A Moonlit Romp

                                    

                                          

"No!" Anubis gasped, waving a hand to dress himself in his dark robes.
He nearly ran from the room, searching everywhere for his moon god and calling Khonsu's name with growing desperation. With another wave of his hand, Anubis tore the front door from its hinges, following the scent of Khonsu and the lingering smell of sex with it outside. Familiar footprints trailed across the sand garden, suddenly disappearing before the edge.
Anubis roared with desolate rage. He had lost his moon god, again. The dark-eyed god swore it would be for the last time. Everything was wrong with the situation. Only this time, it had been revealed that something was tearing them apart against his mate's will.
The god of the night turned on his heel, ready to seek out the only other god who had ever been able to comfort him in his grief when Khonsu had broken his heart time and again. Anubis would find his father, the God of Chaos, Set.
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Thoth was out in the celestial garden that surrounded the home of his two fathers. His grey eyes were narrowed in concentration as he read a floating scroll that his dad, Horus, was holding up for him with effortless power. The scroll depicted a complicated spell that would ensure the balance of an entire eco-system. But, Thoth's concentration was quickly shot when he sensed the presence of one of his most favorite people.
"Dad, I'll be right back!" The young god exclaimed as he quickly teleported to where he felt the presence of Anubis. The god of night had apparently manifested on the other side of the garden. "Hey, big brother!" Thoth called out as he rushed over towards him.
"Hey," Anubis responded, forcing a smile onto his face. "How's the wisest guy I know?"
Thoth gave his half-brother a tight hug. "The usual," he responded as Anubis gave his white, shaggy hair a pat. "Learning complex spells with dad Horus."
"Ugh, he's a slave driver," Anubis teased, knowing his little brother loved everything that he was taught. The young god was like a sponge. "Hey, uh, where's father Set? I just needed to speak with him about something."
"He's just inside," Thoth responded. He then scrutinized the night god's appearance, as well as the tense look on Anu's face. His voice then lowered in volume to a whisper. "Is it about a K-h-o-n-s-u thing?" He asked, instantly concerned about his sibling.
Anubis stiffened, his false smile falling away.
"Don't tell dad Horus, alright?" Anubis finally said softly. "You know how he gets."
Thoth gave him a solemn nod. "I'll keep him distracted while you two talk," he offered. "But, I can't guarantee that it'll work for very long."
"Thank you, brother," Anubis said giving Thoth another quick hug. "Do you know where father and dad are, exactly, so that I can find one and avoid the other?"
"Dad Horus is out on the other side of the garden with me. Father Set's in his study," the younger god replied.
Anubis nodded, ruffling his half-brother's soft, snowy white hair one more time as he hurried inside. His family lived in a generally small home, but it was surrounded by an enormous garden. The flowers and plants were special celestial species that could never thrive on the mortal plane. Every several years, his fathers would entertain themselves by re-landscaping. The two of them were older gods, so creation came easier to them.
In fact, it was the offspring of their generation that Ra assigned the task of designing children on the mortal plane to. Some gods, like Anubis, had a clear mind what they wanted their mortal children to be like. Others, like Khonsu, had gone to Ra with charts and scrolls of information detailing everything from personality dynamics to the chain of authority. The night god felt a stab of pain in his heart when he recalled the excitement on his lover's face when he described to him the concept of Omega werewolves.