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They materialize in Arcadia, deep in Arcadia, in the heavy forests, and Pan tips his head back to survey the canopy of stars, the thick trees, the velvety grass underfoot - it's not Olympus, but it's home - before looking back at his cousin with eyes purely full of intent.
"More to your liking?"
"More to your liking?"
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"This is what's truly meant when they say idyllic, I think," he answers after a moment, idly stroking his fingers through Pan's hair.
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His fingers trail down Pan's back as he smiles, eyes half-lidded and simmering. "I could use the occasional break," he murmurs. "I wouldn't want to work too hard."
Then he's finished with teasing and his mouth slants over the other god's.
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"And I know a native as well, what better way to get to know the area?" he murmurs as Pan's black blazer is pushed onto the grass and the white tanktop joins it moments later.
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"I'll keep that in mind." He leans down to catch his lips again in another lazy kiss, all the time in the world, and barely manages to keep from smirking.
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Still, perhaps it's time to push a little more. His fingers slip into Pan's hair and tug as he trails his lips over Pan's jaw and nips sharply.
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It's only another moment before he's kicked away the rest of his clothes and he's pinning Pan to the grass, skin to skin. "Turnabout indeed, coz," he whispers, a breath away from his lips.
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"I could bring you off with my hands," he whispers against Pan's ear, "and my mouth. Bring you to the edge until you're wild for it, and then let you go. I could put you on your knees and see how deeply I could take you. Or I could have you like this, on your back, and drive you into the ground until you come apart."
He tilts his head and the sweet smile is entirely countered by the wicked heat in his eyes. "Whatever would you like, Pan?"
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