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Currently, the exobytes released by Lex Luthor are affecting humans throughout the entire world, thus giving them powers. Now the various hero groups must find these newly created metahumans and train them. At the same time however, the Legion of Doom is also planning on seizing this opportunity to perhaps encourage the creation of more villains. So, choose your side, as soon it won't matter once the day when Braniac comes.
Phin had been out running early this morning. He figured it would help ease his mind from the stress of his new Tv Show. It was nice to get out of the estate for once. He took his time to make sure he didn't wake the man on top of him. It seemed he was enjoying his body warmth a little because when he stood the man let out a groan.
The god slipped on some shorts and a tanktop before fixing his phone to his arm and putting in the head phones. Making his way down the twisting black marble stairs he came into the foyer where the black river flowed in and out of the underworld. He walked out the front door and pet Cerberus on the head before running out into the rainy darkness that was gotham.
The light of he day tried to peak through the clouds as he returned. He knew he should start some cooking and bring the king of the underworld a treat in bed. He left the head phones in slipping his shoes off he walked towards the kitchen singing a long to the song in his ears. "Like sugaaaar, Shooting your way through my veins. You baffled me but I say, You’re lining them out in the rain No shelter." HIs voice echoed through the house as he pulled out the ingredients to make crapes.
hades was not dreaming. in fact, he wasn't even having a nightmare. it was impossible to come up with scenarios within his subconscious, which was why it never happened. he just slept peacefully; despite being the god of the underworld, the king of hell, the reaper that everybody should be scared about. good thing he had people like artemis and poseidon who were not phased by his way of living.
this didn't mean he was incapable of a relationship. or whatever he was having with phin. when he woke up, hades was quickly reminded that he had shared a bed with the god of the sea. his body went cold under the sun that filled in from the window, though it usually came with being from the coldest and most cruel place on earth.
he made his way downstairs; coming up behind a singing, phineas carter with an emotionless expression on his own face. he pressed up against him; brushing his cold body against the spine of phin, surely cold enough to let him know he was standing behind him. his eyes wavered over the god's shoulder in curiosity, remaining silent in wait.
What does one feed a God for breakfast? He often thought about the things he himself would eat but that really didn't work for Damian. He was Hades after all and his tastes for things were very different from his own he just knew Hades enjoyed the way he tasted. This thought pulled a smirk onto the god's face as he started mixing things in a bowl.
He was still singing a long, "Had to look up when I saw you, almost instant struck by lightning.
Staring at the back of the staaars." He was too deeply into his music that he couldn't hear Hades walking up behind him. He paused as he felt the cold skin along his back. "Mmmmm ,It's like looking in the mirror. Just before the dawn it's the darkest. So, is this what you're on end you're honest. Everything is in on the outside."
He slowly rolled his hips and reached to grab Hades' hands and place them on his abs. He knew who it was just by his scent alone. It was no mistaking him for anyone else. He worked his ass against Damian's crotch . To be honest he wouldn't mind it if he found his leg on the counter an the man behind him balls deep in his ass. He wanted to be fucked all the time these days. his sex drive was a lot worse than it was so long ago.
It probably looked weird to people as he walked down the streets with a bear cub in his arms. Beside him was his pit who wasn't even on a leash, wearing a 'Surrogate Mother' vest even that Dakota made himself. The dog was panting and just walking beside him, the cub sleeping in his arms. He held another piece of paper in his hand and looked around the neighborhood. He was sure in the right spot. He could even smell their aromas. He looked down at the dog as the dog gazed at him too. He frowned. "Hey it's my first time Rebel...don't judge my lack of direction." he huffed some and continued on before he caught the scent of them as well and then headed in that direction
when he went to the house he paused. Shit it reeked of his uncles. He frowned a bit and then heaved the bear cub more in his single arm before walking over and knocking on the door. He might as well be modest right? Like hell he really was.
eating had become an insignificant thought for awhile now. hades didn't eat much; if he put anything in his mouth, it would be the souls of the unfortunate - and usually poseidon's dick, or his sexy, little hole. but that was a different story for a different time. no one really needed to know how many times hades had made poseidon cum like a hose that was unable to be turned off. that was just the perks of being a god, though. he could stimulate any part of the human body for his own sick, and usually twisted pleasure.
at least phin knew he was there. not completely caught up in his music, the god of the sea started to work his hips and grind back against hades. he moaned, the friction of plump cheeks rubbing against his morning wood brought arousal, jaw clenching. his hand found poseidon's hip in time to hear the door knocked on; a growl of annoyance sheathing out of him in response. he impatiently flicked his other hand to the side, aiming his shadows towards the door.
he looked over his shoulder from phin; eyes glazed over the young god, his nephew, artemis. hades grumbled under his breath but forced a smile. meanwhile, his hands inched lower to part the other god's legs, sending jolts of electricity to phin's nipples to heighten his arousal and heart rate. "hey there, artemis." damian finally uttered, his grinding slower but still very existent. his nephew would still most likely see what they were in the middle of anyway.