make you writhe and whimper for me with just a little bit of heat." I tried to sit up but his hand was carefully holding me down.
"Please Jathos, let me pleasure you like I have never pleasured anybody." His... let's call it his aura, had changed in mere seconds. No longer did he seem uncertain and scared, now he had a sensual and determined feel to him. Maybe it was his hip movement as he gyrated on top of my dick; or maybe it was that hand that laid on my neck, slowly caressing it and making the hairs on the back of it stand.
"Párte to moró molývdou, eímai dikós sas." (Take the lead, baby, I'm all yours) I loved how he smiled and blushed at those words.
"S 'efcharistó, bampá" (Thank you, daddy) I always knew I wanted to try that out one time, being called daddy; but to hear it from my baby was pure ecstasy. The little minx took his hand off my neck and trailed it along with the other down my chest; leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake.
His hips movements became even more defined, instead of grinding into my crotch area in general, now he was specifically grinding on top of my hard dick. His hands were now behind him on my knees; thrusting his naked chest out like he was presenting me with the most succulent of buffets, which to me he was, but alas, he was a buffet my poor sinner hands couldn't touch at this very moment.
My cute little water demon stopped gyrating and scooted down from my crotch area until he was sitting on my feet and he was completely laid out onto my lower half, his chest to my thighs and his face right on top of my dick. He delicately passed the tip of his nose up and down the length, making it throb with each breath you let out.
In the time I've known Ambrosia he's never been rash, always taking his time, never doing things without at least thinking one step ahead. So imagine my face and my body's reaction when sweet little shy Amber engulfed my whole dick into his mouth with one movement.
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