Back again. Before we begin, I was asked to get a Twitter, the spawn of the devil. I'm really indecisive on the matter. I told myself I'd never get one, but it's something I see a lot of authors giving out, that and tumblr. I'm not really sure what I'm going to do. So, I know last chapter was long and a lot of info, but think of this like a book. If authors didn't spend the opening of the book laying the world out, the readers would feel lost. So, that's what last chapter was. I will say that for the first four chapters, or so, there will be a lot of information given. I will be having stuff happen, but I think I did say it was a slow build to bigger things. If you skimmed last chapter, I'm betting you are going to be lost down the road. I explain everything I use in this. So, a lot of important stuff for the world is in the last chapter.
Now, I also know it is a lot of info to keep up with. I had to make notes for myself for a lot of the stuff. If it becomes too much stuff to remember, I might be willing to upload the notes to my deviantART. I also have a map of the continent up on my deviantART already, if you want to see the locations of all the characters as we go along. Bragi was amazing and made it for me. So, go check that out so you can identify the landscape and locations of countries in correlation of each other.
Though, I'm pretty sure no one is going to complain about this chapter, and you'll figure out why the second you read the warning. Also, I'm going to clear up some on the characters. So, Percy is a holy warrior, in a sense. A Paladin might be a good representation of him. He's a spell-casting warrior. However, the role was modeled after the Seekers in Dragon Age, if you want to get an idea on their role in the church. Nico's location is based on my favorite place in Dragon Age, the Tevinter Imperium. Though, I didn't make them the evil Blood Mage people. So, Nico grew up as sort of a noble, since Mages rule his country. Thalia is a noble inside the same city Percy is in, and she is the only non-Mage out of the three POVs you've seen so far, not counting Gaea's in the prologue. So, you'll see similarities and differences among all three of them because of these things.
Also, the Dragon Age fandom is not slash friendly. I love Tamlen from the Dalish origin, and I can't freaking separate the Warden from male and female. The same with every Warden. It is not fair. I'm now determined to get off this Mac so I can get a PC. I know of mods and I'm going to romance the fuck out of Tamlen.
Oh, I know this is long, but I forgot to mention something. You know, I'm really touched by a lot of you. You guys are always so awesome. My name was mentioned recently, and the shout out touched me. Acirejacksonmellark57 said something really sweet on both her latest chapter of Oceans and Underworlds and profile. She said I inspired her to start writing. It made me want to cry a little, and I never cry. But I've been getting stuff like this recently, and I don't know how to react to it. I've converted people from other fandoms, other ships(cough Percabeth and Thalico), and got people to want to start writing in the section. It makes me smile when I see stuff like that. It's been a weird 'journey' for me. I started back at the very beginning of April, and back then I was just struggling. Then Bragi came along and knocked my head in with grammar and helped me grow so much as a writer, and I don't really thank him enough for that. But that's why I do promotions. I want people to succeed. But I also want bigger authors to emerge to join me. A lot of big names have disappeared, hell I'm just thankful that Hitome-Chan still takes time from his busy schedule to post. So, I want more regularly publishing Perico authors. And I was so happy to see people filling the void while I was gone. So, I really want to thank you guys for the reviews, alerts, and favorites you guys give me. Hell, even thank you to the silent readers. I've been in that position before I started publishing. And if you ever want to talk, if you have an account, don't hesitate to give me a PM. So, I just thought I'd get that out. I'm sorry for the long A/N there. It's just something I wanted to say to all of you.
Warning: SMUT! I know, this early? Usually I don't have smut early in my stories. Well, I felt it was fine, and I knew you all would eat it up. It's also a way to pacify you as I get the plot set up for the big stuff to happen.
Disclaimer: Smut! Smut everywhere!
Chapter 2
Thalia knocked on a beautifully carved wooden door. She was still within the wealthier part of the city, wanting to see one of her friends. The girl was a huge flirt, and Thalia knew that she would be willing to get involved in this plan. The girl was like Thalia in that she liked to cause trouble, she just didn't share Thalia's views on the Empire or combat.
The door opened to reveal a short woman with black hair that was tied in a bun. "I'm here to see Drew Tanaka, please," Thalia said with a bright smile.
The servant and opened the door further, gesturing for Thalia to enter. Thalia stepped inside and the woman shut the door behind her. "Wait right here," the servant said, walking off to find Drew.
A few moments later, a tall girl with dark hair in ringlets descended the stairs, grumbling to herself. She was a very beautiful girl, but always wore too much makeup for Thalia's taste. Her eyes were brown and seemed warm, but those that actually knew Drew, knew better than to believe she was anything of the sort. Being in a wealthy family, she always wore plenty of jewelry, never leaving home without a necklace, rings on at least three of her fingers, and her earrings.
She raised an eyebrow when she looked up to see Thalia. "Well, if this isn't a surprise. What can I do for you, Thalia?" Drew asked.
"What makes you think I want something?" Thalia said innocently.
Drew looked at Thalia skeptically. "Because, I know you."
Thalia placed a hand over her chest. "I'm hurt that you think I am incapable of simply visiting a friend."
Drew rolled her eyes. "What is it really?"
Thalia smiled. "I just needed a favor," she said sweetly, "and naturally, you were the first person that came to mind."
"Uh-huh, and what is this favor?"
"Well, it requires some flirting."
Drew smiled wickedly. "Thalia, I'm honored that you think so highly of my skill in that area. So, who is the lucky man that will be getting some of my time?"
"Lityerses," Thalia replied.
"Midas's son?" Thalia nodded. Drew made a face. "He'd be much cuter without all of those scars."
"Will you do it?"
Drew sighed. "You owe me. Why, may I ask, do you want to get rid of him?" Drew asked.
"An easy way to get out of a marriage with him, without angering my father."
Drew nodded. "I don't blame you. I'd be unhappy if I were married to that face too." The girls shared a laugh. "So, how do you want to do this?"
"Well, you could start getting to know him. I'll ask daddy if I can have a few parties, give you some opportunities. I'll just need to catch you two getting cozy."
Drew made a face of disgust. "I don't have to sleep with him, do I?"
"No, but you'll have to kiss him."
Drew covered her mouth. "I think I'll be sick. You definitely owe me," Drew said.
Thalia shrugged. "It'll be worth it. Just as long as you can get the job done."
Drew scoffed. "Of course I can get the job done. Would you have come to me if I couldn't?"
"Just making sure."
"Have some faith. I'll have him resting at my feet like a dog before you have anything to worry about," Drew assured her.
Thalia nodded. "Good. I just wanted to come by and see if you could help," Thalia said as she walked back to the door, Drew following behind her.
"Don't worry, Thalia, your secret is safe with me."
Thalia turned around and smiled once outside. "Thanks again."
Drew nodded and shut the door. Thalia let out a sigh of relief. Hopefully, this plan would work. She just needed to make sure her parents never learned of this. If they did, she was sure that her father would be furious. She would probably lose the option to deny suitors, and that would not be good at all. Her father would probably set her up with the biggest supporter of the Empire in the country.
Not wanting to go back home yet, Thalia made her way down to the merchant distract. Surely there was something that could catch her eye. She just needed a distraction at the moment. Why couldn't her parents just let her be happy? She just wanted to find love, not be set up with some pompous fool.
She wanted freedom. Part of her wanted to be away from here, the place she had known her whole life. She wanted to fly away from here like the eagle of her house sigil. She wanted to go see the rest of the world, even the darker places of the world, like those west of the mountains. Was it so wrong to want to see the sky pirates? Was it wrong to want to see the fields of the barbarians? Was it wrong to want to see the famous white towers of Soothehold? Even if the people who built or tended them didn't believe in the Architect, Thalia could still appreciate the wonders of the world.
As she entered the merchant district, a few merchants started trying to wave her over. She chose to ignore them, though, because they were all dress and perfume vendors. Besides jewelry, Thalia didn't really find herself interested in feminine things, which her friends would always tease her about. Thalia didn't care, though. She was a tomboy, and never would care to hide it.
"Aren't you a lovely girl," one vendor said to Thalia. Thalia turned her head to find an old woman with a mix of grey and brown hair staring at her. The woman's hair was frazzled, clearly unkept. Her brown eyes stood out to Thalia, almost seeming to glow under the shadow of her stall. She waved Thalia over, and Thalia obeyed, seemingly in a trance.
Thalia blinked when she found herself at the stall, her hands already grasping an object on the stand. Thalia looked down to find a bow in her hands. She lifted it up, noting the intricate carvings on the wood. "This is beautiful," Thalia stated.
"Ah, that bow is of special make," the vendor said.
Thalia's eyes flickered away from the bow to the vendor. "How much?"
"Oh, well, it just so happens I'm having a sale. I'd say ten gold is a fair price."
Thalia gazed back at the bow. Something about the bow called to her. She needed this bow. She pulled her coin purse off of her belt, fishing out ten gold coins and slipping them into the woman's hand. "You have yourself a deal."
The woman smiled. "Pleasure doing business with you."
Thalia turned around, the bow in hand, and started to walk back to her house. She would mount it up on her wall beside her bed. She would need to get some arrows for it as well. Then she remembered the woman had said the bow was special. She turned back around to ask the woman about it, but found the vendor stall deserted. The stall was completely barren of anything, the woman and items alike.
"Strange," Thalia whispered to herself.
Nico poked his head into Chiron's chambers. The Magister was standing in the room with the other council member. "Ah, Nico, there you are," Chiron said, gesturing for Nico to enter. Nico pursed his lips as he nervously made his way into the room. He didn't think he had done anything to get into trouble, but seeing all of the council members here made him want to fidget. The only time they were usually gathered in one place was for official business.
The Council of Mages consisted of five of the most powerful Mages in the Imperium. The Magister always had a seat on the council, since he was always selected by being the most powerful Mage at the time. The other four spots were always split evenly between men and women. Thanatos, Jupiter, Circe, and Hecate were the four current council members.
Nico often found that he got along with Thanatos. He was a young man, at the age of twenty-five. When Nico was younger, Thanatos would often act the part of an older brother, threatening anyone that would pick on Nico. That was until Nico came into his own as a Mage. Nico had to admit that Thanatos was fairly attractive, but to him, it wasn't in a sexual way. He had black hair that fell down to his shoulders. His golden eyes reminded Nico of honey. He was lean and muscular, with a near perfect face. He was dark skinned, due to the fact that he was born in Jahara. He was similar to Nico in the cynical sense. He could be cold at times, even to Nico, but that was part of why Nico got along with the man so well.
Jupiter was Jason's father. He was a tough man, and one of Nico's least favorite teachers. His family had been a power in the Imperium since its founding. Because of that, he could often be an arrogant man, not unlike Jason. He had medium length grey and black hair that he kept tied up in a small ponytail, and a matching grey and black beard. His eyes were an electric blue like Jason's. He rarely smiled, and his face always had a stern expression on it. One of the few things Nico found in common with Jupiter was his distaste of the Empire. Like Nico, he wanted to see it crumble and burn. The only time Nico had ever seen the man actually be caring was when it was dealing with Jason. He seemed proud of his son, but often failed to show it properly.
Circe was sarcastic and sometimes bitter. In Nico's courses with her, she would crack down harder on him than most of the others, but Chiron always said it was because Nico showed more promise than some of the others. She had the most piercing green eyes, which shined like emeralds in the sunlight. Her hair was very dark, and Nico could never quite tell if it was black or brown. She always kept two braids in her hair, handing on either side of her face, with threads of golden silk. She was also the aunt of Nico's least favorite person at the Black Palace, Medea.
Hecate would always be Nico's favorite teacher. She was one of the best at the Black Palace. Nico thought she could probably be Magister, if anything were ever to happen to Chiron. She sometimes showed favoritism towards Nico in classes, something the other students were never happy about. She was a master of the arcane arts, having learned much from each of the different branches of magic. She and Nico would often spend time after classes working on his practice of the elemental and force magics, which was where he excelled at. She was the only person Nico didn't mind to sharing alone time with, because she enjoyed it herself. They often sat down by the waterfalls in silence, just enjoying the sound of the crashing falls. She had black hair that fell around her shoulders. Her green eyes reminded Nico of the color of grass, bright and vibrant. She was pale, like Nico, and seemed to be ageless, for as long as Nico could remember, she always looked the same age. She was the mother of the few close friends Nico kept, Lou.
Nico stood before them, feeling uncomfortable under their gaze. "You wanted to see me, sir?" Nico asked Chiron.
Chiron nodded. "I did," the man replied. He waved his hand and the door shut and locked. "We will need some privacy for this."
"Did I do something wrong?"
"No, Nico," Thanatos answered.
"We have business to discuss," Hecate continued.
"And it concerns me?" Nico asked, trying not to chew on his lip.
"It is a private matter that you must not speak of out of this room," Jupiter informed him.
"While it is official business, we just would like it kept quiet," Chiron explained.
"What is it?" Nico asked in confusion. He was at a loss for what they could want with him. Usually, official business was kept to the Mages that were done with their training.
"Well, Nico, you are nearing your graduation, and we have something we would ask of you."
"Why me?"
"You are very advanced and skilled. If you succeed in this, we will be moving your graduation up," Thanatos explained.
"And if I fail?"
"Don't fail," Circe replied
Nico rolled his eyes at her. "That really helps," he said sarcastically. He turned back to Chiron. "What's this about?"
Chiron cleared his throat. "Nico, there's something I need to talk to you about. I wanted to tell you about this years ago, but the council felt it was best to wait," Chiron started. "There was a prophecy that was made around the time you arrived here at the Black Palace. We feel that you are a piece of that prophecy."
Nico tilted his head to the side. "What's the prophecy?" he asked.
"We believe it could be about the rise of Mages and the fall of the Empire," answered Jupiter.
Chiron stood up and picked a piece of paper off of his desk. He walked over and handed the paper to Nico. "Here, you can read it for yourself," Chiron offered.
Nico took the paper for his guardian. He looked up at the man hesitantly, unsure if he liked where this was going. What were they getting at with this? He sighed and looked down at the paper in his hands, taking in the words on the page:
From land of rising sun,
From land of setting fire,
A pair of youths shall come.
Those born with power to shape
that which may, that which is,
those who guide threads of fate.
What has risen may yet fall,
What has fallen may yet rise,
When fate these youths shall call.
Nico glanced back up at the council. "I take it the part about the one from the rising sun is about me?" Nico asked. The council members nodded their heads. "A pair. So, there's someone else?"
Hecate nodded. "We believe so, but you won't like where we think they are," the woman replied.
Nico sighed. He had a feeling about what they were going to say, and she was right, he didn't like it. "The Empire?" Nico asked hesitantly.
Chiron nodded. "I'm afraid so," he said sadly.
Nico stared at the man he looked at like a father like in shock and hurt. "You-You want me to go there?" Nico asked, his voice rising. "You want me to go to the Empire, the place where they kill Mages for practicing magic that the Covenant doesn't sanction. The same place where they worship the bones of a mad woman?" By the end, Nico had started yelling, his eyes flashing with anger. How could Chiron do this to him? Chiron knew how much he hated the Empire, and yet he was sending him there.
"If you succeed, there is a chance that we could bring an end to the Empire's tyranny," Thanatos said, trying to soothe Nico.
Nico's pulse had started racing and his head was now spinning. This was a lot to take in. He was going to be sent to the most dangerous place for a Mage to be, yet it could mean the downfall of the thing he hated the most. He smirked to himself as a spark of his sadistic nature ignited. "Will I get to incinerate a few of those religious idiots along the way?"
Chiron sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. Thanatos and Circe chuckled. "We prefer if it were kept quiet," Jupiter said sternly.
Nico pouted. "Take the fun out of it, why don't you? So, why do I need to go? What if the Emperor or Oracle gets their hands on me? You'd be losing your piece in this," Nico reasoned.
Chiron nodded his head. "It is a gamble, but one that we need to take. We have confidence that you can pull this off. We trust that you will remain discrete, and if it does come to violence, then we know you are resourceful," Chiron explained.
"Besides, you won't be going alone," Hecate assured Nico.
Nico nodded. He kept his face calm, but his eyes were like daggers on Chiron. Even if he was getting a chance to bring down the Empire, he was furious that his own guardian was risking his life like this. "Is that all?" Nico asked, voice cold as ice.
Chiron frowned, his eyes saddened by Nico's reaction. He nodded. "For now. If you will come back tomorrow, I'll fill you in more on the details of the journey," Chiron said.
Nico nodded, turning around to leave the room. He stormed towards the door, raising a hand and flicking his hand. The door swung open, ripping the lock off with it in the process. Nico marched out of the room, needing some time to think.
He passed Jason on his way to his room. The blond stopped walking, turned around, and followed after Nico. "Nico? You look upset," Jason tried, but Nico remained silent. "Is everything alright?"
"No, everything is not alright," Nico growled, opening his door. Jason followed him inside and Nico slammed the door behind them. Nico began cursing in Old Albian. Jason pursed his lips and sat down on Nico's bed, as the boy paced back and forth in the room.
As Nico turned to pace a different direction, Jason reached out and grabbed Nico's hand, pulling the angry boy into his lap. "What happened?" Jason asked, brushing some of Nico's hair out of his eyes. "You only curse in the old language when you are really upset."
Nico sighed. He wasn't supposed to talk about this, but he trusted Jason not to say anything. "If I tell you, you have to promise not to repeat anything."
"Of course," Jason said with a nod.
"The council wants to send me into the Empire."
Jason frowned. "What for?"
"Apparently, I'm part of a prophecy, and they want to find the other piece of the prophecy."
"And they want to risk your life? If you are important, shouldn't they want to keep you here?"
Nico shrugged. "I'm going back to talk to Chiron about it tomorrow," Nico replied, rubbing his hand up under Jason's tunic.
Jason smiled and leaned in, kissing Nico on the lips. "Would you like some help taking your mind off things?"
"You have no idea how great that would be." Jason leaned in and kissed Nico again, guiding them down onto the bed. Nico bit Jason's lip and yanked his blond locks. "You know, perhaps we should have that talk on this thing again."
Jason sighed. "Nonsense, then that would only give you time to think about things," Jason teased.
Jason leaned down and bit on Nico's neck. "We'll talk about it in the morning," Nico moaned.
Percy stood outside of Hyperion's chambers, waiting for the Judge to conclude his current business. He cracked his neck, letting out a groan of satisfaction. It had been a long day of exercises and drills and Percy was barely managing to stand on his feet. He had thankfully returned to the barracks before seeking out his superior, or else he would have been standing there in his armor.
"Rough day?" Percy turned his head in the middle of rubbing his neck to look at Kronos as he approached.
"Very rough," muttered Percy. "I need a massage, or something."
Kronos grinned. "I could help with that."
Percy let his eyes shut and grinned back. "I'm sure you could. I have to talk to Judge Hyperion first, though."
Kronos frowned. "How long will that take?" he asked.
Percy shrugged. "I'm not sure. Yesterday, Hestia said he had an assignment for me, so I'm just following up."
Kronos nodded, pulling Percy off the wall he was perched against. He spun the slightly taller boy around and gripped his shoulders, massaging them for Percy. "Any idea what the assignment is about?"
Percy shook his head before letting it drop, enjoying the treatment he was getting. "No, but it sounded important," he mumbled.
After a few minutes of working on Percy's shoulders, Kronos reached down and slipped his hands under the back of Percy's tunic. Percy groaned as Kronos pressed into his back. Kronos chuckled. "You better be quiet, or Hyperion will come out here," Kronos teased.
"But it feels so good."
"Does it?" Kronos whispered, slipping his hands lower and around to the front of Percy. "How about this?" Percy bit his lip to suppress a moan as Kronos's hands dipped below his pants.
"You're going to get us in trouble," Percy warned.
"Do you want me to stop?" Kronos asked, tugging on Percy's growing manhood.
"Not really, but I don't want to get in trouble."
Kronos turned Percy around and pushed him up against the wall. Kronos lowered himself onto his knees in front of Percy, and tugged on the hem of Percy's pants. Percy's eyes had glazed over as he stared down at his friend, licking his lips. Kronos pulled Percy's cock free of his pants and began stroking it, keeping it close to his face. "You could come by my chambers later," suggested Kronos.
Percy chuckled and let his head fall back against the wall. "We're going to get caught."
"Let them watch."
Percy moaned as Kronos licked the tip of his member. Kronos smirked up at Percy before taking the length into his mouth. Percy shoved a hand over his mouth to hide his moaning. He let his other hand go down to tangle into Kronos's hair, pushing his head into his crotch.
Their eyes widened as they heard movement in Hyperion's chambers. Kronos pulled off of Percy and Percy yanked his pants back up, quickly straightening himself out. Kronos wiped his arm across his mouth to remove any saliva that might be noticeable. The door opened just as the two finished making themselves presentable. Judges Hyperion and Prometheus both stood in the doorway. The two men stared between the two young men with raised eyebrows.
Hyperion finally cleared his throat. "Ah, Percy, there you are, I was hoping you would drop by," Hyperion spoke. Percy nodded and scurried into the room. He turned back to glare at Kronos when he heard the boy chuckle. Kronos just shrugged and walked off down the hall. He would pay for that later. Percy would have to drop by and take him up on that offer after this, if not only to make the boy suffer for nearly getting them caught. Hyperion shut the door behind him as he stepped back into the room. "Sorry to keep you waiting."
Percy bowed in front of the Judge. "There is nothing to apologize for," Percy replied.
Hyperion nodded and stepped behind his desk, resting his fingers on the wooden surface. "I take it Hestia already told you that I had an assignment for you?"
Percy nodded. "She did, but wouldn't tell me what it concerned."
"I figured as much." Hyperion rubbed his chin. "Percy, there is a delicate matter that Hestia feels that you could be of great help with."
Percy's face became serious. "What is it?" Percy asked, curious about the matter at hand.
"Well, I'll spare you some of the boring details, but we want you to keep an eye on someone important for us."
Percy cocked his head to the side. "Can I have some more boring details?"
Hyperion rubbed a hand across his mouth. "Hestia has seen a vision. She believes this girl's life could be in danger. Someone, possibly from the Imperium, may come and try something with this girl."
"What is her importance?" Percy asked.
Hyperion stared at Percy, almost as if he was hesitant to respond. He finally looked down at his desk, placing his hands back on it. "Well, she's the daughter of a very important noble. We just need you to keep an eye on her. If she has parties, you will be there. If she wants to go around the city, you will be there. The only place you won't be needed, will be her home, unless there is a party."
"Forgive me, Your Excellency, but I'm still a little confused on the nature of this matter," Percy said.
Hyperion nodded. "I know. However, the less you know the better. She does not need to know the matter, and all you need to know is that you need to guard her with your life."
Percy bowed before the Judge. "As you wish, sir."
"Come back in the morning and I'll give you the information you will need to know. We've spoken to the girl's father, and he will be providing us a detailed schedule for her," Hyperion continued. Percy nodded. "That will be all, Perseus."
"Yes, sir," Percy replied, placing his hand over his chest. He turned around and walked out, shutting the door behind him. Well that hadn't been what he was expecting. Guard duty? The girl must be pretty important if an Arbiter was to guard her. The only people Arbiters normally guarded were the higher religious figureheads. What was this girl? A Mage? Doubtful, she'd be thrown into the Academy if that were the case.
Percy headed towards the sector of the Grand Cathedral that housed the Justicars. He'd have to remember to not mention anything about this to Kronos. Arbiter missions were always secretive. That was their way, stealthy. They only got involved for delicate matters that required a personal touch.
He knocked on Kronos's door, which was opened two seconds later. Kronos smirked at him as he walked into the room. This was a perk of being a Judge's son, Kronos got his own room, which came in handy when he and Percy wanted to venture into the more physical aspect of their friendship.
Kronos plopped down on his bed. "So, what did the old man want?" Kronos asked.
Percy rolled his eyes. "He's not that old," Percy mumbled.
"Uh-huh, whatever you say," Kronos retorted, pulling on Percy's pants. Percy smiled and let himself be dragged onto the bed. "Now then, let's get you out of those clothes so I can give you a proper massage."
"I'm sure that's why you want me out of my clothes," Percy teased, yanking Kronos's shirt over his head.
Kronos shrugged. "It's not my fault you have the most perfect body in all of Teleria."
Percy snorted. "I'm sure. Now, less talking and more stripping."
The two boys quickly set off removing their clothing. Once they were completely naked, Percy laid down on his stomach, resting his chin on his arms. Kronos straddled himself on Percy's perfectly toned buttocks. He pressed his hands into Percy's bare back, working the muscles there. "You dodged my question," Kronos said.
"What question was that?" Percy moaned.
"What did Hyperion want?"
"It wasn't anything too important, just some boring patrol duty he wanted me to run."
"Sounds like work for the guards."
"Perhaps," Percy said with a grin, feeling Kronos's hands slip lower on his back. Kronos's weight shifted, allowing the boy better access to Percy's lower extremities. "A job's a job, though. I'll take the assignment." Kronos's hands groped Percy's backside. Percy rolled onto his side to look at Kronos. "Someone's in a good mood tonight."
Kronos's hand reached around and grabbed Percy's full hard length. "Can you blame me? Your dick had to be crafted by the Architect himself. Not to mention you have great stamina, perfect for our bed activities."
Percy thrust his hips up against Kronos's ass. Kronos lunged forward, crashing their lips together. He bit on Percy's lip as Percy continued to grind against Kronos. "I'll take that as a compliment."
"Good. Now, just remember, I need to be able to walk in the morning."
Percy pushed Kronos onto his back, crawling on top of the pale young man. "Well that's no fun," Percy chuckled.
"Yes, but the last time I came to training with a limp, father was most displeased."
"Well, he needs to let you enjoy yourself more," Percy panted. Kronos chuckled and reached for the bottle of oil that he kept by his bed. He handed it to Percy, who began preparing Kronos for what was about to happen. "So, I need to be gentle?"
"Fuck no!" Kronos exclaimed. "Screw my father."
Percy made a face. "I'd rather fuck his son."
Kronos shoved Percy's chest playfully, Percy sticking his tongue out at him in return. Kronos's laughter was quickly brought to an end as the first of Percy's fingers penetrated him. "Hurry up, Percy, shit!" Kronos hissed.
Percy chuckled, adding a second finger. He began stretching Kronos out, enjoying watching the boy beneath him fisting the sheets. "Impatient, are we?"
"Well, maybe if you would drop by more often, instead of maybe once a week, I'd be much more satisfied."
Percy pulled his fingers out. He grabbed the bottle of oil again and rubbed some on his dick. "Well, that just makes it better when the time comes," Percy reasoned.
"Or we could just have sex every night. I like that idea much better."
"I bet," Percy replied, thrusting his hips into Kronos. Kronos tossed his head back, his mouth hanging open, but emitting no sound. Kronos propped himself up on his elbows and grabbed a fistful of Percy's hair, yanking the boy above him down to his lips.
Percy moaned as Kronos sucked on his bottom lip. Kronos eventually began rolling his hips against Percy, commanding the green eyed boy to start moving. Percy obliged, pulling himself out to the tip and slamming his cock back into Kronos. Kronos pulled back from the kiss, his eyes rolling back. Percy grinned and slammed into his friend again.
"Faster dammit," Kronos growled, grabbing onto Percy's hips. Percy obliged, grabbing Kronos's own hips and slamming Kronos onto his dick. Kronos's hands then traveled up to Percy's back, digging his nails into the skin on the boy's perfectly tan back.
Percy sat back on his haunches, pulling Kronos up into his lap. Kronos grabbed the back of Percy's neck, guiding himself up and down on Percy's manhood. He grabbed some of Percy's hair and yanked his head to the side. He descended on Percy's neck, sinking his teeth into the flesh right above the shoulder.
"Don't leave a visible mark," Percy hissed.
Kronos pulled back. He leaned in and nipped Percy's lip. "Hyperion can royally suck my dick, I'll do what I please," Kronos panted back.
Percy chuckled. "I just don't want to get in trouble."
Kronos sighed. "Fine, just get back to it."
Percy obeyed, ramming his dick up into Kronos. He tossed Kronos back onto his back and lifted the pale young man's legs onto his shoulders. He began pistoning in and out of his friend, his nails digging into Kronos's thighs. Kronos's hand traveled down to his own member, stroking himself to completion. Kronos's bed began to shake as Percy relentlessly drilled into Kronos.
It wasn't long until both boys neared their completion. Kronos came first, his seed covering his stomach. Kronos tightened around Percy. Percy growled and continued plowing into the boy below him. Kronos's mouth fell open, releasing a wave of endless moans as Percy continued his assault. With a few more thrusts, Percy emptied himself inside Kronos.
Percy pulled out, falling onto the bed beside Kronos. "Well, that was fun," Kronos panted. Percy chuckled. Both of their chests heaved heavily as they tried to catch their breaths. "I think I'll need to get cleaned up before bed."
Percy nodded. He sat up and reached for his undergarments on the floor. "I suppose I'll leave you to it then."
Percy got dressed while Kronos lay on the bed, watching as the green eyed young man's body became concealed by clothing once again. "You should try coming by tomorrow," Kronos suggested."
Percy laughed. "I'll see what I can do."
"Well, thanks for that. I think I needed it."
"I could tell," Percy teased. "It's not every day you grope me in the middle of the hall."
Kronos shrugged. "Like I said, they can watch."
"Would you like me to bend you over a window next time?"
Kronos grinned. "Sounds good to me."
Percy rolled his eyes. "Joking, but good to know if I'm ever feeling daring." Percy opened the door. "I'll see you tomorrow."
Kronos waved, picking up a piece of cloth and cleaning himself off. "See you tomorrow," he replied.
Percy shut the door and headed away from the Justicar hall. On his way, he met Ouranos. Ouranos pressed a hand against Percy's chest as they met. "Having fun with another late night visit with my son?" Ouranos asked, his voice unreadable.
"We were just talking," Percy lied.
Ouranos narrowed his eyes. "I'm sure." He let out a long sigh, rubbing his temple. "As long as Kronos is at training on time and without...injury, I don't care to know what goes on behind his door. Just make sure any...activities you two indulge in don't interfere with that. I could also say the same for you. I don't believe Hyperion would be pleased if this thing were to ever get in the way of your duty."
"The Covenant always comes first, sir."
"See that it does," Ouranos warned him, continuing on his way. Percy watched him walk away cautiously. That had been the first time the man had actually confronted Percy about it, and as far as he knew, he had never confronted Kronos about it either. Apparently Kronos had been right, his father was not happy about that limp Percy had given his son the previous week.
Percy released a breath, beginning on his path once again. Percy wasn't intimidated very easily, but that man was like a mountain, tall and imposing. He got back to the barracks and plopped down on his bed. Most of his brothers and sisters had already gone to bed for the night, the sounds of snoring feeling the air.
He took his boots off and slipped out of his clothes. He pulled the covers over his half naked body, staring up at the dark ceiling above. Tomorrow would hopefully prove to be an interesting day. He wanted to know more about this assignment of his, but knew he wouldn't receive any answers from his superiors. His best shot was to stick with the assignment and hope some light was shed onto the matter. Perhaps talking to his mysterious girl would benefit him.
I feel weird knowing that my smut even improved over my hiatus, at least I thought so. Hell, even Bragi liked it, and he usually skims smut. I suppose it is good practice considering what is coming in Children of Loss. So, I'm still curious if anyone knows who I merged Percy, Nico, and Thalia's characters with. I think Awesome older sibling got Percy partially right. He's a mix of two. Thalia's is a little easier this chapter, but the next and chapter four it's a little clearer. So, what did you guys think? Like I said, it's a little slow starting off. I'm just creating the characters and the world. Next chapter and chapter four is more of the kick off. Though, you can already see the wheels turning in Nico's section. As you can see, Thalia is scheming with Drew. You got to meet the Council of Mages in Nico's section. Oh, and as you can see, language isn't the same in the continent. Well, it was slightly addressed when Nico spoke in the old tongue. However, Thalia and Percy don't speak the same language as Nico. There is a common tongue, though. So, they'll be able to talk, but their dialects will be different. Next chapter...I don't know what my problem is here. So much smut. As you can guess, Thalia and Percy are going to meet, and Drew will be there. Cough. Anyways, I don't want to spoil too much. I'll see you all next time.
