#snv apollo x read

[telvess]

Record of Ragnarok, Apollo x Reader (shot) 🔞

Request for @tulipminami :3 It came out a little different than I've plained. And booyyy... I lost all the confidence I had built with my lame English. Forgive me for all mistakes!

It’s been long time since you left your human life behind you to join Apollo’s retinue and you didn’t regret that decision at all because previous life was full of mushy expectations and unjust restrictions. For as long as you could remember, all you wanted to do was archery and by being by Apollo side, you could dedicate yourself to it completely. However, after some time you discovered something else within yourself: a love for music, but not just any music - the celestial music of Apollo. His melodious voice together with radiant harp never fail to shook your soul. You fell in love the first time you heard his performance. You weren’t even supposed to be there - you were just passing by - you only saw in the distant many women surrounding Apollo and the reason behind it didn’t matter to you until you heard his song. The affection you had to the Sun God’s music started that moment and had never begun to lessen. That’s why every time Apollo expressed a desire to play, you were there to listen. Later you found the courage to ask him for a song directly. It had become your routine - after every archery session you sat down to listen to his performance. It was just for the two of you. — So… — Apollo put on his golden gauntlets and created a harp — What song would you like to listen, y/n? You put your arrows to the quiver. — Song of Seikilos! — you said with excitement, because that song was created by human in your lifetime. Even if you didn’t miss your past life, you felt a strange connection with that song. Apollo smiled at you and touched the chords. As the sad melody rung out, you closed your eyes to fully enjoy the moment. The song was gentle and full of sorrow, it was written in remembrance of a deceased wife. After an extended beginning Apollo began singing. The world confined itself to just small space you two shared. With your eyes closed you were surprised that Apollo’s voice was becoming louder and clearer over time. You opened your eyes to see his handsome face right in from of you. Your noses were almost touching. There was something strange in his eyes, some kind of a spark that you’d never noticed before. Perhaps it was just your imagination… Once he finished the song, everything went back to normal, so you attributed his unusual behaviour as a part of his performance. — This time you sounded different — you said your thought out loud. — It was amazing! You two started walking down the path. — You think so? — Yes, your voice will never cease to impress me — you knew he needed his daily dose of praising and you didn’t mind giving it to him. — Mm… — he murmured with contentment. Suddenly Apollo stopped and so did you. You frowned as you saw that strange thing in his eyes again that you couldn’t name before. — You weird — you said with laugh. — How could you say such thing? — he looked outraged, but you knew he joked around. — I’m kidding — you admitted anyway. The corner of his lips moved slightly, his eyes met yours, and suddenly the air around you became heavier. Part of your subconscious knew what was about to happen before it happened. As Apollo leaned towards you, you understood what his strange look meant. He had never shown even a hint of desire for you. — No! — you shouted — Don’t do it! Apollo froze for a moment, confusion was all over his face. — Why not? — his face quickly lighted up — You would like this — he declared. You blushed at this sudden confession. How could being so sweet and confident at the same time come so naturally to him? — Ugh, because we’re friends! — you said as it was the most obvious thing in the world. — That doesn’t collide — he said, innocently. — It does. Afterwards we would be awkward — you muttered, a weird pressure preventing you from looking him in the eyes anymore. — We? Awkward? — Apollo repeated slowly, as if he couldn’t believe what you just said. — Nonsense! You just smiled at him and started walking again. You hoped he would drop that subject and your prayer was answered: Apollo followed you, however you spent the rest of the way in silence.

The next time you spent time together, Apollo at first looked like nothing had happened. You decided to not give it a second thought and enjoy company of a friend, but the longer you were together, the more you saw subtle changes in his behaviour. — That was lovely. I’ve never heard that song before — you said after listening to his performance. Apollo just gave you another of his beautiful smiles, but something told you it was forced. Tired of this game you decided to bring it up. — You seem distracted. — Hmm? How so? You knew he played dumb, and you felt in your guts that he knew you knew. Maybe he was pretending on purpose because he wanted you to start this conversation? — Apollo… — A thought occurred to me — he confessed with thoughtful expression. You didn’t dare break the silence again, so you just watched him. Apollo quickly noticed that — Nothing to worry about, dear! — Tell me! — you lost your temper — Just tell me what’s bothering you. It seemed Apollo actually waited for you to drilling the topic, this time a smile that appeared on his face wasn’t forced. He placed a finger on his chin as if he was deep in thought about how to put into words what was on his mind. — Well… — he started very slowly, his eyes fell on you — A girl who doesn’t want to taste my lips. You blinked quickly. Apollo regaled you with playful smile, toying with your shocked reaction. — Oh, I see… how cleaver of you — you mumbled, your cheeks warmed up by the treatment he just gave you, but you didn’t let yourself lost in that pleasant tickling inside your belly and quickly came up with an idea — Think of it this way: you would be very disappointed with my performance — as you finish sentence, you found enough bravery to stab his chest with your finger. Fate had decided that your finger landed right between decorative stripes that barely covered his chest. You swallowed, feeling his bare skin. Apollo stared at the place you just touched in silence. You had no idea if this simple action had the same effect on him as it had on you, or if he was just considering if you had crossed the line with your impertinence. — How so? — Apollo asked after awhile, he still seemed pensive. — Isn’t it obvious? You knew that he knew everything about you. Even that you’d never touched other lips before. As if he reading your thoughts, Apollo said: — That wouldn’t make it worse, just different. You didn’t know what to answer. His commitment scared you a little, so your legs carried you by themselves. You could felt his gaze on your back and unpleasant feeling in your chest.

It’s been a few days since you spoke to each other. You needed time to sort out your emotions. Apollo didn’t pressure you, which you greatly appreciated. You found him in a clearing behind his palace, resting below a olive tree. You approached him with a gentle smile, repeating in your mind prepared speech. Apollo didn’t react to your presence, almost as if he didn’t notice you. — Apollo, would you like to sing for me? — you asked. You just needed to break the ice and then the opportunity to talk about your problem would arrive itself. But Apollo had other plans. — I believe I don’t have time right now — was his reply. It was strange, but you understood. — Later then? — I’m gonna be busy. You frowned, you definitely weren’t expecting a second rejection. — With what? — you asked, surprised. His face was blank the entire time, he didn’t look at you once. Sky seemed much more interesting to him. — I don’t know yet — Apollo remained adamant. You felt a pang in your heart that quickly filled with anger. — Ugh! — you left him under the tree. You couldn’t believe how he just treated you. And all that because of a kiss? You felt partly betrayed but - what surprised you the most - in the other hand, you shared his aversion towards you. Maybe the anger you felt wasn’t directed at Apollo? Maybe you were very stupid? Maybe it was a time for…?

The sounds of splashing water, giggles, laughs, birdsong… What a sweet day it was to take a bath. You'd finally decided - after all these years - that it was time for you to join the other women in their daily fun in the fountain. You unbuckled your belt and let the toga fell. The breeze made you shiver, but you liked it. You looked around, but nobody even notice - or more likely, bothered - what you you had just done and that realization gave you the strength to overcome your innate shyness. — Now, now, my ladies, don’t you worry. I promise there’s plenty for every single one of you — you overheard Apollo.

He sat at his usually spot, right below a sculpture depicting his likeness, surrounded by women of every species. They squealed and giggled as he placed small kisses on their foreheads. Except for the warm rays of the sun, everyone was too busy to notice that you had entered the fountain. Or you hoped so. When you were dipping in the water, you checked the gathering once more and your eyes met Apollo’s. Whatever was going on in his mind wasn’t visible on his face. Even if he wanted to greet you or show any other kind of attention, ladies around him wouldn’t give him opportunity to do so. The water was perfect. Not to mention the delicate aroma of flowers wafting through, that probably could calm down the most enraged berserker. You let your body relax in a place of your choosing, on the side of the sculpture, leaning against the edge of the fountain. You didn’t come with any particular plan so you just watched and let things play out. Apollo was a man of his word, he fulfilled his promise with great passion. You couldn’t help but smiled at his commitment. When there were only a few women left, you turned your back on him and waited. The corners of your mouth twitched as you felt his hand on your back. Apollo approached you on the side with soft but very happy smile. Sudden shivers down your spine surprised you. — Oh, h-hi — you said.

Apollo's eyes rested on your chest for only a second, but the moment your eyes met again, your confidence flew away. Why did your stupid heart have to beat faster now? Everything was going smoothly until now, but suddenly it seemed like control was slipping away from you. — I like what I see — Apollo said in the most charming way possible. You always thought you knew him very well. How naive of you… It seemed like you only knew one side of him. You had witnessed many of his flirting attempts, but that was the very first time he had used his charm on you and nothing could have prepared you for it. — And I don’t like that I’m not h-hearing somet-thing — you barely mumbled. Your cheeks started to burn. Apollo lowered his head to be at the same level as yours. You could get lost in his eyes for days. Before you knew it, you were leaning towards him as if you were under hypnosis. You felt his warm breath on your lips when he also began to close the gap between you. You looked at full lips of his, you’d seen them so many times, yet this time you wanted something different from them. Not just singing, even if that was the reason you came here. And as you two were about to kiss, the rest of your consciousness forced you to place your finger on Apollo’s lips. — Wait — you whispered — Will you sing for me? Apollo’s concern disappeared when he understood what you meant. A smile he sent you took your breath away. He grabbed your hand and placed a gentle kiss on your finger. — All night long — he promised. He didn’t give you any time for objection - even if he knew you didn’t have any - and kissed you. It wasn’t like you were caught by surprise but you’d never felt any lips before and that sudden experience shocked you a bit. You froze, trying to process everything you felt. Apollo’s sweet and soft lips that now gently massaged yours, the burning sensation flowing from face to chest, and from chest to pussy, and was taking away every piece of common sense. His delicious scent, his hand that appeared out of nowhere at your cheek, his thumb that slowly caressed your chin and encouraged you to join him in this quaint dance. You had no idea what to do, so you listened to your instinct. You grabbed his lower lip and squeezed a little. Your hand found his neck on its own as you deepened the kiss. At some point, Apollo’s tongue started exploring your mouth which made everything even more intense. You heard someone moaning and with surprise you realized it was you. The fountain, the other women, the water, the birdsong, everything became distant. The world had been closed so nobody or nothing could disturb you. Apollo pulled you closer to him. You touched his perfectly sculpted muscles, enjoying touch of warm skin. His hands roamed freely on your back and waists, sending shivers down every nerve in your body. You felt chills between your legs. Your body completely relaxed under his touch and the kiss felt so good that you wondered why you hadn’t tried it before. You could spend days just kissing Apollo’s lips.

Then everything was back on track, the world existed again: water in the fountain, other women around you, the sweet birdsong and the clean sky above you. Apollo stopped the kiss but still held you close to his chest. You heard his heartbeat. You looked into his warm eyes and you saw the same excitement you felt. — Was that disappointed? — you asked. Apollo blinked few times in surprise, but quickly smiled at you. — Not at all — he answered slowly — Are we awkward? Now was your turn to blink. You snorted which led to laugh, Apollo joined you. You felt his entire figure was shaking. He was right - you two awkward? What a nonsense! You cooled down and - with sly smile on your face - sprayed Apollo with water. You caught him completely off guard, which gave you enough time to get out of his reach. You leaped over fountain’s rim and ran a few meters away to where you left your toga. You looked over your shoulder to see Apollo’s very pleasant face. He knew he didn’t have to follow you and you knew where to look for him at night. After all, he owned you so many songs.