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Asterion || Minotaur (cantfindtheexit) wrote in forgotten_gods,
@ 2009-05-13 19:25:00

Entry tags:

orpheus, the minotaur

Who: Orpheus and Asterion
What: A surprise! Or, this can't last forever.
When: Tonight!
Where: Asterion's studio and then the movie theatre.
Warnings: Cuteness.

Life, as it were, was becoming a wild blend of color, shape, and sound, and Asterion could barely keep up. There had been much to-do about his show, reviews of various sorts, interviews, and calls from all manner of curators and agents that Preston was fielding. It was exciting, but lately he had been far more interested in Orpheus, just in being around the musician, speaking to him, tasting his lips...it boiled down to this; he knew that it would not last forever. He knew that it would all end before he was ready for it to. And while Orpheus was his, while he had the chance to taste him, to touch him and feel him and really have him, he planned to take full advantage of it. It wouldn't last...but he wanted it to last as long as possible.

So the curators and the ruckus was pushed away, pushed to the side, and the artist instead spent his time around the god, or planning what to do next time they were together. The text message from Orpheus had sped the beating of his heart, his stomach flipping about, a grin spreading over his lips. What was this? What was going on?

A few minutes later he was standing on the Manhattan sidewalk, leaning against the building, grin still plastered over his features. He had managed his way into a black button-up shirt, dark jeans, and his favorite boots...not fancy at all, but not all fraying hems and paint stains, either. And there he waited, golden-brown curls unruly in the breeze, eyes lightened by the setting sun. He wanted to know where he was being taken...but he knew it didn't matter. What mattered was the company.

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orphic
2009-05-13 07:56 pm UTC (link)

He'd wanted to take him out, but galleries were out - Asterion would be so much better than any of the artists being shown. Musical performances were out - Orpheus got bored more often than he liked to admit.

So there were precious few options, and the one he settled on was cliche, maybe, but he'd looked at what was being offered and saw that it was absolutely something that had to happen.

He rounded the corner and saw Asterion waiting - finished the last of his cigarette as he came to stand in front of him. And when he flicked the butt to the ground, he reached for the artist to pull him close.

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cantfindtheexit
2009-05-13 08:55 pm UTC (link)

Asterion's back was pressed against the bricks, but he pushed away from them as Orpheus reached for him, pushed himself into those arms, still grinning. He pressed in for a kiss, chuckling, sliding his fingers into the musician's hair, humming lightly against his lips. "I have missed you," he murmured, though it hadn't been at all long since they had last seen one another.

After a moment, he pulled away, smirking, and asked, "Where are you taking me? Or is it going to be some sort of surprise?"

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orphic
2009-05-14 09:21 pm UTC (link)

Asterion tasted of smoke and smiles, and Orpheus smiled back against the kiss and hummed too, then nodded as he pulled away. "I've missed you too," Which would have felt ridiculous, saying it months ago. But Asterion was over and under his walls, now, and he'd missed just a few days of not having him.

"A surprise," He answered, and he slid an arm around Asterion's waist, not moving anywhere yet. "A proper date..."

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cantfindtheexit
2009-05-15 01:53 am UTC (link)

The artist leaned into the arm as it slipped around his waist, tilted his head and pressed a kiss to Orpheus' jaw. "A proper date?" he asked, grin broadening. "Sounds rather promising..." and really, he was all at once terribly excited, loving the thrill of a surprise and the oddity of the two of them doing anything proper. With Orpheus, nothing ever seemed remotely mundane...Asterion loved that. He adored the way that the world was spun from a different yarn when the musician was present

"Lead the way then. I'm already dying of anticipation and nerves..."

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	orphic 2009-05-15 08:19 am UTC (link)
	"I'm told mortals have them all the time without dying," Orpheus teased, but he did pull away enough to start walking. And his hand found Asterion's as he did, clutching in, twining their fingers together to keep some sort of contact. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

cantfindtheexit
2009-05-15 08:55 am UTC (link)

"What a curiosity..." Asterion replied with a smirk, letting their fingers twine together, walking with Orpheus. "Mortals are such strangely resilient creatures." And then he laughed because it sounded so....immortal of him to say such a thing and yet it was true. He rarely felt his immortality, but when he thought about Orpheus, as much as he tried to force himself to ignore it, he felt that dizzying knowledge that they would both be around indefinitely. And though he told himself, repeatedly, that only a small part of that would be able to be spent together, he still found a smile across his lips whenever the thought crossed his mind.

It was a setup for heartbreak, but he couldn't bring himself to care.

"And what gave you this idea?"

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orphic
2009-05-15 06:49 pm UTC (link)

"The newspaper," Orpheus answered, honest and still cryptic, and he squeezed Asterion's hand and then started walking beside him. "No, not the newspaper. Not entirely. I just thought we should do something other than molest one another in our homes... not that that isn't brilliant." But Asterion deserved more from him than that, and Orpheus wasn't entirely sure how to give that - but he could try.

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cantfindtheexit
2009-05-16 11:16 am UTC (link)

"The newspaper?" Asterion asked, and then he laughed and squeezed the god's hand. "Well, if you insist on leaving the house..." but truly, leaving sounded nice, staying sounded nice, and he really didn't care what they did because it was, all of it, beautiful. Whatever they would do was perfect in that heartbreaking way that things were when you knew that the moment was all that you had. Leaning, over, he kissed Orpheus' cheek, and grinned. "I'll stop bothering you for clues then. How are concert preparations going?"

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orphic
2009-05-16 02:47 pm UTC (link)

"It isn't exactly a secret," Orpheus offered, but he walked them down the sidewalk still and didn't go on to offer any more than that.

"Fine, I suppose. I never know what I'll sing until I'm on stage... but I've an idea. Will you..." He stopped, frowned just barely. He'd planned to ask, but he also knew it was asking a lot of him.

"I wanted you to go with me. You can sit in the sound booth like before if that was easier... I just want you. Afterward, in the car? I'll be so drained..."

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cantfindtheexit
2009-05-16 04:21 pm UTC (link)

Asterion itched to reply, to ask why, if it wasn't a secret, that he wasn't being given any information...but he just smirked, and didn't press. He had said he wouldn't, after all.

When Orpheus stopped, the artist turned to him, a quizzical sort of expression on his face, head tilted slightly. He was instantly curious, but when Orpheus asked, he couldn't stop a slight tremble. "I...will it be only us in the car? Or will....will the heroes be present?" And his mind went back, inevitably, to the encounter with Heracles, his face going a shade paler. He wanted to go with Orpheus quite desperately, actually, had wondered idly if he would ask...and he knew, knew that the answer would be yes, regardless of the heroes. But that wasn't going to keep him from asking, either.

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	orphic 2009-05-17 12:37 am UTC (link)
	"Castor and Pollux?" Orpheus shrugged as he asked it. "They can take another car, if you want them to. They won't like it..." He laughed. "They think they're my body guards. They are, I guess... they're supposed to keep women away from me." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

cantfindtheexit
2009-05-17 12:59 am UTC (link)

"I've been accused of being a woman once or twice..." Asterion replied, the tension of the moment breaking when Heracles wasn't mentioned. "But I" promise I wont rip you apart, he thought, the words almost tumbling out all haphazard, unchecked. The ease with which he almost dispensed that deception shocked Asterion, and he tried not to show it as he continued, "Am certainly not one. And well, if they insist on riding in the car...I suppose they may."

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	orphic 2009-05-17 07:11 pm UTC (link)
	"I'll tell them to meet us at the party," Orpheus offered it easily. If he had to mingle with mortals the rest of the night, he'd rather have his time in the car with Asterion be private, anyway. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	cantfindtheexit 2009-05-17 07:58 pm UTC (link)
	"Alright," Asterion agreed, nodding. "In that case, I will come with you...in the car. And at the concert I will stay in the sound booth...but I will never be far." And he offered Orpheus a meaningful look, leaning over to nuzzle at his neck. "All those bodyguards and you ask the monster to be near you..." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	orphic 2009-05-17 08:54 pm UTC (link)
	"The monster isn't the thing I'm afraid of," Orpheus pointed out, and he let his head fall back, let Asterion's mouth nuzzle there for a moment - but just a moment, then he had to gently push him back, take his hand again to start walking. "We don't want to be late." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

cantfindtheexit
2009-05-17 09:03 pm UTC (link)

But you should be, a voice in his head whispered, and Asterion bit back the words and smiled through them. It tasted like poison at the back of his throat. He pushed it away. "I know you aren't..."

And then he pouted for a moment, smiled the next, and walked alongside Orpheus all happy and content. "We do not, indeed..." and he smirked as he didn't inquire what they would be late for. "It will be my turn to surprise you, next. I'll kidnap you off some sidewalk and drag you to unknown...entertainment. The perfect revenge..."

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