Ares' First
Pairing: Ares/Apollo
Rating: NC-17
Category: first time, AU
Archive: HB’s Parlour only
Disclaimer: No not mine
Warnings: underage sex, n/c verging on rape
Sequel/series: Vignette in the Life Sucks Series, set during ‘Life’s a Bitch, Then You Fall in Love’ (part 3, in case you’re wondering :) )
Notes: Set in an American highschool not a Greek or God to be seen
A special pressie for Christine, who asked to see Ares’ first time with Apollo, (as Life’s a Bitch is told from Strife’s POV)
Ares’ First
Ares blinked in surprise, Apollo had moved faster than he’d expected. But hell, he was getting kissed! Ares returned the kiss enthusiastically, not caring that they were in the middle of the E20, or that the Pollyboys were glaring at him.
When Apollo’s hands started to wander, Ares got slightly worried. He was hard and panting and he *so* didn’t want to come in his pants. Suddenly, Apollo pulled away and stood up. Ares looked up in confusion.
“Come on,” Apollo smirked.
“What?”
“Let’s go,” Apollo said slightly impatiently, “Unless you want me to do you right here.”
Ares blinked, this wasn’t quite what he’d expected, but by now he was too horny to say anything. He allowed himself to be dragged out of the bowling alley to Apollo’s car.
“Get in, sweet-lips,” Apollo patted his ass patronisingly. He drove them back to his place and led Ares inside, to the bedroom.
“Well?” Apollo looked at Ares expectantly.
“Huh?” Ares was confused.
“Get undressed!” Apollo snapped. Ares flushed and pulled his clothes off hesitantly. Apollo watched him, “Hmmm, not bad for your age, I expect you’ve still got some growing to do.”
Ares swallowed hard in embarrassment, but was too proud to cover himself up, like he really wanted to. Apollo pulled him forward and kissed him hard, nipping almost painfully at his lips. He reached between Ares’ legs and fondled him roughly. Ares gasped against Apollo’s mouth and bucked into his hand. He felt Apollo grin, and the grip round his cock tightened. Ares moaned and came hard.
Apollo pulled away. “Oh, for God’s sake,” he tutted. He wiped his hand on Ares’ chest.
Ares frowned, “What are you doing?”
Apollo pouted, “I wasn’t expecting you to come so soon.” Ares flinched. “I suppose it’s your age. Oh well, you’ll learn. Get on the bed,” Apollo slapped Ares’ ass.
Ares breathed out deeply. He felt insecure and humiliated, not at all how he thought this moment should feel. He must be doing something wrong. He crawled onto the bed and watched Apollo worriedly.
Apollo pulled off his t-shirt and opened his pants. “Hands and knees.” Ares got up on all fours. “Nice,” Apollo muttered appreciatively. He got up on the bed and parted Ares’ asscheeks.
A spit slick finger pushed into Ares without warning and he winced, gasping quietly.
“Mmm, tight,” Apollo moaned. Ares hissed in pain when Apollo suddenly pushed into him.
“Fuck, ‘Pol, stop,” he gasped.
Apollo grunted in annoyance and stopped moving. “What? You’re not going to be a pussy about this are you? I thought you were a tough guy!”
Ares panted hard, trying to relax to ease the agony. Apollo started to drive into him again and he groaned gritting his teeth against the deep burning pain. “No, I can’t, stop!” Ares moaned.
“I knew it!” Apollo hissed, “Fucking child! Shut up and take it like a man. I got you off, now you can fucking get me off!”
Ares sniffed and swallowed hard, he nodded once, “Okay,” he whispered, desperately hoping it would end quickly. He gripped the sheets and bit back a scream as Apollo rammed into him. He held onto his tears, determined not to cry in front of the older man.
“Yes! Hot damn, bitch,” Apollo groaned as he pumped into Ares. Fingers dug painfully into Ares’ hips and finally Apollo jerked into him and his ass was filled with hot, scalding liquid. Ares collapsed onto the bed, when Apollo pulled out of him. “Good boy,” Apollo said condescendingly. He got up. “I’ve got work tomorrow, you can get home okay, can’t you?”
Ares nodded, not quite able to speak. He was left on his own, he could hear Apollo taking a shower. Carefully, Ares eased himself off the bed, flinching in pain. He got a tissue from the bedside table and wiped his ass, staring in shock at the blood on it. Surely it wasn’t supposed to be like this? All he wanted was someone to be close to. He must be doing something wrong.
Too close to tears, Ares got dressed as quickly as he could and left the apartment, limping slightly. Only when he’d got outside did he let the tears run freely down his face. Ares managed to get a cab home and snuck inside and straight to bed.
All he wanted was to sleep, but it was a long time before he finally did.
End of vignette
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