gods are cool.

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 Sorry Texas, John is here to fuck up your day. More like he's using his wind powers to fuck up your day. Either way, to his own amusement he is watching rain pour and  causing winds to blow at somewhat dangerous speeds. It was cool of the rain god to help a drought, but it was no fun if there wasn't a little chaos to follow. He cracks a laugh when a lady completely loses her umbrella, no more nice hair, and hope she had some waterproof mascara. Because it was pouring.

He won't take any notice to anyone else around him, he's having far too much fun giving hell to the place Dave is usually cast out to when he needs a little time out. Which is literally really funny to him, no matter how many times John abuses his powers, they have only cast him out a couple of times. In a state far away from the one Dave is placed. They never really got along completely in the first place, so John messing with something that Dave might hold dear to him is literally no surprise, hell, John isn't even going to be phased if Dave socks him in the face for even being this terrible to those poor mortals.

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John just rests his head on the keys for a long while before picking his hands up and beginning to play again. It is most definitely jealousy that is holding him from having some sort of friendship with Dave. This is something he can't seem to help. He wants it gone. But the thought of just making Dave's life miserable is just too pleasing to him. It has been something he's done for the last couple of years.

But John leaves the piano room and takes the sheets with him. He prepares himself for the ceremony, wearing his finer clothing and accessories. When he gets there he gets himself a seat where he can see the dancers up close.

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Dave is wearing his best robes and he's all dolled up in gold. Everytime he steps, the coins on his slash bang together along with all his jewelry. If there's ever a time where everyone seems to have a deep want for Dave, it's when he's dancing. Robes that flow and just barely hide perfect skin underneath.

A man made of passion was also a temptress in such a state.

Everyone goes completely quiet as the music starts playing and all the dancers start dancing.

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John is keeping a watchful eye on Dave. The way that the coins jingle, the shift of the fabric against his perfect skin. It is a side of Dave he never really cared to pay attention to. He swallows a couple of times, and also follows along in the necessary steps for this ceremony.

But it is mostly him watching Dave.

It was weird that he could really feel the passion radiating off of Dave, and this is twice in a day. He almost wonders if Dave has accidentally seduced him. He has never been more attracted to him. He is supposed to hate this man.

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After the dancing ends, most of everyone end up talking amongst each other. Talking and eating.

Dave never really stuck to talk around. Grabbing a bowl of fruit, he slinks out of the main hall, aiming to just head back to his room to enjoy his fruit. He was never much for talking. Especially with the other gods. He's done what he was asked to do. They have no reason to stall him.

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There is one more god who slinks out of attending the after ceremony activities. Yup, that god would be John, and he has a mission right now. He isn't sure if he classifies this as anger, more jealousy, or being really high strung sexually. Hell, it might be a combination of all three.

Nevertheless, even if he doesn't understand it, he steps into Dave's room and shuts the door. Fully expecting questions as to why he followed.

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Dave places the bowl on one of the counters, eyebrow raised.

He usually doesn't care about people coming in here, but John not enjoying the festivities and following him? That's kind of weird. "It ain't exactly a party in here. Why aren't you with the others?"

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"Because." He steps forward, making his way right into Dave's personal space. He doesn't really give Dave much of a choice as to whether he wants him there or not. "I am so tired of you being so perfect. I hate you for being perfect. I'm jealous of you." He looks angry, but he doesn't feel angry. His chest feels tight right now and he can't explain why.

Nope. Fuck it. He isn't giving Dave any time to figure it out, and he isn't giving himself any time to figure it out either. He pulls Dave forward and smashes their lips together, it has been far too fucking long since he's had this.

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Jealous of him? He would have ever expected those words coming from John. He isn't even sure why John is jealous. Or how he's perfect (he's pretty sure he isn't).

He doesn't really have much time to think before John is kissing him. Well. Alright? Tell a guy you're jealous of him then start kissing him. He supposes he's experienced weirder things. And for what it's worth. Dave immediately kisses back, pressing up against John until he's pretty much pushing John back towards his bed.

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Dave just doesn't understand. He will never understand why John is so jealous. An explanation would do them both no good, because John simply cannot epxlain the reason for his jealousy.

John didn't expect to actually receive kisses back, he hadn't expected Dave to react to the kiss like this. But he won't complain. He regains his footing after stumbling once on his trip backwards, as soon as the back of his calves touch the bed he pulls Dave on top of him.

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Dave immediately moves to straddle John. His lips haven't left John's at all. John is silly for not expecting this. Dave was the god of passion. If there was anything Dave will earnestly react to, it's this.

Although, he doesn't seem to even ask how far John even wanted to go. His fingers are already trailing underneath John's clothes.

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John is exploring whatever he can with his hands, making sure his lips never leave Dave's. His skin was soft and the way they moved their lips was already a sin in itself.

Not that John minded that he didn't ask. It was clear that John wanted to go as far as Dave was willing to go. He has never needed something like this more than he does right now.

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This is probably gonna be the best sex you've ever had, John. Dave was like a fire. He let off so much heat, but it didn't burn. He grinds his hips against John.

Dave bites at John's bottom lip, his voice low when he speaks up. "I guess it was only a matter of time. I've seen you fuck enough people after all."

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He let out a breathy but very pleased moan. He has never experienced someone grinding their hips like this. Holy shit. This is already turning out better than any other sex he's ever had. They have barely started.

He lets out a breath, he guesses the question on how Dave knew he was a fan of lip biting was answered. "I would call that really fucking weird if you weren't the god of passion."

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"Hey. Don't hate on a kink. Voyeurism isn't that weird. You don't appreciate watching attractive people get it on while getting your rocks off?" He rolls his hips against, fingers moving to start undressing the other. He seems pretty casual with admitting that he gets off to it, but whatever.

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"Never really seen anyone have sex besides some of the other gods." He takes a sharp breath, fuuuuuck. "We really are a completely indecent species." It is true, sometimes gods never make it behind closed doors. John wasn't sure he wanted anyone to see this. "But, if that is what gets you off." He shifts so it's easier to start taking his clothes off, his hands are immediately reaching for Dave's robes.

How is he so scantily clad right now. How?

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"Don't call it indecent. There's nothing indecent about expressing yourself through carnal pleasure." While John might find it indecent, Dave finds it gorgeous. Being stuck in the throes of passion. Making love. It's beautiful to him at the very least. "A lot of things do." Dave shifts so he can start sucking at John's collarbone.

His robes really do make for easy access.

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John just isn't really practiced in this kind of thing, you can have sex all night long but that doesnt mean you're going to be good at it. He slips his hands underneath those robes, exploring the expanse of skin underneath them, tilting his head to expose his neck if Dave wished to go upwards from his collar bone. Perhaps finally John would understand why Dave found things like this to be so beautiful.

"Dave," John really couldn't find anything intelligent to say, so he just breathes out Dave's name. He was going to lose it if Dave wasnt careful.

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Dave sits up and easily shrugs the loose robes off him, body completely exposed except for all the jewelry he's still wearing. For someone who represents fire, his skin is pale and smooth.

He leans down again to press kisses to whatever exposed skin that his mouth can get to.

shitty 3G is shitty.

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John takes a moment to appreciate Dave, every last inch of him. He certainly sees Dave in a different light now. He's bare and showing himself. He lets his hands glide up Dave's side and back down, making sure to appreciate every last muscle across his body. It was clear John was filled with lust and want right now, and it wasnt fueled by hatred.

"You're beautiful."

laughs at you

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"A lot of people say that." His response is neutral. He's kind of used to it. He's also kind of used to people only interested in that.

Dave just casually starts undressing the other, letting out a low hum as he does so. "I didn't think you'd be so docile in bed. You seem like a much more forward guy than that."

>:(

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"It's hard to process shit with you sucking at my collarbones." He lifts up enough to slip his torso out of his own robes, he would worry about shrugging the rest off when Dave wanted them off. "You've watched me have enough sex. You really think I'm a forward guy? Those humans are pretty easy to scare off if you're forward in trying to take them to bed, they aren't like us in the respect that we just take what we want when we desire this. I may lack most forms of common sense, but I don't lack tact when I'm trying to take someone to bed."

He rolls his eyes and moves to pull Dave back down for another kiss, they should probably shut up and not talk about things. That was a good way for them to get into some stupid argument and John is not in the mood to stop doing what they're doing.

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"Of course I think so," Dave breathes out. "Just because you may change your tactics for humans doesn't mean that I can't see the force behind it. I can feel it. That strength and passion and want." Dave rolls his hips down against John's letting out a pleased sigh. "And I'm not human anyways, so you don't really have to worry about scaring me off." Not that Dave ever gets scared off. There was no way to instill fear in the God of Fire and Passion.

Dave kisses him back hard. "Let's be honest. You want to take all that you desire, but you can't do that with humans now can you."

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"Hah," John laughs only because he thinks part of that statement is funny. He doesn't see how Dave is even standing being in the same bed much less kissing him on the mouth right now. John has been and always will be such an asshole to him. He breathes again when their hips connect, fuck. He wants this so bad right now. "Even after everything I have ever done to you?"

John closes his eyes for a moment, enjoying the passion between the both of them. If this wasn't everything he had ever been looking for in a sexual partner he didn't know what was. "Humans are too weak to handle what I have to offer."

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Dave continues to rut against John until there's a nice rhythm. "I've been slighted all my life. You can't honestly think I'd hold grudges over just you. I don't really have the luxury to do that anyways. I rather spend it in better ways. Like sex." Dave wasn't embarrassed at all. It's not like it isn't a secret that all of them have pretty extravagant sex lives.

"There's a lot of gods up here you could tussle with." Dave has had his fair share of sex with the others.

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John's hands are holding Dave's hips, encouraging him to continue the rhythm. "I take cheap shots at you all the fucking time." He takes a deep breath. "I more or less expected you to object to this outright. Even if you are the God of Passion." Yeah, they could always spend the time they are angry at each other having sex, it would be a lot more productive.

"But I choose you of all the ones I have to choose from," John snorts, rolling his hips up to meet Dave's. This isn't his first roundabout with a god, no. But this is the first time he's actually so far been completely satisfied.