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Thanatos felt antsy. A war on the surface meant that he was working overtime, collecting souls as they died in droves on the battlefield. Lord Hades got particularly short-tempered in times like these, and while Thanatos was used to dealing with his boss, his attitude pervaded the House, putting everyone on edge.
So when Thanatos finally got some much-needed time off, he set off looking for his lover, hoping to blow off some steam.
Even if Zagreus was hurtling though Asphodel or something at the moment, he was sure to be back soon, so Thanatos headed to Zag’s room to wait. Zag’s room might lack privacy, but at least it didn’t feature a (literally) captive audience of shades the way many other parts of the Underworld did.
Thanatos was in luck, in a way; Zagreus was already in his room. Unfortunately, he wasn’t alone.
“What are you doing?” Thanatos blurted out. Hypnos, kneeling on the bed over a naked Zagreus, looked up and grinned.
“Hey, brother!” he called out. “Just messing around.” His grin turned to a smirk. “Want to join in?”
Once he got over the initial shock of it, Thanatos wasn’t terribly surprised to find Hypnos with Zagreus. Than and Meg both had demanding jobs, and Zag needed a lot of attention and affection. It would be hard to find someone in the House he hadn’t fucked at one point or another. Thanatos didn’t mind, although he also hadn’t particularly asked for details about what Zagreus got up to when Thanatos was working.
He had an apology on the tip of his tongue, ready to make an excuse and hurry out of the room, but he hesitated. Zagreus hadn’t so much as twitched during the whole exchange, and all that pale skin looked tantalizing. Thanatos’s cock, frustrated after so long neglected, throbbed.
He drifted closer to the bed. Zagreus was sprawled out, eyes closed, jaw slack, limbs loose and pliable. His cock was half-hard against his thigh, just starting to blush at the tip. Hypnos kicked a pile of Zag’s clothes onto the floor and grabbed a hank of hot pink rope that Than suspected had been borrowed from Meg.
Thanatos reached out and ran his hand over Zag’s pecs, thumb brushing over his nipple. Zagreus gave a tiny whimper but didn’t wake up.
“What did you do to him?” Thanatos asked.
“He’s fine,” Hypnos said. “Dreaming about some very, ahem, creative Wringers right now. He’s going to have an awkward hard on next time he goes through Tartarus.” He cackled. “Help me turn him over, will you? He’s built like a brick.”
Thanatos hesitated, but he helped Hypnos roll Zagreus over. Together they maneuvered his legs under him until he knelt on the bed, ass in the air and face buried in the sheets, cock and balls dangling down between his legs. Than’s own cock was fully hard now, looking at Zag’s ass practically begging to be fucked.
Hypnos wrestled Zag’s arms behind his back and wrapped them in the rope. Thanatos watched, captivated, as Hypnos’ long fingers wound the rope around Zag’s arms, pulling it just tight enough to leave faint impressions in the skin. When he’d used up all the rope and tied a firm knot between Zag’s shoulder blades, Hypnos sat back to admire his work. “Gorgeous, isn’t he?” he said. He raised his hand and gave Zag’s ass a hard smack. A red handprint bloomed on the pale skin. “Come on, brother, give it a try!”
Thanatos licked his bottom lip. The red blotch was tantalizing. He’d left bruises on Zagreus before, but usually in a frenzy of passion. He rarely got to stop and appreciate the effects. He raised his hand and noticed he was still wearing his gauntlet. He made a move to take it off.
“No, leave it on,” Hypnos said. “The marks will be great.”
Before he could think too much about it, Thanatos brought his hand down hard on Zag’s bare ass. The metal made a dull thunk as it hit flesh.
Zag’s limp body thrust forward from the force of the impact, and he moaned a little in the sheets. Small purple bruises dotted the red blush of his ass. A rush of arousal shot through Thanatos straight to his dick.
“Great, right?” Hypnos chirped. He lounged backwards on the bed and hiked his chiton up to his waist. His cock was long and thin like the rest of him, smearing precome over his belly. He stroked it idly and gave Thanatos a lecherous look.
Thanatos slapped Zag’s ass again, watching entranced as the flesh quivered and new bruises popped up. A tiny bead of blood welled up where the claw of Than’s gauntlet had dug into the skin. Thanatos leaned down and licked it, savoring the salty taste and the rush of heat that flooded him. There was something special about Zag’s blood. It made Thanatos feel heady and warm, like ambrosia, but it was thicker and richer.
Hypnos watched and stroked himself as Thanatos spanked Zag’s ass again and again. Thanatos varied the placement of each hit, moving up to just below the small of Zag’s back and then down to his thighs. He even landed a few hits on Zag’s dangling balls, which made Zagreus jerk and cry out in his sleep. Thanatos rained down blows until he began to feel the ache of exertion in his arm and Zag’s ass was bruised red and purple all over, swollen and lush like a ripe pomegranate. Seeds of red blood dotted across the surface and dripped down towards the cleft where his ass met his thighs.
Thanatos squeezed the red globes of Zag’s ass in his hands as he lapped the blood from the skin, soothing the burning flesh with his cool tongue. Zagreus was always warmer than Thanatos, but now his ass was almost as hot as his feet. He groaned into the sheets again as Thanatos pressed out more drops of blood.
“Catch!”
Than’s hand jerked up and caught the little glass bottle of oil Hypnos threw at him without Thanatos really thinking about it. He quickly shed his leggings and gathered his chiton up out of the way. He couldn’t resist rubbing his cock in between the cheeks of Zag’s ass. The heat was just on the right side of painful against the sensitive skin of his cock. He popped out the stopper of the bottle with his thumb and poured some oil straight onto his cock, rubbing it around with the thrusts into the cleft of Zag’s ass.
Hypnos grabbed a handful of Zag’s hair and yanked his head up, prying Zag’s jaw open with his other hand. He fed his cock into Zag’s mouth, rocking his hips gently, fucking his cock in a little further with each thrust, until he was fully sheathed in Zag’s unresisting throat. Hypnos groaned, his eyes closed.
Thanatos spread Zag’s ass cheeks and positioned his cock at Zag’s entrance, pushing forward slowly. Zag’s hole seemed to suck him in, pulling him deeper in its eagerness to be fucked. Thanatos moaned and jerked his hips forward until his balls brushed the back of Zag’s thighs. The heat of Zag’s body mingled with the heat of his arousal in a vicious cycle until Thanatos was half out of his mind with desire.
Usually Thanatos took his time with Zagreus, teasing him and bringing him to the peak of orgasm before snatching his attention away. There was no need for that now. Thanatos rutted into Zag’s ass like a beast, chasing his own pleasure, fingers digging deep into the swollen flesh of Zag’s ass, the sharp tips of the gauntlet drawing more blood.
Hypnos held Zag’s head in place with one hand in his hair and lounged back on the other arm, legs spread obscenely, letting the force of Than’s thrusts push Zagreus up and down his cock until, with a soft moan, almost like a sigh, he came down Zag’s lax throat. Come spilled out of Zag’s mouth and dribbled down his chin.
Thanatos could feel tension in Zag coiling like a spring as the stimulation pushed Zagreus towards his own orgasm. He felt Zagreus clench tight around him as he came, and it seemed to suck Than’s own orgasm out of him. His hips stuttered as he pumped Zagreus full of come, and then collapsed over Zag’s back. For a moment nothing existed except the warm body beneath him. It seemed to pull him down like the warm waters of the Styx.
On the other side of the bed, Hypnos flopped backwards, his soft cock dragging past Zag’s lips and causing more come to spill out onto the sheets.
“That was great!” Hypnos said. “We should do this more often!”
Thanatos didn’t dignify that with a response.
Zagreus woke up feeling pleasantly sore all over. The first thing he noticed was that his ass was absolutely on fire. He clenched and a hot wash of pain rolled up his pelvis and straight through his cock. He moaned.
He could barely move. Aside from the fact that his arms were tied behind him, making his shoulders ache, he felt wrung out and exhausted even though he’d just woken up. That must have been some orgasm.
The restlessness, the itching under his skin that drove him to run and fight and fuck, was quiet now. Zagreus felt still and calm. He melted into the peace of post-orgasmic bliss.
Someone was stroking his hair. With a great effort, Zagreus opened his eyes, expecting to see the periwinkle of Hypnos’s thigh or the garish red of his chiton. Although Hypnos was more likely to drop off to sleep as Zagreus woke up, rather than staying up to cuddle.
It wasn’t Hypnos. Zag’s head was pillowed in Than’s lap, and it was Than’s blunt fingers stroking Zag’s hair. He smiled when he saw Zag’s eyes open, although there was a tightness in his face. Zag’s stomach swooped and his heart blossomed with the warmth he always felt when he saw Thanatos.
“Hey there,” Thanatos said. “How are you feeling?”
Zagreus tried to speak, but his mouth was dry and gummy and tasted like come. He licked his lips, feeling more come dried to them, and tried again.
“Amazing,” he said, his voice raspy. His throat ached. Someone had fucked his mouth, then. Than? Or Hypnos? Somehow, not knowing was incredibly hot. His mind kicked into overdrive, imagining all the things that could have happened to him while he was unconscious. His body lying limp and defenseless, with anyone able to come along and do what they wanted to him.
Than’s face relaxed. He bent down and dropped a kiss on Zag’s nose. “Good,” he said. He hesitated. “You look beautiful like this,” he said, his voice almost a whisper.
Zagreus smiled and nuzzled his head closer to Than. It was the only part of himself he could move. “Did you enjoy yourself?” he asked.
“Very much so,” Thanatos said. He glanced over his shoulder to where Hypnos was probably curled up asleep. “Just don’t tell Hypnos. He’ll be insufferable.”
Zagreus chuckled. “I won’t,” he promised, and let himself float on the haze of mingled pain and pleasure. Although privately, he hoped he could convince Thanatos and Hypnos to do this again sometime.