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You sat in a field playing your favorite instrument. The music you were producing was absolutely beautiful.

Of course you were going to attract the attention of a God. Apollo watched and listened to you play from acoss the field.

Your eyes were closed and you were completely immersed in playing your music. And, of course you knew Apollo was the God of Music, you worshipped him often for this fact.

You hadn't noticed him stand beside you. You finished your song and looked around.

You happened to look up. Is, t-that Apollo?! You threw yourself onto your knees and looked down. "M-my Lord, Ap-ppollo." Your voice quivered.

"What is your name?" Apollo asked. "It's ________." You told him. "That's a beautiful name." He smiled at you as you burned crimson.

He grabbed your instrument. "What is this?" He asked. "It's an Ocarina*, My Lord-d." You were still on your knees and refusing to look him in the eye.

"Look at me." Your head swung up with swift compliance. "What might I do to please you, God Apollo?"

Apollo smirked at your complete submission to him. "Teach me how to play this instrument."

You couldn't believe your ears, perhaps you were hallucinating. The almighty Apollo wanted you to teach him how to play your instrument?

Apollo had to be the most attractive person you had ever had the pleasure to gaze upon. Perfect symmetrical face, golden locks, and a perfect, muscular, and tall body.

Apollo sat on the grass next to you. You flicked your eyes on him for a second.

"Okay, you place your mouth on the neck and blow air into it. Then you place your fingers over the holes to get the note you want. Would you like me to explain again, My Lord?" You asked.

You looked up at him, only to realize he had been gazing at you intently the whole time you were talking. You blushed furiously.

"You may try if you'd like?" You handed him your Ocarina. Your fingertips connecting with each other and your turned redder.

He placed his mouth on the neck piece and played beautiful music effortlessly. He stopped playing and looked at you. "You play beautifully, My Lord."

"I will have to get Hermes to make me one of these like he made me my lyre." He said to you.

"Play me a song." He ordered. He handed the ocarina back to you. You placed your mouth on the neck. You could taste where he had put his mouth. You blushed severely tasting him.

You tried to get over yourself fast and play a song for him. You decided on a soothing, short song. Apollo smiled as you finished.

He peered up to you. "What can I repay you with?" He asked. You blushed. "My Lord Apollo, it was an honor to help you. I wish for nothing in return." I said.

"If you recall, the relation between the Gods and Mortals is, quid pro quo." He looked at me with a look that said, 'Do you even know Greek Religion?'

"What do you want?" Apollo asked. "I feel beyond selfish, but if you insist. Please teach me how to play the lyre."

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Apollo returned to you the next day out of the blue. He apparated directly in front of you. You dropped to your knees immediately. "M-my Lord-d, you've caught me of-ff guard." You burned red.

Apollo chuckled. "You know, you don't have to kneel to me. A bow would do." He said. "You are deserving of the upmost respect, My Lord." You said in return. Apollo smiled.

"Sit." He commanded. "You requested I teach you the lyre, correct?" Apollo asked. "Yes, My Lord." You said as you turned pink.

"You blush at me a lot." Apollo said. "I'm sorry." You said and hid your face with your hands. Apollo pulled your hands away. "It's a lovely color on you, I'd rather you not hide from me." Apollo said. You turned even redder. Apollo smirked.

He sat and thought for a minute before he spoke. "I know how you feel about me, your blush was all over your face when you played the ocarina after I did. You like the taste of me." He wouldn't break eye contact with you.

You looked down, mortified. "I-I don't-t know what your talk-king about." You muttered. "You even stutter at me. You wouldn't lie to a God, would you?" Apollo chuckled inside. You were cute to toy with. He wouldn't mind being with you for a while.

"N-no." You said under your breath. "Then say it. Say you like the taste of me." He commanded. You felt like dying.

"I-I, uh, I.." You tried to speak but no words formed. Apollo chuckled. "You're cute, do you know that?" He ran his hand up your arm. You got goosebumps everywhere.

Apollo raised one eyebrow. "Does my touch do that much to you?" You faintly nodded. He smirked. "Then let's see what a kiss will do." He placed his lips on yours and you swore you saw Olympus.

He continued down your neck not missing a spot. It was sweet torture. "What-t hap-ppened to my lyre lesson-n?" You struggled to get words out.

He pulled away from your neck and looked at you like you had two heads. "I'm giving you ecstasy and you'd rather want a boring lesson?"

"Not-t really." You said. "If that's the true case then beg for it." Apollo said. "What?!" You gaped. "Beg." He commanded.

You took a deep breath. "T-touch me." You said barely audible. Apollo let out a chuckle. "You're going to have to do better than that."

You squirmed around. "Please touch me." This time around you spoke louder. You prayed in your head this time would work. Apollo sighed. "I guess that will do."

You lie on the ground with Apollo looming over you. He sucked all over your neck and his hands roamed all up your sides.

You suppressed moans, if you gave in you'd never be able to live it down. "Moan for me." Apollo ordered. You let out a grunt of agitation. "Nuh-Uh." You said.

"We'll see about that." He looked at you with displeasure as he promptly bit into your delicate flesh. You groaned out. "Nngh~" "Yes, make more sounds for me." Apollo purred out. His hand groped at your breast. "Aah!" You yelped. You felt like putty in his hands.

"Calm down, we're only getting started, love." He winked.

You heard a noise of mist next to you. Was that Aphrodite? "Apollo, I've seen enough of you trying to sex up this poor girl. You dirty rat. And in a field no less! Have you no shame?!"

Aphrodite picked you up off the ground where Apollo had pinned you. "You poor thing. Come here, dear. Get away from this scoundrel." She said to you.

Apollo looked at her in disbelief. "You know that's not true!" Apollo yelled. "Save it, pervert!" Aphrodite yelled.

Apollo wasn't going to go down this easy.

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Apollo had to see you again. You had completely captivated him. The way you blushed and stuttered whenever he talked to you. He was falling for you.

He didn't want to make it seem like he was trying to "Sex you up" as Aphrodite had stated. He just wanted to hear your cute moans. And like hell Apollo was going down that easy.

He apparated in your bedroom to find you playing the Ocarina. He interrupted you. "Hello, beautiful." Apollo purred. "Eep!" You yelped. You looked up to see Apollo. You also looked down to realize you weren't decent.

You were dressed in a t-shirt and panties. "Oh my Gods, don't look at me!" You desperately tried to pull your shirt down. Apollo chuckled then smiled. "Why would I look away. You have very sexy legs." He said as he looked intently at you.

You turned a thousand shades red. "Don't look at me, I mean it!" You yelled. Apollo pouted. "Is that any way to talk to a God?"

You looked at him angrily. "Listen, I know why you came back. I'm not going to be used by you and then you just leave." You sighed.

Apollo looked at you. You were right, he did have a reputation for doing that sort of thing. But he did really like you. He couldn't get enough of you. He wasn't going to leave, like he did the others.

"I really like you _________. I just want to please you. I want you to feel euphoria." He gazed at you lips and licked his own.

You felt like you were burning up. You squirmed. Tonight was a night you definitely were not going to forget.