Disclaimer: I do not own Immortals or any of its characters.
Warning: Incest
Theseus awoke to strong rays upon his face and a warm body next to his. His gaze was met with evergreen eyes and a playful smirk.
Poseidon
Theseus was startled at this realization, shooting up and over the ledge of the bed onto the cold marble ground below. He rubbed his head as he heard a haughty laugh come from atop the large bed. The solider looked up at the sound of shuffling and was met with the same playful eyes. Theseus propped himself up on elbows as he was suddenly overwhelmed with the glowing complexion of Poseidon. Who was casually standing over him, trident in hand and flowing robe down his back.
What was Poseidon doing here with him, and watching him sleep for that matter. Didn't he have somewhere else more important to be? Seas to control? Fisherman to guide?
"What frightens you so, Theseus?" The god nonchalantly asked grabbing hold of the startled mortal. "Seem's you'd be more delighted when first meeting your father." The god said pushing him onto the bed as he spoke these shocking news to the unknowing man.
Theseus' knees buckled under him and he fell back onto the bed, eyes open to their fullest. What was he speaking of father?
"C-could you repeat that? I must have misheard you." Theseus responded, mechanically rising into a sitting position eyes never leaving the gods face.
"No, your hearing was correct. I, Poseidon, King and ruler of the waters of this planet. Am your rightful father, Theseus, savoir of Greece." The shimmering man said walking over to stand in front of his son.
At this point the mortals eyes were downcast in concentration. His mind attempting to rationalize all that has become of his life as of late. Perhaps it was possible that he was speaking the truth, but when did gods ever lie? A cool hand rested on his shoulder that caused his mind to clear and head to tilt up to peer into a loving gaze as he was pushed back to lie upon the soft bedding. His mind was vacant and his body stiffened as the other climbed on top of him, straddling his lap. A heat enveloped his body as he looked upon the image of perfection. Poseidon's body was radiating, his muscled body shown of what others strived to accomplish and his face was simply eyes though, with that knowing twinkle in them that sent shivers down his spine is what really escalated his desires. Theseus was also very aware of his mortal form and all its flaws, scars, wrinkles and damages. His gaze fell to the side as his embarrassment won the better of him, inwardly cringing to hide as much of himself from the gods view.
It was until he felt a hand creep under his blouse, did his gaze directly fall on the man above him. He felt that cold hand run up further towards a breast. The mortals eyes were wide as he looked down towards the scene playing out before him.
What was it with these gods? Was it just his imagination or were they all truly this promiscuous?
He snapped his eyes shut as he felt a tight pinch on one of his nipples and arched inwards to escape the pleasurable pain. He let out a gasp as his hands gripped the sheets, knuckles turning white from the re occurrence of the pain. He opened his eyes a crack as he felt a wetness meet his exposed chest. Poseidon was lapping at his nipples gently, presumably in a manner to alleviate the pain he had inflicted. Theseus' eyes clouded over with lust as he saw the god take one erect nipple in between plump lips. Whenever those cheeks hollowed, followed by strong suction that pulled his skin deliciously taught, did the fisherman loose control. He opened his mouth to unleash deep groans as two strong hands traveled the expanse of his body. Those groans soon turned into hot breathy moans whenever those same hands found their way under his waistband.
Theseus didn't know what came over him, his body self-governing itself while his quivers turned into needy thrusts. Poseidon's strong demanding body brought out an almost animistic surge in Theseus, yielding his being borderline ground his hips into his, dare he say it, even think it? Fathers. . . and couldn't be more pleased whenever the affection was returned with a dominating power that pounded his hips into the bedding beneath them. He wanted more, he wanted it all. To feel the strength, the power of this glorious god above him. To feel him and hear his every sound. To see his every expression. To smell every scent and account it all to memory.
He wrapped his legs around the god's waist, hooking his arms about his fathers tanned neck, aggressively tugging him in. His nostrils inhaling the rousing scent of glistening hair as the superior pounded their hips together with inhuman force. He smelled of the sea, where he had grown up and where he dreamed of always. This brought a twisting glee in himself as tears teased at the sides of his eyes from the unfamiliar feeling. How he missed his home, his mother, Phaedra.
His eyes widen at the immediate thought and he instantly let go of the god and pulled himself up and away from him. He sat on the other side of the bed as his mind whirled with worry, conflict and thoughts of what he had just done.
How could he have betrayed Phaedra's love like that? Had he already forgotten what had gone on between them? What they had been through together and suffered through?
At this did his eyes release all the sadness and regret he was feeling. The heavy tears flowed down his face and onto the ground resonating their landing throughout the still room.
Poseidon quietly watched as Theseus' shoulders shook, small whimpers escaping his insecure form. What had just happened? One moment he and the mortal were having a pleasant time and the next he was being shoved away, only to witness the broken cries of the man. He decided it was worth investigating and stood, rounding the bed to face the sobbing man.
He spun his trident in place as he thought of what to do. His son's sadness brought a suffocating erratic feeling within his chest that pushed him to take a seat next to the coiling man. The ruler of oceans eyes narrowed as he listened to the man's murmurs and caught an apology. Who was he apologizing to? And for what?
Then that is when he heard the person responsible. Phaedra. Right, he had been involved with that oracle before being brought here. Certainly their brief time together hadn't brought on such deep connections? Perhaps it had something to do with them being each others first time that they both held a certain meaningfulness in one another's life?
Whatever it was, Poseidon did feel a bit ashamed for failing to foresee the consequences of his actions prior to his coming here. After all, what kind of father would go out of their way to hurt their child in such an incredulous manner?
He had to find a way to make amends for the sorrow he had brought upon his son. He didn't wish for his first encounter with his child to end disastrously. As it was, he wasn't looked upon as the most compassionate of gods. He looked around for anything to help him in his quest to restore what little trust was left between them.
Whenever he laid eyes on his trident did he have an idea. He stood in front of his son and banged his trident hard in front of the weeping man, startling him. The stare he was met with only made his heart heavier with regret. He cleared his throat and held his weapon out towards his offspring, who only looked back warily with slight confusion twisting his atattractive features.
"Take hold of the trident my son." Poseidon proclaimed loudly with sureness on his glowing face.
Theseus looked at him quizzically, but reached out reluctantly keeping his eyes upon the gods as he took hold of the legendary weapon. He held it in his hands, felt the cold rush through his body until he was enthralled in the odd sensation. He looked at himself and back at his father.
"W-what have you done to me?" He questioned rising from the bed, a little sluggish and strenuously tugged the heavy weapon close.
"Follow me. I will tell you on the way." The king explained swiftly making his way towards the door leading outside.
Theseus faltered a moment, but followed nonetheless. Outside Poseidon placed a hand to the small of his back and pushed him along quickly to the drop off of Olympus and turned to him as they reached the end.
"I have made it be so that you appear to the humans as a ragged old woman. But I am only doing this for six hours, Theseus, because any more than that will compromise the visage." Poseidon spoke quickly looking around for others.
"Why are you doing this?" Theseus asked confused as to why the sudden enchantment.
The look he received was his father's loving all knowing smile. He took both hands and laid them either side of the mortals face and came close, whispering.
"I am doing this because I love you. How could I, as your father stand there and watch his son that he could never help for so long, miss his first chance to act as a loving parent would. I know what I did to you was wrong-"
"No! No, you thought I was crying because of what we did? No, I-it was what I had done that brought me to tears and embarrassed you!" Theseus quipped in, face written in worry and concern.
Poseidon was relieved to say the least and he sighed as he continued. "Well, I know you must miss Phaedra, so I am giving you this opportunity to see her again and possibly settle a few matters. But you will be in my likeness, so please," he gives the other a slight squeeze."Do not try to draw to much attention to yourself that will be held negatively towards me." His smile great as his son returned the emotion.
Theseus' smile faltered as a horrid thought came to mind.
"But what of Zeus? Will he not be angered by this?" The mortal asked panicked once again.
"What he doesn't know of, won't kill him will it?" Poseidon's smile widened as his eyes took on a mischievous look. "I will distract him as you are down there."
"How? And how will I return?"
"You need not worry yourself about that. Simply hold my trident towards Olympus and call out my name and I shall retrieve you." His father explained seriously now, "Oh, lest I forget. You will appear as yourself to Phaedra and only her."
With that Poseidon pushed him off the ledge as Athena came out onto the opening.
Done with another chapter!
