I promise that this story will have plot! But it started out as a one shot in my one shot series of Soangelo and I fell in love with the story and wanted to create a story around it. Yes this weekly series will have smut in it but fluff and plot as well. If you don't like them don't read. Please follow since I will be updating this story weekly. Review at will. I own nothing this is all Uncle Ricks characters I just made up the story. Xoxo fandom lovers!

Wills POV

Just another day at the Solace Di Angelo house. Will was putting on his tie in the mirror when he smelled the fragrant odor of bacon wafting from downstairs. Footsteps in the hall let him know that one of the three kids was running behind this morning. Putting on his cuff links and smoothing his hair he made his way downstairs. Nico was standing by the stove making plates and selfishly stealing bacon as he portioned eggs and biscuits on 5 plates. 2 hour delay this morning so that means hot breakfast for everyone. Will was going into his office late since his first appointment wasn't until 10:30.

Nico had his hair up in a messy bun on top of his head. Will loved that he decided to keep it long this year. Thick black frames sat on the end of his nose slightly askew setting off the long loose black tank top that danced around his black yoga pants. Nico will never change up his color pallet no matter how much Will tried to convince him. The best he's done was when he wore a blood red shirt with his black suit at their wedding 20 years ago. Will was getting wrinkles around his eyes and grey streaks in his blond hair yet Nico was fucking timeless. Just as beautiful as the moment they met. Maybe that casino got into his veins. Over a hundred years old now and doesn't look a day over 22. Will still gets enraged when he gets carded but the guy will just look at Will like "Yeah your old as fuck dude your cool."

Bianca and Naomi the twins were chatting passing out everyone's plates. Paul the oldest was trying to stay awake at the end of the table. Looks like he stayed up late with his guitar again. His 16th birthday was right around the corner and his 13 year old sisters were begging to be part of whatever he decided to do but he wasn't budging. Will suspected that he was in the stage where having your little sisters along for the ride was bad for his rep. The twins were starting to get boy crazy and Will was hating every minute of it. While Bianca was eating Nico was braiding her hair for the day. Nico was always better at the Mom stuff than me. He would teach them how to do their make up and hair and talk boys with them. Also he had been teaching the kids to fight since they could walk. I was Dad and Nico was Papa but if we had to be honest he was Mama.

Bianca and Naomi were his biologically and Paul was mine. We used the same donor for both so the kids would be biologically related. We made an incredible family. The twins were spitting images of Nico and Paul had my eyes and but his bio mothers dark hair which only made him feel more like he was mine and Nicos together. Poor Nico though because all of them were going to be taller than him. My small darling in a family of giants. I had been planning something all week for Nicos birthday. Between all the hours I've put into my practice and Nico running around with the kids doing homework and elective after school activities we haven't had much time to be "Us" this year. 20 years and I still love him as much today as I did all those years ago at camp.

Nicos POV

The girls are all ready for school and Paul looks like he's about to drown himself in his juice. Will thinks he is so slick planning shit for my birthday like I don't know. His mother called me a week ago asking what time school let out so she could take the kids with her for the whole weekend including delivering them to school on Monday. Wills mother moved to Long Island once Paul was born. I won't lie I was worried about that move. Naomi and her big Texas hair were only tolerable for about an afternoon for me and Will knew it. I also worried that she would be more favorable towards Paul since she was genetically her grandson but I was pleasantly surprised how much she attached to the girls. Bianca was her favorite though she will never admit it. Always playing country songs on the porch with her til my ears bled. The kids loved their "Mimi" gods I hated that name but she insisted on it saying that grandma sounded to old. I threw up on my mouth a little every time I hear the kids call her that. I love the girls so much and as a parent you shouldn't play favorites but Paul was my boy. My first born. I would let that boy get away with murder and his father knew it.

Will was out the door soon after breakfast giving me a chaste kiss on the way out. 20 years and the man cannot leave a room without giving me atleast one kiss. The skeletal butterflies still work in my stomach at the site of my husband. Will thinks he looks older than he does but what he doesn't get is that I still think he's the sexiest man I've ever met. Age has done him well and given him a mature stride that leaves me swooning like a fan girl over a really hot band member. Except for when he actually sings then I want to punch him in the throat. Son of Apollo god of music and his mother a famous country singer... can't sing one note on key. That aside those aren't the notes I like hearing him hit. I have other noises for him in mind for my birthday.

Loading all the kids in the minivan and yes I Nico Di Angelo lord of darkness and ghost king drive a black minivan and have those stupid fucking stick families on the back but they were zombies that was my condition. Giving the kids a kiss goodbye as they filed out of the van for school I went home to change clothes. My father has me do favors for him while the kids are at school and today he had said he wanted to talk to me about something. Clad in my black jeans doc Martin boots and my new Prada button down shirt in charcoal grey I headed to the kitchen to get a cup of coffee or as I like to call it my first love before a trip down to the underworld only to find my father sitting at the breakfast bar with a cup waiting for me.

"That's a nice shirt when did you get that?"

"Piper got it for me for Christmas."

"It looks good I may have your step mother get one for me on her next trip with her mother."

"Your going to wait til June for a shirt?"

"I've waited longer for less"

"Why did you come here I was on my way to you?"

"Thought I would give you the weekend off. That husband of yours messaged me that he needed you alone this weekend I'm assuming for your birthday."

"Oh did he now?"

P"He did indeed"

"Well Mr. Sunshine just thinks he has everything all planned out doesn't he."

"It would seem so. I also have a gift for you. Plus some stuff for the kids"

"I swear father you spoil those three rotten."

"Well what can I say between your kids and Hazels I finally have a big family to enjoy."

Holding out a box he slid it over to me. It was a brand new skull ring for my middle finger.

"Heard that Naomi dropped yours down the sink thought I would give you something new to turn"

"Thank you father it's wonderful "

Examining it my father spared no expense. Platinum and ornate with blood stones for eyes. I loved it so much I wanted to jump up and down but I refused to give him the satisfaction. I've had an on and off strained relationship with my father but at the end of the day I loved him. The only constant figure in my life that has been more of a parent to me than Apollo ever was to Will. Or any of the gods for that matter. My father broke the rules for me on a constant basis staying in my life. Reaching down he opened a roll of fabric revealing a set of several Stygian throwing knives all beautiful and of different sizes.

"I have three of these one for each of the kids. I bathed them myself in the Styx."

"Oh dear Will is going to shit himself"

"I'm going to what myself?!"

Will walked through the door much to early.

"What are you doing home?"

"After my first two appointments Kayla came in saying she was free and would take my patients for today since it's your birthday."

"Oh good look what pops got me" I held out my hand for him to inspect the ring.

"Wow dad that's nice I guess Paul told you about Neeks losing his old one?"

"No Naomi herself Iris messaged me about it in tears "

My heart just broke a little. My poor baby girl sad over losing my ring.

"Well my business is done here. William always good to see you."

"Bye Dad see you for dinner in a few weeks"

"Only if it's pasta. Nico my son I love you and happy birthday "

Hugging me I squeezed my dad tightly to let him know I really loved the gifts and the blessings he gives this family. Last week he talked about getting Paul a car on his 16th and Will and I had a huge fight over it. Will would give in though. Mainly because it would be nice to have an extra errand runner. My father dissipated into the shadows with me leaning over the counter smelling the cup of coffee he had brought me. Mmmm Starbucks.

"Look at this he got them knives what a thoughtful grandfather." Will droned sarcastically.

"Calm yourself I will be teaching them how to use them correctly. Plus it's actually really thoughtful. Luckily he gave Paul his blessing when he was born so he can use them too."

"Yeah I think he likes Paul best"

"Him and Ruby " hazels youngest daughter.

"So your off work.. and I'm off work"

"Yeah and those fucking leeches are out of the house"

"Oh yes the parasites that steal all our money they will be gone all weekend"

"Oh really where are the little brats going?" I lie giving Will the illusion he had gotten away with something.

"Oh I've shipped them to grandmas for the weekend."

"You know we could just kill them you know and just be alone all the time"

"Yes we could but then how would we explain it to the neighbors"

"Suicide pact obviously. Plus it could just be you and me and naked sundays again"

"Tempting but I kind of like them"

"Yeah I guess your right I think we shall keep them"

"For now"

"For now"

Coming up behind me will grabbed my waist. He was putting a delicious pressure on my backside leaning over me.

"Have I told you how beautiful you are today"

"Why no I don't think you have"

"Well you are absolutely stunning and it's Solace Di Angelo sir"

"Oh yeah that's right you married me didn't you "

"Oh yeah I did. I had to take you off the market before another man could steal you away"

Will twirled the wedding ring on my left hand. A black metal with yellow sapphires around the ring. It interlocked with a band of gold and yellow sapphires that was my engagement ring. I remember the day he asked me like it was yesterday. Around the campfire on my 18th birthday at CHB. All our friends around. I cried through his entire speech him down on one knee.

Turning me around he leaned down to kiss me. This wasn't one of our married and the kids are around kisses. This was a "The parasites are out of my fucking house" type kisses. Trailing his tongue across my lower lip I gave him entrance to taste me. Coffee and cinnamon were laced in his mouth. Pulling me up by my waist he sat me on the counter not breaking contact with me. Wrapping my legs around him I ran my hands through his hair. 20 years and he still lit my fire like a gods damned volcano. Writhing into me I could feel him moan into my mouth with a yearning I haven't heard in a while. We had such a routine that sometimes we forgot to make time for this. Don't get me wrong we had sex more often than most married couples but a lot of the time it was quick quiet with the kids on the house. I remember when the girls came along we hadn't had sex in a month and when Naomi offered to take the kids that weekend he pinned me against the door as it closed and fucked me stupid not two minutes after they left.

This felt like that only sunshine was taking his time. Trailing his mouth down my neck I could feel his teeth graze my earlobe. His hands were up my shirt in the back digging into my flesh letting me know that he was not going to take no for an answer. No kids no work and my sunshine was hard as granite grinding against my leg. If I knew my husband and I feel I do he was going to save the making love for whatever he had planned for my birthday. Right now right here in the kitchen my husband was going to Fuck me. It was not going to be gentle and it was not going to be quick. I couldn't wait. I needed this and so did he.

I started undoing his pants as he started unbuttoning my shirt. Ripping the shirt over his head he practically tore my jeans off. We were naked within seconds. Peppering kisses and dragging his tongue across my body he worked his way worshipping with his mouth down to my nipple and bit down. Flicking my nipple ring between his teeth he pulled on it. I made an embarrassing noise that I could only thank Zeus the kids were gone. The noise inspired something in him because he grabbed me and carried me to the dining room table. Pulling the table cloth off along with everything on it and bringing to the floor he displayed me on the surface.

Pushing me up the table he pulled me into his mouth grasping both my wrists keeping them at my sides. I don't know what this man did with his gag reflex but he obviously took it into an alley and shot it in the head because he took my from tip to base in one motion. The feel of his wet hot mouth on me was almost enough to make me cum immediately into his mouth but I wanted this to last. Letting go of my wrists he flipped me on to my stomach ordering me to keep my hands above my head.

"Oh yes sir"

"Good boy"

Bringing his mouth to my puckered entrance I dug my nails into the table. Oh if he even dares to stop I will fucking kill him. I could feel my eyes rolling as my head lolled in ecstasy. No marriage should be this good no husband should be this talented with his mouth but it was. This was my life I had a big wonderful family.I had a house and a yard and a husband who has his tongue in my ass over the kitchen table that we eat at as a family. I was in Elysium. Will brought his hand up to my mouth.

"Suck"

I engulfed my mouth around his callused fingers sucking and teasing swirling my tongue around them. As he withdrew them I bit down on the pad of his index finger.

"Oh you dirty little bitch you"

"Only for you"

"Your damn right only for me"

Grabbing my hair with one hand he stuck his fingers inside me. With the skill of a doctor he encircled my prostate with the tip of his fingers. I was panting and moaning his name trying to get a grip on myself as he prodded me.

"Holy fuck yes W-Will please please!"

I begged him. Always this man had me begging for him. Bringing me to my proverbial knees my legs were shaking and I was biting my lip so hard I tasted blood in my mouth. Spitting on my asshole and then into his hand I knew he was about to fuck me. The crudeness of him spitting on me was a kink we found out I had on our honeymoon in Italy. Pressing himself inside me he pulled me up hand still in my hair arm around my chest like an iron bar slamming into me hard and rough just how I like it. I loved a little pain during sex. Made me feel alive.

All the stress of the kids and work and bills and being an adult all washed away with the adrenaline of the pain. Along with the slight pain was the love. This sex God thrusting into me loved me. Loves me with every fiber of his being. This man would kill for me would take a bullet for me would lie on the stand in court for me. Having that knowledge made our sex so much more. Took it to another level of intimate no matter how rough he took my body. Because at the end of the day my body was his body to do with as he wishes. His to love and to hurt and feel and his was mine. Every rock hard sculpted inch of his body belonged to me in every way.

Sliding up and down my body we poured sweat onto the table as he took me. Manhandling me to turn around to face him I grabbed at his hair. Pulling him into me with my legs he licked the blood off my lip. Boring his eyes into me the blue of his irises were practically gone with only a small blue cerulean ring around his blown out pupil. Pure lust in his eyes. Lust for me. Only me. Feeling my erection sliding between our stomachs he angled me to hit my prostate.

Oh. Fucking. Gods. Yes!

Not able to hold back I came hard onto his abdomen. Noises I'm sure I was making noises but at that moment I couldn't describe what I was saying or moaning or groaning all I knew was a bright white flash of light blinded me and then dark spots danced in the corners of my vision as my orgasam peaked. Seeing me cum on him set Will off. I could feel spurts of cum against my prostate. Practically convulsing he shuddered his release inside of me. Falling clumsily to the floor taking me with him we laid there just enjoying the afterglow of the best fuck we have had in months.

"Happy birthday angel" he kissed my forehead.

"Well was that what you had planned for this weekend cause I will take what your dishing out"

"Oh no sweetie. We are going to the mountains for your birthday I have the plane tickets on my phone and a bag packed for you already. "

"Mountains huh. What are we going to do in the mountains?"

"Oh I plan on doing this as much as I possibly can in every inch of the cabin I rented. Every surface possible. Infront of the fire. In the shower. In the woods. You are not going to be able to sit down for a week after this weekend."

"And they say romance is dead"

"Well your the expert on dead so .."

"Shut the Fuck up Will."

"Ok" he breathed.

"I love you Will"

"Oh good I was hoping you did"