PJatO || Trenderam || PJatO || Nicercy || The Royal Carriers || Sonny || PJatO || Trenderam || PJatO
Title: The Royal Carriers – Two Kingdoms, One Mindset
Fandom: Percy Jackson and the Olympians / Heroes of Olympus; total AU
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, they belong to the old Greeks. This fanfiction and its OCs on the other hand are entirely mine. No money is made with this, though reviews are more than welcomed.
Warnings: shounen-ai, threesome, explicit intercourse, masturbation, anal, oral, mpreg, pregnancy, slavery, male carrier discrimination, violence, rape, dealing with rape, shoujo-ai, hetero
Main Pairing: Trend/Derek/Sam
Side Pairings: Nico/Percy, Sander/Donny, Luke/Thess, Percy/Kitty, Luke/Octavian, Herc/Thea, Joe/Nico, Marshall/Sara, Piper/Annabeth, Jason/Reyna, Frank/Hazel/Leo, Charles/Silena, Grover/Juniper, Malcolm/Katie, Chris/Clarisse, Tyson/Ella, Tempest/Blackjack
Percy Jackson Characters: Perseus Jackson, Nico di Angelo, Leo Valdez, Hazel Levesque, Frank Zhang, Annabeth Chase, Piper McLean, Luke Castellan, Octavian Simmons, Reyna Avila Ramírez-Arellano, Jason Grace, Malcolm Cage, Katie Gardner, Grover Underwood, Juniper, Clarisse la Rue, Chris Rodriguez, Travis Stoll, Connor Stoll, Charles Beckendorf, Silena Beauregard, Ethan Nakamura, Alabaster C. Torrington, Rachel Elizabeth Dare, Ella, Tyson, Tempest, Blackjack
Own Characters: Samuel Raser, Derek Rhys, Trend Austin, Marshall Mikaelson, Phylicia Rosenberg, Hunter Hood, Hayden Hood, Bellatrix la Fey, Sara Mers, Joanna Foxx, Sedanur Aykan
Own Characters of the Next Generation: Chrysander Rodriguez, Charisma Rodriguez, Hades Poseidon di Angelo, Sally Persephone di Angelo, Theseus Paul di Angelo, James Charles di Angelo, Laura Silena di Angelo, Jackson Tyson di Angelo, Matthew Robert Chase, Theadora Tiphane Chase, Lucas Thomas Chase, Tristan Frederick Chase, Hercules Grace, Thalia Hylla Grace, Jupiter Perseus Grace, Esperanza Nicole Zhang, Sammy Marie Zhang, Emily Fey Zhang, Elizabeth Mason, Amarilla Cage, Anthismos Cage, Kathryn Ellen, Alabaster Ellen
Own Horses: Rush, Fighter, Shadowchaser, Trickster, Nightowl
Summary: After King Hades had died, Nico had ascended to the throne, just a lost and lonely little prince, unsure what to do with himself. An allied king named Matthew had helped him on his rocky path and when King Matthew passes away, leaving his only son and heir Derek in quite the similar situation, Nico wants to provide the same kind of guidance for Derek that he had received.
Nico's heir and pride Donny had grown up being close friends with Derek so Nico sends his son to comfort Derek and invite him over to their realm, to ensure Derek that he had an ally in Nico.
In a world where some males are born with the ability to carry children, seen as a present from the gods and sold as valuable slaves, Nico could call himself lucky to own Percy, who had blessed him with seven wonderful children so far. When love had blossomed between them, the slave had risen to become Nico's queen. And now that Derek was the only one left of his family, Nico wants to give Derek a beautiful and kind carrier as a coronation present, because Derek needs an heir.
Derek, involved and in love with his adviser Trend, had his eyes set on a carrier-slave who had danced on the annual Spring Celebration, but the boy had slipped away from him. It's his luck that Donny manages to track exactly that carrier down to have him waiting in Donny's home for Derek's visit. When finding the carrier named Sam, Donny also finds something gorgeous for himself.
Now Donny has Sander and is falling in love with his slave, even though the young carrier-prince needs to find a suitable king, while Derek and Trend deal with their previously abused carrier.
The Royal Carriers
Two Kingdoms, One Mindset
Chapter 11: The Royal Dinner Party
Clarisse was pacing their quarters in the palace, while Chris was sitting on the couch, with Carry on his lap. The girl was highly confused and Chris was still under shock. They had tried to explain everything to Carry, but how do you explain to your ten-years-old that she had a brother who her parents had believed to be dead for twelve years. And now he resurfaced as a slave.
"Sandy is nice", stated Carry with a frown. "So I get to have him as my brother now?"
"H—He is your brother", nodded Chris slowly, gulping hard.
"And he ran away from me when I told him I'm his mother!", exclaimed Clarisse.
She was angry and hurt and confused. It was obvious that the boy didn't remember her, but did he also not want to meet her? Did he have some kind of surrogate parents already? Or what? The soft knocking on the door interrupted her internal conflict. She just glared at the door, so Chris pushed Carry off his lap and went to open the door. He was surprised to see their crown prince.
"Prince Donny? What can we do for you?", asked Chris curiously.
"Uhm... Sander was nervous to come over alone", confessed Donny and pulled on Sander's wrist.
The slave reluctantly stepped into Chris' sight, eyes lowered nervously. Chris just stared. The boy really looked a lot like him. When Sander finally looked up, Chris saw that he even had his eyes. He was tall in build and muscular. Chris had no idea what to do, honestly. Was he to shake the boy's hand, or clap him on the shoulder, or hug him? He probably should introduce himself first.
"Sander, that's Chris. Clarisse's husband. Your... father", introduced Donny softly before pushing Sander into Chris' arms. "And now hug, for crying out loud. And let's get inside."
Chris caught the boy before he fell and pulled him into a hug. Sander stiffened nervously, but he tried to return the hug. So this was his father. He had a father. What did you do with a father...?
"Hello", piped a small voice as someone tugged on Sander's pants. "You're mine now."
The two men parted and Sander looked down at Carry, who looked very determined. "What?"
"You're my big brother now", said Carry, staring him down. "That means you have to come and play with me and when my friends talk about what great big siblings they have, you have to come and be greater and more awesome. And you have to tell me good-night stories. Cally used to tell me stories, but she joined the Huntresses and left. Can you tell good stories?"
"Charisma, don't overwhelm him", warned Clarisse and stepped in. "Sorry, she's... enthusiastic."
"It's not my fault I only got him now!", complained Carry with a glare. "He has to make up for lots of years of being my big brother! Now gimme, daddy! I wanna have hugs too!"
Chris stepped away from Sander reluctantly as Carry basically threw herself at Sander. The boy was a little more at easy when he hugged the little girl. His little sister. Donny smiled as he sat down on the couch, watching silently how the family exchanged some awkward greetings.
/break\
Trend was smiling contently as he ran his fingers through Sam's hair. The two had been going at it for about two hours and Trend had to admit that Sam was the best swordsman he had ever encountered. Completely exhausted and sweating, they had just collapsed on the bed and when Trend had pulled the smaller male into his arms, Sam hadn't disagreed, he had just snuggled up to him, tired from the so far long day. Even though it was barely afternoon.
"You two are disgusting", commented Derek next to them, causing Sam to flinch. "You two reek and you're sweaty. You need to get showered, because Percy mentioned a dinner party for today and I'm not taking you two there if you smell like ew. Get cleaned up now, both of you."
Sam blinked surprised and nodded slowly before getting up. "Yes, master."
Once inside the bathroom, he shed his robes and came to stand under the shower-head, slowly turning the hot water on. Hot water. Just like that. No need to make a fire and heat it first. Water falling down on him, instead of having to take a bath. Sam really could get used to showers, they were a pretty neat invention. A yelp escaped his lips as something soft touched his shoulder. Turning some, he came eye to collarbone with Trend.
"W—What are you doing?", stuttered Sam and turned red.
"Derek said we should get showered and we should hurry. We'll be faster if we just share the shower", whispered Trend, his hot breath making Sam shudder. "I'll scrub your back, okay?"
Sam nodded stiffly. And then he shuddered once more. He could feel the heat of Trend's body even through the heat of the falling water. This was a different heat, a welcomed heat. The sponge was soft as Trend drew circles on Sam's back, soaping him up tenderly.
"What do you miss the most about your old life?", asked Trend. "And don't tell me you don't want to talk about it. I think you're desperate to talk about it. You blurted out so much in the garden and just now in the bedroom, more than you actually had to to answer the questions. You want to talk about it, even though you may not like to talk about it."
"I miss the training", confessed Sam softly, staring at the wall in front of him. "The discipline and control over the own body. Pushing myself to the limit, the aching the next day, knowing what I achieved. But also the companionship between the knights. And riding. Aside from sword-fighting, it was my favorite pastime. The way the wind feels..."
Trend nodded in understanding, making some mental notes for later usage.
/break\
"King Niccoló Antonio Cosimo di Angelo, son of Hades and ruler under the sun of Itannwn."
Nico rolled his eyes and entered the room. Since they had royal visitors (Derek was by far not the only royal who had found his way to their palace. There was a nearly constant in and out of lords and ladies), the servants liked to make everything formal. There was an upside to being the king. He and his family were the last ones to enter so he didn't have to endure the introductions.
"And Queen Perseus Lir di Angelo, ruler under the moon of Itannwn."
Percy entered and as always, he took Nico's breath away. He was gorgeous, even though Percy himself liked to complain that being pregnant made him look fat. Nico thought he was glowing. The light, blue silken-robes flew around him, sapphires and aquamarines adoring his body and crown. He gave Nico a blinding smile as he sat down next to his husband, earning a tender kiss.
"You're breathtaking, amore", murmured Nico softly, resting one hand on Percy's thigh.
"Crown Prince Hades Poseidon di Angelo, heir to the throne of Itannwn", continued the annoying servant with the loud voice. "And his siblings. Prince Theseus Paul di Angelo, Princess Sally Persephone di Angelo, Princess Laura Silena di Angelo, Prince James Charles di Angelo and Prince Jackson Tyson di Angelo, heirs to King Niccoló and Queen Perseus."
And in came their rascals. Nico and Percy sat at the head of the table, Donny sat down to Nico's left, followed by Percy Junior and Jimmy. Opposite Donny and next to Percy sat their youngest, Jack, followed by Thess and Silly. Since it was semi-official, only other lords and ladies, as well as King Derek and Trend were sitting at their table. The courts sat separate from them. Percy frowned at the lack of not only Donny's cute shadow Sander, but also Silly's adviser Carry.
"Sweetness, where is Sander?", asked Percy softly, a little confused.
"Clarisse and Chris decided to eat in their chambers. They have a lot of catching up with Sander to do", replied Donny with a large grin, before freezing, his eyes widening. "Oh gods. Wait. That means Sander is actually a sir! He's the son of Lord Rodriguez, after all."
Percy's eyes widened equally, which made Nico smile fondly, because it showed just how much of his mother Donny had in him. "Which makes him a lord. Which means he could become a knight. If that is really what he wants. What do you say, you go and tell him the good news tonight?"
"Let's first give him some time to get used to having a family before you bestow knighthood on him", suggested Nico amused, kissing Percy's cheek.
Having guests over for dinner was always a little annoying because of the long table. There was no way of really talking to each other. So Percy was forced to wait until after dinner before he could really hug his best friend. The little Latino was grinning broadly as he tried to embrace him.
"You're gigantic, Perce", commented the little one with a snicker.
"Leo!", exclaimed Percy, hitting his arm. "Don't be mean or I'll throw you into the dungeons!"
They had moved out onto the balcony to talk in peace while the other lords and ladies were chatting. Nico, Percy and the guests Donny had invited over a couple of days before. Nico's cousin Hazel and her family. Her family considered of her husband Frank and their carrier Leo. It had been a while since Hazel had visited, but back in the old days, Leo and Percy had bonded quite well and had soon become best friends. Of course, they couldn't just invite the threesome. Their two youngest children were already living at the palace – Sammy Marie being Thess' handmaiden and Milly being Jimmy's handmaiden. But they also had an older daughter, Esperanza Nicole. She, just like the rest of their team, had been invited over for dinner too. Lady Hazel Levesque was in charge of the royal mines and her husband Frank was the owner of the royal forges, where aside from Esperanza and Leo, three other workers were employed. There was Tyson, who was an adorable, kind-hearted giant. The tall young man was just in the middle of lifting Percy off the ground and hugging him tightly. He considered Percy his big brother, because Percy had taken the orphaned, homeless teenager in years ago and offered him work in the forges. The other member of the forges was a man named Charles Beckendorf, husband to Percy's midwife Silena.
"It's so good to have you all here", smiles Percy as he was put down again.
"It's good to be here. Your food is always amazing", commented Frank sheepishly.
He had one arm around Leo's waist and the other around Hazel's. Charles was standing next to them, together with his wife Silena, who was the most beautiful woman Percy had ever met.
"You'll soon be over for an entirely different purpose", promised Silena amused. "Our dear queen is more than ready to give birth and you know how excessive our king celebrates his heirs."
"If the little one would finally decide to move out", groaned Percy, his hands on his stomach.
"But it'll be the cutest, little bugger since, well, the last one", cooed Leo with a grin.
"Most likely", nodded Charles, smiling fondly.
"Where's Ella?", asked Tyson after craning his neck for the tenth time.
"She's a librarian, so most likely in the library", noted Percy amused. "Just go, Ty."
Everybody knew that the smith had a big crush on the redheaded librarian. Yelping slightly, Tyson dashed off the balcony and out of the dining hall. He nearly ran Donny over, but the prince could catch himself. Smiling fondly, because he had a good idea where Tyson was going.
"Anyway", grunted Donny and shook his head. "Turns out Sander is actually the son of Lord and Lady Rodriguez, which kind of makes him royal. That's huge. I'm so happy for him!"
"That's a big change. A big chance", nodded Trend thoughtful.
He was talking wildly to Derek, Trend, Esperanza and the third worker at the forge; Joe Foxx. Sam was standing awkwardly around, more so in the back. Since everything had been so formal, he had eaten with the servants. It was strange, he had gotten used to being next to Derek and Trend. While the royals talked, Sam snorted to himself, earning their attention.
"There something you have to add, sweetheart?", asked Derek curiously.
"Don't make this sound like a good thing", stated Sam and shifted some. "All San has known is being a labor-slave. He's had enough trouble dealing with his new master and how he treats him, how much freedom he has right now. I don't think he'll have an easy time getting used to this."
Donny frowned concerned. Sander had already said something similar too and honestly, Donny was a little worried about just that. Sander had talked about himself so lowly, even though he was so wonderful. Honestly, Donny hoped that maybe Chris, Clarisse and Carry could help.
/break\
Dinner had been exhausting, especially considering how long they had been standing around and talking. A relieved sigh slipped out of Percy's mouth as he sank into the comfortable pile of cushions on their bed. The sigh was followed by a moan when Nico started to massage his feet.
"Oh, I love you, I love you, I love you", groaned Percy happily.
"I'm aware of that, my queen", chuckled Nico, kissing one of Percy's ankles.
"Tell me why you love me", ordered Percy after a moment, staring at the ceiling.
"Come again?", grunted Nico surprised, looking up.
"Well, you asked me yesterday to tell you why I fell in love with you", murmured Percy, turning to look at his husband. "Now tell me why you fell in love with me, my king. When did you know."
"Mh... The moment I first saw you, when you spit into my face, that was when I knew that I had to have you, because you were the challenge I've always waited for", started Nico with a smile as he remembered. "But I didn't fall in love with you back then. No, I fell in love with you when you kicked me in the crown-jewels, I think... Yes, definitely..."
/flashback\
Nico grinned like a lion who had the antelope dead and sprawled out in front of him. Even though it would be more appropriate to say he was the lion looking at the lioness sprawled out in front of him, because his new property was laying right there. Dressed in fine clothes, cleaned up and shackled to the bed-frame. Those sea-green eyes were glaring fiercely at him.
"You are the most beautiful thing I have ever seen", observed Nico, shedding his own robes.
"And you're naked", stated Percy, blinking a couple of times. "Put that thing away."
"I know exactly where to put it", smirked Nico and crawled up to Percy.
He placed his hands on the slave's knees, pushing them apart. Or at least trying to. Percy twisted his leg so it was between Nico's and then he pulled up hard. Nico groaned and collapsed sideways on the bed as his dick and balls pulsed with pain. Whimpering a little, he held onto them.
"Don't think I'll just let you have me", declared Percy, his eyes hard. "Don't think I won't put up a fight. Don't think because you bought me that you also own me."
/flashback|end\
"You could have told me earlier that you're a masochist, Nico. I could have kicked you more often", cooed Percy teasingly before turning serious again. "Honestly now, why...?"
"Because you made me realize that, regardless of what society told us, you're not just a fuck-toy, you're a person. A person who won't bow down just because I was a prince", answered Nico with a shrug. "You were the first person not to do everything I wanted just because I'm royal. That's what I first learned to love about you. And the challenge of wooing you. I'm... aware you weren't entirely willing when we had sex for the first time and I'm very sorry for that, my love."
"I was more willing than I let on", confessed Percy with a faint blush. "You are quite handsome and your touch was more than appealing, especially... considering what I was used to. Still, I can't believe that that was when you fell in love with me, Nico."
"It was the moment I started to fall for you", corrected Nico amused, trailing kisses up Percy's leg. "But I was a complete goner when you realized that you were pregnant with Bianca Maria... I was so sure you'd freak out, hate me and the baby. But regardless of your own feelings for me, you showed so much joy, happiness and love for the little miracle inside of you. That was when I knew that there is no one I'd ever love more than you, because it would be impossible."
Percy smiled softly and grabbed Nico by the shoulders. "Come here, you hopeless romantic..."
The son of Hades returned the smile and laid next to his husband, kissing his softly.
/break\
"It's getting late, why aren't we returning to your chambers, masters?"
Derek really started to grow nervous about the fact that Sam called them both master now on a regular base. Did it mean that Sam was constantly uncomfortable around them now, after the spanking? Had it been a mistake to do this to Sam? He needed to talk to Trend about it.
"Because I have a surprise for you, sweetheart", replied Derek with a small grin. "I'm sorry you couldn't sit with us during dinner. I wasn't aware that the king's cousin would be reason enough to fuss so much. Anyway, I wanted to do something nice for you, so..."
Sam just wanted to ask what, but then they reached the stable and judging by the smug look on Trend's face, the blonde had been talking to their king. Sam's heart sped up in anticipation. A smile spread over his lips as they walked past those majestic, beautiful beings. He couldn't decide which one to pat, or if he even was allowed to touch any of them since these were the royal stables. But then Trend and Derek stopped in front of two beauties. A dark-gray stallion and a brown mare.
"This is Fighter, she's mine. And Rush here is Trend's", introduced Derek, patting the brown horse.
Sam walked up to them with his mouth open in an o. He cautiously patted them, both horses nudging him in greeting, which only made his smile more brilliant, eyes sparkling brightly.
"You are one beautiful lady, aren't you?", whispered Sam, leaning his cheek against Fighter's.
"Hop on", ordered Derek, motioning at Fighter.
"What?", grunted Sam, staring at him surprised.
"We're riding out", explained the king. "You can ride her, if you want to. I'll ride with you."
Sam was more than eager as he climbed onto Fighter's back. The grin on his lips nearly split his face when he felt the lean muscles of the horse beneath him and saw everything from this high above. Derek followed and climbed up behind him, his arms sneaking around Sam's waist, chest pressing against the slave's back. A slight blush crept onto Sam's cheeks, but his grin didn't waver.
"I'll tell you where to go, sweetheart. Just follow my orders", whispered Derek.
His breath caressed Sam's neck in a teasing way, causing the slave to shudder. "Always, master."
Derek grinned to himself. Maybe it also meant something else. Maybe Sam used that title because he had finally settled with being theirs, truly. With calling Derek 'sire', he had distanced himself from the reality that he was Derek's. Perhaps now he was comfortable with the fact that Derek and Trend were his masters? Because the way he used the title wasn't uncertain. His voice didn't waver or break, he didn't whisper it like something to be ashamed of. He said it loud and clear.
/break\
Donny kind of felt bad for the way he felt right now, because he was actually happy that Sander wasn't there, which was an awful thing. Especially because it wasn't just out of the reason that Sander was right now with his family and Donny was happy for his friend, but also because he had his chambers to himself. While Sander was there, Donny felt the urge to be perfect, to look perfect, to leave an impression. It had been weeks now since he had just casually lounged around in his underwear and with uncombed hair. He had tried to be on his best behavior, with Sander in his chambers. Of course he had enjoyed having Sander so close by, but the pressure to appear proper was horrible, especially in his own bedroom. Right now he was down to his undergarments, hanging upside-down off the side of the bed while reading a book.
"Uhm... Am I interrupting, my prince?"
Donny looked up from his book to see a slightly surprised Sander in the doorway. Blushing furiously, Donny sat up and wrapped the blankets around his lithe frame.
"N—No. Why are you here?", asked Donny, watching how Sander flinched. "I didn't mean it like that! I just... I thought you'd, you know, move in with your parents or something..."
"I only just met them", mumbled Sander, sitting down on the floor next to Donny's bed, legs crossed. "Besides, I made a very important decision and I wanted to tell you."
"Y—Yes?", asked Donny nervously.
Oh crap. Now that Sander was royal, he wasn't really Donny's anymore, now was he? Why should he stay with the prince then? He was going to tell Donny that he'd move out. Into the army, or the village or... far, far away. He'd lose his Sander. No, no, no. That was no good.
"I want to become a knight", declared Sander and looked up at Donny with those hopeful chocolate eyes of his. "I promise you I'll train extra hard and make up for the years I'm lacking, but father said that since I'm the son of a lord and a lady even, I could join the training. I'll become your knight."
"W—What?", stammered Donny and blushed a little.
"You'll be the queen one day and even though most inherited the royal guard of their parents, I know that, Sam told me, every king and queen has their own set of most trusted knights. Like King Arthur's knights of the round table, right?", asked Sander shyly.
"Indeed", nodded Donny thoughtful.
"I want to become your knight", stated Sander determined. "I want to protect you when you're the queen one day. I mean, uhm, I already want to protect you now that you're a prince, but I just..."
"I get it", smiled Donny, his eyes sparkling. "And thank you. I'm sure you'll be a good knight."
"Thanks, my prince", mumbled Sander flustered. "So... uhm... C—Can I stay? I mean, I am still yours, even if I found my parents. That doesn't nullify that I'm a slave. That I'm your slave."
"That's true", nodded Donny slowly. "But I don't want to stand between you and your family."
"You're not!", assured Sander hastily. "It's just so overwhelming, I mean, they share a whole life that I missed out on and they're so close and I'm like an outsider looking in through the window and I'm just not... comfortable moving in with them. I want to get to know them better, I want to spend time with them and all, I want them to be my parents, but I just... don't want to live with them. I don't want everything so... close. I want to stay with you, please. I like the way things are."
"Okay", nodded Donny, a tender smile on his lips. "I'd like that. Yeah. And since I'm a carrier and a crown prince, I'll need a lot of protection, so maybe an additional knight to Herc as my bodyguard would be sufficient. I'll talk about this with father in the morning."
"Mh?", grunted Sander, not quite following.
"You could become my knight, really mine. My bodyguard", explained Donny with a grin.
"Oh. Oh, that would be even better!", exclaimed Sander enthusiastically.
Donny laughed and scooted over some. "Come on up here. I told you you don't have to sit on the floor all the time. You're entitled to use furniture, you know."
"Yeah, but that's your bed", mumbled Sander, beet red.
"Well, I figure this conversation will be a long one, so...", drawled Donny.
"What conversation?", asked Sander, confused again.
"I want to hear everything about how it went with your parents", prompted Donny.
Sander smiled brightly and climbed onto the bed, getting comfortable with a pillow on his lap to hug before he started to tell Donny every little detail he had now learned about his parents, even though Donny most likely already knew all of it. But Donny liked to listen anyways.
Author's note: Next chapter has nervous!Sander on the first day of knight-school and fanboy!Donny cheering him on. Sam and Donny bonding, because duh. Aaand Sammy takes the first step into Trend's and Derek's direction~
