This takes place before Percy and Annabeth and even camp half-blood. This was before Artemis swore to be a forever maiden. Tell me what you think
"Poseidon, the water…" Artemis panted as Poseidon kissed her neck roughly. He bit down on her neck lightly and she moaned in pleasure as he licked the spot and kissed it.
They had been a couple for all of two weeks out of their immortal lives and the water had started to take tendencies to be pulled by the moon. They met on the same beach every night to express their love for each other. None of the other gods and/or demigods had figured out about their relationship though the kids had started to show signs.
A long time ago before she took her vow to be a maiden Artemis was much like the other gods. She had less kids then the rest, but she still had her half-blood children. They were starting to hang around the water more and Artemis was seeing it as a sign.
Poseidon's children had started to have late night trips to stare at the moon. They were growing attached to the night air as much as Poseidon was. His kids would sit on the beaches and stare at the moon for hours.
Camp Half-Blood was not yet established so the kids would sit on the local beaches. Artemis watched her kids carefully through the day who had started to fall in love with the Poseidon children without realizing. Without having to claim their children they could watch and pretend it wasn't happening.
"Poseidon…" Artemis breathed as the water reached her toes.
"What is it my love?" He finally answered to his name as she rested her head on his chest.
"The water, it's coming higher." She noticed as it wrapped around her feet. It was the middle of the winter and they were sitting on the equator. It was gorgeous weather and the water was perfect.
"I like to call it tide. It's high tide right now." Poseidon watched as the water came and enveloped her feet again. He buried his face in her hair taking in the scent of the woods she had on her every time. "It's pulled by the moon. It gravitates toward its beauty at certain times."
"Is that how you feel? You gravitate toward me?" She asked setting a hand on his bare chest. He was in swim trunks and she was in a silver bikini. Being gods, they hadn't introduced the blessing of swimsuits to the human race.
"Every day, every hour, every minute, every second, I feel that way." Poseidon responded to her stroking her hair with one hand. The other hand was wrapped around her back toying with the bikini tie.
The water shimmered leaving a reflection of the moon that had never been there. Artemis was shocked at the sudden appearance of the moon in the water. She looked at Poseidon with a quizzical expression.
"You'll always be in my eyes." Poseidon explained to her pointing out the reflection in the water.
"Oh Poseidon, I hope this never changes." She snuggled into his chest resting her eyes for a second before she fell asleep.
Poseidon wrapped his arms around the small figure of the woman sleeping. Her auburn hair was down moving slightly in the soft wind. He remembered staring into those silver eyes at the Winter Solstice this year and her staring right back. She was sitting by her twin who was in his simple toga. Her being the master of the hunt her toga was short and cut half way down her thigh. It was short. He had stared at those soft tanned legs. The muscles of a hunter defined so that it fit a woman's body. He had nearly drooled at the sight, but he held it off by trying to listen to his brother, Zeus and his wife.
A wave crashed against the sands and Poseidon checked the position of the moon. He was out late and needed to get back to the waters. He slid out from under Artemis making sure she wouldn't fall off the towel. Poseidon kissed her forehead and bid her farewell.
"Always I will gravitate toward you. Forgive me for my hasty farewell." He whispered to her before he walked down into the water.
The goddess still lay on the beach sleeping peacefully. Dreams of Lord Poseidon becoming her immortal husband flowed through her self-conscious mind. Artemis knew he had left and apologized because he did it every night when she fell asleep. He had left a note the first time explaining his leave. She knew Poseidon would have to leave to rule his realm.
She sat up watching as his black hair disappeared beneath the surf. She pulled her knees close into her body watching as the first sign of day began to paint the horizon orange. Her time was ending until next night fall. Her brother was taking over for now.
"I hope you're right." Artemis whispered as the water retracted from the sand going into a stated of low tide following the moon into disappearance. She stood wiping the sand off of her calf and feet. As soon as she was done her bikini was gone and in its place was the short hunters' toga. She waited as her brother appeared by her side picking her up in his chariot to take her to her huntress camp.
The only other Olympian god that knew was her brother Apollo and for that Artemis was grateful. Aphrodite would have turned into something huge thing that would end up in the records and that was the last thing she needed.
"How'd your night go?" Apollo wondered throwing down a whip to the pegasi in front of him.
"Nigh perfect," She responded leaning over the edge to watch the orange painted landscape fly by.
"You know I don't like it." Apollo mumbled whipping his steeds again. Artemis shivered at the sound, but she knew it was required.
The leader of his team was the only one not whipped. He took the front of the five pegasi with his head held high. He knew the route and the speed in which needed. He practically pulled the chariot alone. The others were still trying to keep up. The leader of the team was none other than Blackjack. He had been a gift from Poseidon aiding the half-blood or god that needed him. Right now, it just happens to be Lord Apollo.
"I know, but you can say nothing and complain none. Aphrodite would make my life miserable." Artemis said putting a reassuring hand on her brother's shoulder.
"I've already agreed to it. I'm not saying I would go back on my word. I just disagree with your lust." Apollo huffed not taking his eyes off the sky in front of him.
They were nearing a clearing in the woods. That was the main base for the Huntresses. Silver tents were in a large circle around a hearth. Hestia was recently hanging around with the huntresses watching to see how it was run. Hestia agreed with the homestead. Artemis wasn't in great terms with her thoughts, but they were good friends none the less.
"It's lust for now, but I think it could progress. He is a very gently man." Artemis's tone was gruff when fighting what she believed for, but when she spoke of Poseidon's gentle hands or his loving nature she couldn't help but to drift off into her own words.
"Yea, yea, just don't get too far in." Apollo started to make his chariot descend into the clearing. The huntresses had just gone to bed so they would be sleeping for the next four hours. "That's all we need is for the universe to change permanently."
"What do you mean permanently?" Artemis questioned watching as Hestia flashed her red eyes up in their direction.
"I mean the reflection on the water. That just happens to appear all of the sudden because he has so much respect for the goddess of the hunt? And the water tendencies are starting to change water levels rising and falling at different times of the day." Apollo said quickly just as the chariot touched down. "Someone's going to notice."
"Who's going to notice what?" Hestia asked heading their way from the hearth. She was carrying a small stick with a glowing red tip. That was where they got the idea of magic wands.
"That… I haven't been sleeping enough. I'm going to get bags under my eyes." Artemis quickly answered rubbing her eyes a bit.
"Well, you have been spending a lot of time checking on the forest animals at night." Hestia pointed out putting a hand on her hip. "Maybe you should take a break one of these nights." She suggested.
"Maybe you should." Apollo agreed hugging his sister before she jumped from the chariot.
"Maybe you should stop whipping your horses." Artemis hissed walking toward her tents. "I'm just trying to protect the animals." She said before going into her lone tent.
She laid down on her cot thinking back on the night. She smiled involuntarily at the thought of Poseidon's gentle hands at her waist guiding her body so that it stayed close to his. His soft lips molding against hers and the playful bite that had marked her as his for those few moments of their togetherness. It was truly a good night.
~Poseidon~
He sat upon his throne thinking about Artemis while his wife sat his side nagging. She was going on and on about how he spent too much time at the surface checking upon the marine mammals. "The porpoises will be just fine. Let them live their lives. I need you down here." The only reason she was nagging so much is because she was pregnant with his heir.
Whenever Poseidon thought about have an immortal son he couldn't see it as this creatures son. He pictured it in the future. Black hair green eyes, just like his father. An orange shirt on and a blonde haired girl at his side ready for battle. He wasn't sure if the blonde would be his girlfriend or a good friend. Though, he hoped for his son's sake that she would be more than just a friend. That was who he pictured as his heir.
Other times he would picture his heir with silver eyes and his mother standing behind him smirking. Black hair billowing around his face that was messy, but not too messy. His heir would have a trident in one hand but would have a bow and arrows strapped to his back. This picture was less often materialized, but it was there, encrypted in his mind so that when he wished it; he could see it.
"And that's another thing… ARE YOU LISTENING TO ME?!?" She bellowed at him through one ear and out the other.
Poseidon still responded, "No, I'm not listening to you." He said calmly standing and taking his trident in hand.
"You need to get your head out of the sea foam Poseidon. We're going to have a baby running around here soon and we haven't even chosen a name." She began nagging again. Poseidon had tuned her out and was heading for his dining hall.
"Lord, would you like me to begin the breakfast course early?" One of the mermen asked as Poseidon came to sit at his grand dining room table.
"No, no, I just want you to lock my wife out of this room." He answered quickly pointing toward the doors.
"Very well Lord." The merman swam up locking the doors with two large bars that looked like golden rods.
Poseidon sank into his seat effectively relaxing for the first time since he had left the beach this morning. There were a few ambrosia squares sitting on a platter and Poseidon nibbled on them.
His mind drifted off again seeing the auburn haired girl wrapped in his arms. Poseidon felt as her fingers delicately stroked his chest. Her lips leaving a feeling of numbness where they met his. Artemis was always so peaceful when is came to just sitting in the wild. She would sit and talk to anything with a heartbeat because she could understand them. But, when she talked to him he took in every word storing it so that he could rejoice on it later.
Someone's knuckles rapped on the door a couple of times and then went silent. Poseidon ignored them and continued to think about the nigh perfect night. The only bad part was him having to leave her on the shore as he walked away back into his world.
"Poseidon, open this door!" His wife bellowed.
He sighed wishing he could escape this never ending torture. She had been yelling at Poseidon for the past eight months now. He wished she would have the baby and then disappear. It was getting to the point that Poseidon was ready to smite her and finish it. No heir, no wife, no nagging, it was starting to sound pretty good.
"Poseidon, if you don't open this door… I'll… I'll…" She had to think about it trying to come up with a good threatening statement. "I'll kill myself." She decided sounding smug.
"Fine with me…" He muttered not really processing the words escaping his lips.
"What did you say?" She demanded sounding even more infuriated.
"I said, 'I'll be right there'." He stood from his seat and removed the bars from the doors so that she could ruin his semi-peace.
"Now Poseidon," She said sweetly stepping in front of him. She was having heavy mood swings. "Pick a name for your son."
"Trident," He said lazily.
"Thank you, that's all I ask for." She simply said before turning around and leaving.
Poseidon sat back down at the table running his fingers through his hair. All he was waiting for was night fall so that he could see his love.
This will not be a one shot because we have to get to the part where she becomes a forever maiden. I like writng like this as well. It should be interesting.