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Title: Percy in Paradise – Aphrodite's Scheming
Fandom: Percy Jackson and the Olympians; post series; no Heroes of Olympus
Disclaimer: All rights reserved to Rick Riordan for he created the awesomeness that is Nico di Angelo. And everything else related to Percy Jackson and the Olympians / Heroes of Olympus. Aside from the Gods, of course. They are all copyright by the old Greeks. This fanfiction on the other hand is entirely mine. No money is made with this, though reviews are more than welcomed.
Warnings: shounen-ai, moresome, incest, anal, explicit intercourse, h/c, bondage, slight blood-play, child abuse (mentioned/past)
Main Pairing: Polympians (Dionysus/Percy, Apollo/Percy, Hermes/Percy, Ares/Percy, Hephaestus/Percy, Hades/Percy, Zeus/Percy, Poseidon/Percy)
Side Pairings: Hades/Persephone, Zeus/Hera, Aphrodite/Ares, Poseidon/Amphitrite, Nico/Annabeth, Luke/Percy (past), Percy/Annabeth (past)
Percy Jackson Characters: Perseus Jackson, Hestia, Dionysus, Artemis, Apollo, Iris, Hermes, Aphrodite, Hephaestus, Hecate, Ares, Demeter, Zeus, Persephone, Hades, Nemesis, Poseidon, Hera, Athena, Amphitrite, Tyson, Nico di Angelo, Clarisse la Rue, Thalia Grace
Summary: Annabeth broke Percy's heart after he had given up on immortality for her. Aphrodite comes up with a wicked plan. Though they have to face the opposing goddesses.
Each chapter a separate pairing so you can skip one if it's not your cup of tea without missing anything. Means this is (with prolog and epilog) going to be a ten-chapter-story.
Percy in Paradise
Aphrodite's Scheming
Sixth Seduction: Hades, With the Help of Persephone
"Percy? Percy, wakey-wakey!"
Percy mewled and tried to hide his face in the cushion beneath him. Though it didn't feel like his own cushion. Scrunching his eyebrows he thought about opening his eyes.
"Jackson, you lazy-ass, get up now!"
"Nico!", moaned the green-eyed boy and turned around. "Go and annoy someone else! I'm dead on my feet!"
"You are not on your feet", corrected the other half-blood with a chuckle. "And after all I've heard... You haven't spend all that much time on your feet in the last few days anyway. More on your back."
"Shut the fuck up, asshole!", grunted Percy and blushed, sitting up.
Though he went back down with a painful wince. He heard an amused huffing and felt that someone sat down next to him.
"Like I said; Too much time on your back", smirked Nico and fished something out of his pocket.
"What are you doing here, anyway?", grunted the older teen displeased and sat up again, though this time more slowly.
"Here, drink that", ordered the half-Italian and offered him a flask.
"Right", snorted Percy. "As if I'd just do what you say. What's that?"
"Some kind of potion. 'Phone gave it to me, said she had it from Lady Aphrodite. Said it was some kind of... healing potion", answered Nico and shrugged. "I didn't want any more information."
"I kind of don't think I should truly drink it", muttered the son of Poseidon sceptically, though he took the flask nonetheless.
If Aphrodite had set all that up, then she probably had her plans with that potion-thing, too. It didn't taste half bad and it send a tingly sensation through his whole body, stopping at his ass. Now he truly wanted to know what this potion was supposed to do. But the sore feeling lessened.
"Where's Hephaestus?", asked Percy curiously and looked around.
"He had to leave. Lord Zeus wanted all Olympian gods to attend a gathering on mount Olympus, or something like that. Anyway, I'm here to fetch you. So... You gonna come?"
"Fetch me? Why? Is something wrong with camp?", wanted the Sea Prince to know.
"Nothing wrong with camp", snorted Nico and rolled his eyes. "'Phone wanted me to fetch you."
"Lady Persephone? Why?", asked Percy suspiciously.
"I don't know, I'm only the messenger. She's the one who wants to talk to you. So... you gonna come with me, seaweed brain?", grunted the Ghost Prince irritated.
"Oh well, why not?", sighed the son of Poseidon and shrugged. "I don't want to stay in this gloomy atmosphere, at least not without Hephaestus..."
"Aw, don't tell me the great hero of Olympus wants to snuggle after sex?", chuckled Nico amused.
"Shut up, asshole!", growled Percy and blushed. "But... cuddling would be nice for a change..."
"Maybe you'd get a chance to cuddle if you'd stay in the bed of one god at least for a while", accused the son of Hades with a shrug and offered the older demi-god his arm. "Come on, we need to shadow-travel."
"Why are you being such a jerk?", huffed the green-eyed boy annoyed and took the offered arm.
"Because it's only natural to be a jerk towards your step-mother at first."
"Wha-" The rest of Percy's sentence got lost in the shadows.
Darkness engulfed them and Percy felt the eager spark jolting through his body. He enjoyed shadow-traveling thoroughly, it was one of the most exciting things he knew. But he hated the landing. Especially since Nico wasn't the best when it came to those. The two half-bloods stumbled through the darkness and onto a soft surface. Something hard hit him and pressed him down onto the softness. He blinked a few times and looked up into Nico's dark eyes.
"What did you mean by step-mother?", grunted Percy. "And would you mind getting off me?"
"Oh come on, seaweed brain", laughed Nico and rolled his eyes. "Annie already told me about your little adventure through Olympus... What do you think could possibly be so important that you're needed in my father's castle?"
"The implication that your father wants to get into my pants aside, did you just call Annabeth Annie? Since when are you two getting along so well?", hummed the Sea Prince intrigued.
The half-blood on top of him blushed slightly and shrugged.
"When I said you're supposed to collect young Perseus for me, I didn't mean to collect him for yourself", chuckled a sweet voice from the door.
The demi-gods whirled around and stared at the Spring Goddess wide-eyed.
"Lady Persephone... why... Nico said you wanted to talk to me...? And you, dumbass, get off me!"
Percy pushed Nico off, causing the younger demi-god to nearly fall off the bed.
"What's going on here, Nico?", growled the dark voice of the Death God.
"Nothing, I just had... problems with the exit again and we landed a bit... well..."
"I can see that", grunted Hades and crossed his arms in front of his chest.
His eyes wandered over, from his only son to the beautiful youth on his bed. This must have been the best idea his beloved wife ever had. Luring the pretty half-blood into the underworld so he could make the teen his. After all, there were many others who already had a shot at it. And this was a fine opportunity, he wouldn't miss Persephone as much if he had the pretty lad to entertain him during the summer time.
"What – exactly – am I doing here?", demanded Percy to know, getting up.
He had a pretty good idea what he was supposed to do here. But there was still the little matter of his free will in the way of the plans of the gods.
"After your little... adventure throughout the beds of the gods, I thought you'd know", smiled Persephone and walked up to him to lean in to whisper into the boys ear. "Don't worry, I won't stay in your way like some other wives."
"Of course you won't", huffed Percy irritated. "Because my way doesn't cross yours."
The family of death blinked a bit surprised, Nico sitting cross-legged on the floor in front of the bed, Hades slightly behind them. The son of Poseidon stemmed his hands in his hips and glared at the Death God with a truly murderous look in his sea-green eyes.
"Since you gods seem so keen on gossiping I guess I already earned a certain... reputation in the last couple of days. So I will tell you something: I am not a whore and I will not spread my legs for every guy who snaps his fingers. See, I make a habit out of not screwing guys anymore who tried to kill me more than once."
"Oh come on!", groaned Hades irritated. "How's that fair? You've spread your legs for Ares, too!"
Blinking in slight surprise, the Sea Prince looked the god up and down. It seemed as if the oh-so scary god of death and eternal torture was pouting!
"That was in fair battle. You locked me into your dungeon to let me rot there!", growled the son of Poseidon and turned around to leave.
"Wait! Where are you going, Perce?", called Nico after his friend confused.
"I'll go. There certainly is a way out of here! I have someplace – anyplace – else to be right now!"
Persephone sighed in exaggeration and shook her head. Why did his husband have to make everything complicated and bothersome?
"What... just happened?", grunted Hades, completely confused.
"Your charm, dad, your charm", grinned his son cheekily.
"I would ground you, but I know it's futile", muttered the god irritated. "And now, if you'd excuse me, I guess I have someone to follow..."
"Oh no, you don't!", interrupted his wife with one raised eyebrow. "I'll follow him. You just stay here and wait until he returns. And believe me, he will return."
"I'll trust you on this one", nodded Hades and sat down on his bed.
Persephone smirked and beamed herself outside of the palace. The teen couldn't have gotten far in this time. And truly, she saw him in her garden, standing between the silver and golden trees bearing gems and pearls of all kind.
"Tell me, how do you plan on escaping the underworld?", hummed the Spring Goddess curiously.
"I... don't know", sighed Percy and turned around to look at her. "So just send me back."
"I'm sorry, but you are needed here", smiled Persephone apologetically.
"I'm needed? As I just said, I am not a whore", growled the son of Poseidon.
"Who says that being a whore has to be a bad thing?", shrugged the woman. "What do you think about my garden? It's beautiful, isn't it?"
A bit confused by the sudden change of topic, Percy shrugged and took a closer look around. It was quite lovely. Trees made out of the finest metals, their leaves and flowers consisting of gems.
"It's... nice, I guess..."
"Hades made it for me. Because no plant grows in the underworld", smiled the Spring Goddess nostalgically. "Look, Perseus, I know he can be rough. I still remember how we got together... It's just the way he is. He's quite the caveman. Knocking his chosen one out and holding them captive in his cave. Did it with me, tried it with you. You've only been in that dungeon for a couple of hours. You have no idea what he had planned for you."
"That's bullshit", snorted the green-eyed teen and rolled his eyes.
"Are you sure about that?", hummed Persephone and tilted her head. "As sure as you were that Dionysus despises you, or that Ares is only a brute thinking of about how to beat you, or that you'd never have sex with a god?"
Percy stocked for a second. She had a valid point there. This week already had proven to turn his whole world-view upside-down. Still, Hades had gone too far in the past. Kidnapping his mother, trying to kill him on different occasions.
"Not enough reason", grunted the son of Poseidon stubbornly.
"Then at least give him a chance. He can... surprise you."
Contemplating his options, the hero shrugged. "A deal; I'll go back up there and... talk to him. If he can't convince me to share his bed, you'll get me back to camp without any protests."
"Okay", agreed Persephone with a short nod.
Sighing in defeat he turned around to get back to the bedroom. He was here, why shouldn't he give it a try then? It surprised him how fast he found his way back to the colorful bedroom. Nearly as much as the colorfulness of the room surprised him. The influence of the Spring Goddess was hard to deny if one took a closer look at the decor.
"You're back", noted the slightly bored looking god on the king-sized bed.
"Thanks for pointing out the obvious", grunted Percy and rolled his eyes.
"Ain't I the one supposed to be all grumpy and gloomy?", chuckled Hades.
Sea-green eyes were rolled once again and the teen walked up to the big bed. Okay, so he had to admit that the whole dark and dangerous demeanor was very appealing. It was hard to resist a bad boy, had always been kind of hard.
"You're a caveman."
"And you're a Disney-princess. What are we doing, exactly?", replied the god intrigued.
"It's what your wife said", snorted Percy and shook his head. "That you're a caveman. All pulling the one you want on their hair into your cave and stuff. You realize that that's kind of... I don't know, old fashioned maybe? I'd appreciate some kind of sign of affection of some sorts."
"Very well", nodded Hades and removed his robes.
Percy blinked dumbfounded at that. Okay, so that was not what he had meant. It seemed he wasn't mistaken about the Death God after all. Though his sad musings were interrupted as he recognized a certain face in between the tortured-looking souls waved into the god's boxer-shorts.
"Is that really...?", whispered Percy disbelievingly, leaning down, a hurt expression in his eyes.
"It is", nodded Hades, grabbing the teen's wrist and pulling him down into his lap, his fingers laced into the black silken hair. "I wished for a special punishment for him. After everything he did to you. I am... slightly obsessed with you, but I find it hard to express such things. But I promise you I will never again let someone hurt you like he did."
Great. How was he supposed to withstand Hades now? The only possible answer that came to his mind was kissing the Death God. He slung his arms around Hades' neck and straddled the god's lap. The man gasped into their kiss as Percy's ass rubbed against his half-erect member. The Lord of the Underworld tore the clothes apart that stood between himself and the one that would become his second consort. The teen grunted irritated and broke their kiss.
"So not cool", muttered Percy. "You can't just rip other people's clothes apart. They cost money!"
Hades laughed amused at that. "You seem not to know this, Perseus, but frankly enough I am also the god of riches. Money is the least problem."
"Now, once again, listen closely", growled the half-blood dangerously, his eyes darkening as the sea during a storm, his hands gripping the god's head hard, lifting his face so they were locking eyes. "I am not for sale. I do this because I want it, because I feel like doing it. Because I can. I'm not a whore you can buy with the right amount of money. And I'm not about to forget that you kidnapped my mother or that you tried to kill me. You will have to make up for that. You will have to earn my trust first. This is screwing, nothing more. Not as long as you haven't proven to me that it's worth risking more. That have you is worth risking more."
Fierce. Determined. Strong-willed. The things he had been fascinated with ever since he first met Percy Jackson. Even as a boy he had proven to be... different. Special. The kind of special he had always seeked in a partner. The kind of special that made him kidnap Persephone oh-so long ago.
"I didn't mean to call you a whore", laughed Hades slightly amused. "I merely meant that I like giving my lovers everything they want and need. I would never offer goods for sex. And I do understand that you are still upset with me for my past actions."
"Upset is... a very mild word", chuckled the son of Poseidon.
"Then let me start making it up to you by... making love to you", suggested the Death God with a slight grin, lifting the teen off him and laying him slowly down on the bed.
Hades rid himself of his boxer shorts, placing them next to the bed before taking his time to enjoy the sight in front of him. The hero of Olympus, sprawled on his sheets, long luscious legs invitingly spread, lustful sea-green eyes staring at him with a silent demand.
There was no way he could ever repay Persephone for this present. She had always disapproved of his mortal lovers, had always been jealous. But this was a deal he could live with. No mortal lovers anymore, but he would get Percy Jackson during the summer.
"Then please, show me that you have another, a different side", demanded Percy and spread his legs some more, licking his lips eagerly.
A smirk was aimed his way as the god leaned down and captured his lips, sneaky fingers finding their way to his entrance. A surprised yelp interrupted their kiss.
"Something wrong?", asked Hades concerned, two fingers trying to enter the tightness.
"It's just...", Percy blushed deeply and shook his head. "Nothing."
"Are you sure?", wanted the god to know, stopping in his movement.
"Yeah... It's just... stupid, you know? I should be... Jeez, I'm getting paranoid here...", sighed Percy.
"What's wrong?", grunted the Lord of the Underworld irritated, staring down at the boy.
"I think... I start thinking that Lady Aphrodite drugged me."
"Why?", the concern in Hades' voice was evident, he sat up some, eying Percy a bit closer.
"I may have not had that much sex before in my life. But even I know that, seriously, after all the sex I have had in the last four days, I should not only be sore but also... loose. Something is wrong here. Something with my body. And that is so not right."
The god laughed relieved and shook his head. Scrunching his eyes annoyed, Percy hit the man's upper arm and huffed slightly. Great, he gave the god a second chance and Hades made fun of him!
"Don't look so grumpy", chuckled the Death God. "I just had to laugh because of the face you made. You drank the potion Nico gave to you from Persephone, right?" He paused a second to wait for the teen to nod in acknowledgment. "It's a special little something Hecate had brewed together. Something to... make it a bit easier for you. Let's just say it keeps you virginally tight and gives your muscles the ability to stretch without tearing. That's what you get when the goddess of love works with the goddess of balance and the goddess of magic."
"Oh... So that's why it feels so... extremely intense", mumbled the teen with a vibrant blush.
Just great. As if he hadn't been responsive enough. But now it felt again like he had never been touched before, as if it was a completely new sensation. Sure, because he hadn't been horny enough as it was. Did those goddesses have to meddle with that, too? All curses and thoughts fled his mind as the fingers within him started to scissor him. The last time it had been this intense for him was when he had first touched himself. Gods, how good that felt right now.
"We'll be able to enjoy your virgin tightness for all eternity without having to fear to tear you", purred the god aroused, removing his fingers from the hole.
Long legs were wrapped around his waist, accompanied by a needy whimper. Hades smirked knowingly, he had heard explicitly from his wife what a wanton little thing Percy was (he still wondered how exactly she knew, though). And that the mischievous goddesses had turned the hero into an even needier little submissive was a nice bonus.
"You can't wait for a cock up your ass, can you?", chuckled the god.
"Would you... just do me a favor and get that dick into me and stop talking?", grunted the green-eyed half-blood with a blush.
"I won't deny you", smirked Hades, slowly pushing into the extreme tightness, kissing the teen hungrily. "You know...", panted the god as he started thrusting in and out of the deliciously tight hole. "You keep... talking like you're a whore, like you're the one being controlled... You have no idea how much control you have over us gods..."
"I?", laughed Percy amused, interrupting himself with a moan. "How can I control the gods?"
"You have us all wrapped around your little finger", chuckled the Death God, increasing his speed.
"Yeah, right", grunted the teen and rolled his eyes.
Another moan from his own lips interrupted him and he gave up on talking, reducing his speech to whimpering, moaning and demanding more. Hades was surprisingly tender, slowing down once both their orgasms were built up, going agonizingly slow to enjoy it as long as possible. The cold fingers wrapped around his member felt strange to Percy, but it somehow was a good kind of strange. Still, at one point he couldn't hold back any longer and came, spraying his cum on his own and his lover's stomach. A bit upset that the teen couldn't hold it a little longer, the god too started going at it harder again. He thrust deeper and harder into the contracting channels, drawing those beautiful sounds from the rosy lips, until he followed Percy and came deep inside the half-blood. Trying to catch his breath again, the god fell down on the bed next to the teen. He just wanted to say something when he noticed that Percy was already fast asleep. Maybe the gods should have slowed down a bit and given him a bit more time to rest in between. And maybe he could have shortened their intercourse a bit, too. Smirking in satisfaction, he pushed the boy's bangs out of his eyes and leaned down do steal a last kiss from the teen's lips.
"You have no idea how much power you have over us", whispered Hades before he closed his eyes.
