I felt the sheets slide under me. Not the chamber where I always brought Zephyr to fuck, but my room. My bed. He too, seemed to notice this when he took a quick glance around.

"Eros," he let out a low whine and I almost lost it on him right then. He only made those sounds, said my name like that when he needed it bad.

"I am not going to last long enough to make you see stars," I groaned in his ear and rubbed this hips against mine. It was like being shocked with lightning and doused in water when I was with him, when I was inside him. I fucking loved it.

Zephyr whimpered my name again as I laid him down on the silk. I pressed a hand beside his head and my breath caught at how he looked in the moonlight.

His flushed face, tussled hair, wild blue eyes and swollen lips. His short robes were hiked up his thighs just enough to cover him.

But not for long.

"Please, Eros, take it away, I'm too... tired," he sucked in a deep breath and shut his eyes. I nearly went insane from the way his little nose wrinkled when he pouted.

But the fact remained, I couldn't take it away.

Because I already had.

When I fixed his arm, I pulled out the drugs from his system too.

And yet, he was still hot and bothered for me.

Gods, it made me go wild.

"That's perfectly fine because I intend to do most of the work tonight," I murmured and pressed my lips to his throat. Almost immediately his back arched into my body just to show how badly he needed it. "You won't even remember your name. Just mine. Scream it for me tonight and I'll fuck you better than you've ever been fucked."

My hands trembled with restraint as I pulled the belt from around his waist and slowly, very slowly, slid his robes off of his pale body.

Oh gods, this was even better.

The picture he painted for me was heavenly. His skin was so smooth and pale and the moonlight only amplified the curves of his lithe body. His knees were drawn up and partially covering his arousal.

And gods his face.

It was like he had an ever present pout that turned me on so hard every moment I was with him. His pink lips were so plump and kissable that I barely held back from devouring him. I brushed my fingers over his neck and thumbed his taut pink nipples until he was begging for me.

"Eros, Eros, Eros, fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck," he panted and strained against my body for any sort of friction I could give him. So I hooked my hands around the backs of his knees and swallowed him.

Zephyr screamed my name so loud that I almost released in my trousers, it sounded so fucking good on his tongue. I threw his legs over my shoulders and focused wholly on his aching cock. He screamed and moaned and writhed under the pleasures of my mouth as I gave him long, slow strokes.

It was lust unlike anything I'd ever felt before.

Just the sensation of his thighs trembling under my tongue. The way he melted beneath my fingers was the most arousing thing I could imagine.

I sucked him harder and bobbed faster, the tip rubbing against the back of my throat. Zephyr was amazing at sucking cock.

More specifically, sucking my cock.

But he wasn't the only one who excelled at it.

He was losing it in the pleasure when he twisted his slender fingers into my hair and tugged softly on the blond strands. Something he would never do unless he was intoxicated.

Or, in this case, if he thought he was intoxicated.

There were probably a lot of things he'd like to do to me. But never would, in fear of breaking the rules.

Personally, there were so many positions and pleasures I wanted to try on him but never did.

Except for nights like these. After the parties he was too wasted to care how I pleasured him as long as I could make him come.

Zephyr panted and bucked his hips as I took him to the hilt inside my mouth and sucked hard on his sensitive tip. He cried out for me in a voice that made me weep and released inside my mouth.

I gladly swallowed it all.

This was too precious of a moment not to give him everything I had.

I slid my lips off of him and kissed up his chest to watch how he melted before I pleasured him again.

I decided I'd use my tongue on his ass next.

Zephyr panted hard and stared up at me in shock.

"What-what-"

"I suck you off all the time Zephyrus, you just never remember," I answered flatly and he still looked mortified.

"But the rules... you... swallowed it," he choked and dug his fingers into his inky black hair.

"I don't fucking care about the rules when I bed you," I rolled my eyes and played with his sensitive nipple, "and you always love it when I swallow."

He blanched but I could already feel how hard he was against me.

And before he could stop me I slid back down to his aching cock. I ran my cheek down his inner thigh and relished in the softness of his skin.

I didn't even have to make him. He just liked it that way and I was so fucking grateful for that. You have no idea how good it felt when his legs squeezed around me as he climaxed. It was unbelievable.

I plunged my tongue inside him and he released a throaty moan of pleasure as he laced his fingers through my hair once more. I mercilessly abused his prostate, giving it slow laps like it was the best thing in the world. I rubbed my tongue over it and felt him shudder in pleasure. Zephyr rocked and thrust his hips as he chased an orgasm.

I gladly fucked him harder with my tongue and spread his legs wide open for me.

Gods, I could feast on him all day, just to listen to the sweet sounds he made.

Zephyr arched his back and moaned as he released again. I grinned and gave him a few more licks before sliding out and rubbing cum all over his cock. He whimpered and sank his teeth into his fist to quiet himself.

I couldn't get my clothes off fast enough.

He rubbed his hips against me when I finally threw my trousers across the room. It felt good to have him sliding against me. I trembled and tried to restrain myself from just fucking him right then

"Hah, ah, Eros," he panted and wiggled against me, "fuck me, fuck me hard. Please, please."

How could I resist?

Without another thought to spare I thrust my entire length inside of Zephyr. He moaned and screamed my name in unbearable pleasure.

He was already prepared, I'd stretched him before the party and played with him any time I got my hands around his waist.

It also appeared that someone else had fucked him already. The thought enraged me, even if it was my rule.

He was obligated to pleasure anyone who wanted it at these parties.

But it wasn't that he was with someone else. It was that they definitely didn't take their time to worship his beautiful body.

It was perfection at its finest and anyone who didn't appreciate that didn't deserve to feel him around their cock.

But gods was he tight.

I tipped my head back and moaned as I pounded inside him. Zephyr twisted his hands in the sheets and kept moaning and screaming like he couldn't stop.

It might have been because I wouldn't stop nailing his prostate.

I delighted in fucking him in his sweet spot until he was on the verge of tears. I'd shove my cock so deep and make him feel so good that he'd feel me for days.

"Eros!" He cried and slid his hips up and down my prick. I groaned and buried my face in his neck as I began to piston fuck him. Hard. The sweet noises he made were like music to my ears I relished in the feeling of pain as he raked his nails down my back.

"Zephyrus," I groaned and kissed his ear as he pushed this hips against me and arched his back, "come for me Zephyr."

He released a cry and shuddered as his orgasm tore through him. He clenched tightly around me and that sent me over the edge. I whispered his name and filled him up with my essence.

Zephyr was too exhausted to argue with me over where I'd come. He shivered and wrapped his arms tightly around me.

I didn't remove my length from inside him yet and just stared down at him in shock and exhilaration.

"What?" He whispered and trembled from the remaining surges of pleasure.

"You- you let me have you," I replied and sucked in a sharp breath.

"I was burning up, it was the drugs Master Eros," gods back to that again.

"But it wasn't," I let out a quiet laugh, not to mock him, but I was happy. "I took them out when I fixed your hand."

He went deathly still.

"What?"

"You wanted me," I mumbled and kissed all over his face, "you wanted me."

"It was just sex, I'm allowed to want things," he spat, but I could feel his hands trembling, what was he so afraid of?

"But you wanted it from me, me Zephyr," I cupped his face in my hands and kissed his jaw.

"You are a literal sex god, Eros, everyone wants it from you," Zephyrus snapped and I felt his body tense beneath me. "Get your prick out of me."

But I didn't. I couldn't. I just kissed him all over.

"Not you, not you, Zephyrus," I muttered and hugged him close to my body, "you don't want it from me. But tonight... you gave it to me."

"Just- stop it. Stop talking." He hissed as I placed my hands on his soft hips.

"Please, just one more time. I want to be nice. I want to be gentle," I pleaded, because I did, I wanted to spoil him with pleasure.

Zephyrus froze.

I knew why, I was never gentle. Rather regretfully so. I tried sometimes but I always lost my cool and fucked him mercilessly.

And I never offered to be nice either.

"One more time," his voice sounded hoarse as I pushed my cock in and out slowly. I buried my face in his neck and hugged him tightly to my body as I bedded him.

I really bedded him.

Sweetly, gently as I could, I brought him up again.

Zephyr wrapped his legs around my waist and squeezed me tightly as his climax approached. I panted and kissed his neck as he clenched down on my painfully hard cock.

I pushed the tip against his prostate and fucked him there. At last, he released a muffled moan and I felt his cum run down my stomach as I too, came and filled him.

Zephyrus's breathing was ragged as I slid out of him and pulled his shivering body to my chest.

"Zephyr?" I called but he was too weak to even merit a response. Instead, I kissed the top of his head as he pulled a leg over my waist.

After centuries of fucking Zephyrus, tonight was the first time I'd ever made love to him.

And it felt good.