Time: That Night
Thalia sat on Percy's right hand, shell shocked.
Her electric blue eyes were wide, her silky black hair dishevelled. Her pink lips were parted, glistening with saliva as she moved mechanically, eating her meal without her usual vigour. She was wearing only a short, plain white t-shirt, and denim shorts. Her pale, creamy skin glistened with beads of sweat, rolling down her smooth forehead. She carried with her the usual, fresh scent of ozone, and wet pine needles, which brought back many happy memories from Percy's, unfortunately short, childhood. Her shorter body unconsciously snuggled into Percy's superior frame.
The night outside was beautiful. The dark sky had just the perfect amount of clouds- pale shapes flowing across the endless expanse of clouds, particular constellations peeking out from between the clouds, the twinkling stars shined with an added jubilance tonight. The bright light of the moon bathed the tropical island in silver, the pale sand of the beach shining like ivory. The sea looked like an endless ocean of pale milk in the light of the moon, the frothy, gentle waves softly lapping at the shores. A strong tropical wind blew through the island, rustling the emerald, new leaves of the palms that dotted the beach. A slight chill lessened the unbearable heat of the tropical nights of Ogygia. The jungle was alive with the chirping of insects, speaking with a language of their own, flitting between the swaying arms of the large, imposing shadows, cast by the tropical trees.
The recently cleaned pool shined serenely, the silver orb of the moon shining in the dark sky reflected in the oddly calm waters of the pool. The deck chairs that lined it had been replaced in order, so that the entire area looked brand new. Shade giving palm trees lined the entire area, along with several umbrellas beside the comfortable chairs sprawled out. All signs of use had been removed, including the bottles of sunscreen and various other lotions, hats and sunglasses, and the floats, had been removed to their designated places.
Percy ran his hand through his raven hair, feeling his fingers tangle with his untamable locks, slick with sweat. His muscles burned with exhaustion, and he could feel the cramps in his body recede, the medicine finally taking effect. His skin slightly stung in the cool air of the room, and he regretted sitting right in front of the air conditioner. His lungs burned with exhaustion. He groaned in slight pain, making everyone in the room look at him in worry.
"I'm extremely sorry, Percy, Hestia!" Calypso apologised again, tears welling up in her eyes.
Percy waved her concerns off. "I had been planning to clean the pool anyway, don't worry. And besides, you did your best to cope with the aftereffects."
He moaned as Nemesis rubbed the soothing salve into his irritated, sunburnt skin. The sound made everyone else glare at her, to which, the goddess of revenge presented them with an innocent look. They were beginning to think that she had volunteered only so that she could openly grope and molest Percy's well-defined muscles.
But nobody could keep their ire on her for long, their hungry eyes immediately being drawn to Percy's shirtless upper body, which immediately brought blushes on their cheeks, despite their best attempts. Although they had seen the... delicious sight many times, his bare skin never failed to make them hot and bothered. His broad, muscular chest rippled deliciously as Nemesis massaged him expertly, her soft palms as soothing, and comfortable as the healing salve. Sweat glistened on his bare torso, beads of sweat rolling down his chest and toned, chiselled abs. His raven black hair, slick with sweat, stuck to his sharp, divine face, every inch the epitome of a desirable Dark god, that evoked everyone's lust.
Who would find it difficult to be jealous of Hestia, knowing that she had been intimate with this hulking piece of meat, only last night?
Hestia was not forgiving. The normally cheerful goddess was silent, refusing to meet anyone's eyes, staring into her bowl with a permanent scowl etched onto her face. Her lips trembled as she tried to stifle the sobs threatening to escape her lips, her brown eyes glistening.
Artemis ate her meal silently, her pride interrupting her from apologizing. It had been her that had originally come up with the idea.
"Still, I think making you clean the pool, and the lawn, in the heat of the midday sun, without any powers was a bit harsh." Calypso protested.
"Stop blaming yourself, Calypso," Athena interjected, rubbing her face tiredly. "All of us are to blame here, we all agreed to it."
"And why?" Piper asked, being eaten up from inside with guilt.
"For sleeping with Hestia?" She answered her own question, scoffing. "It had to happen anyway."
Reyna elaborated on her point as Piper fell silent, "What she means to say is, is that Percy had to sleep with someone eventually. Was this reaction really necessary? We all know what we signed up for when we decided to stay."
Beside her, Rachel groaned, slamming her head onto the wooden table, and making everyone wince. "Yeah, but we did not think it would be this hard!"
Phoebe mirrored her expression, "I feel a headache coming on!"
The four Dark goddesses just stared at each other, unsure of what to do. They had been aware of the conflicts in Percy's harem, but they did not think it would be this bad. Personally, they felt excited at the prospect of being in a polyamorous relationship, let alone anything negative. Apparently, a few others, like Drew and Aphrodite, shared their feelings.
The Little Big Three looked back and forth, treating the conservation like a tennis match. Whenever they tried to say anything, they were drowned out by someone else, and frankly, it was getting irritating. They wanted a piece of their smoking hot big brother, too, incest be damned!
Anyway, he being a god, it was not technically incest, since he did not have any genes.
Neo subtly glared at the other females around the table. "Why don't they treat us like adults?! We are almost sixteen, for fuck's sake!"
Violet elbowed her, making the daughter of Zeus duck her head, in a group huddle with the Poseidon twins. The three black-haired teenagers looked at each other, electric blue meeting sea green. "What do you think, Violet?" She asked.
"Well, we- Rose and I- think that if anyone of us manages to bag him, we would share with each other. Promise?"
Rose nodded her assent. "Yeah, we will try to jump him whenever he is alone. I'm sure we can manage to overpower him."
"What the hell, Jackson!" Thalia cried out, making everyone look up at her. "What do you mean you just waltzed out of the room, and disarmed all of us?"
Percy raised his hands in a surrendering gesture. "It wasn't me. It was the Dark god."
Nyx snorted. "Don't try to lie anymore, Percy, you and the Dark god are the one and same person right now."
He gulped, looking back at Thalia. She was glaring at him murderously, her pink lips bared into an annoyed expression, her face barely inches from his. "Well, I needed my morning sugar!"
"And so, you could just disarm nineteen girls, several of them immortal, and the others war veterans?!" She looked at him incredulously.
Percy just shrugged, providing her with a teasing wink. "What can I say, except you're welcome!"
"Stop taking the discussion off-topic!" Ruby insisted, making everyone groan.
"Look, it was an obvious overreaction, and besides," He looked out, "The pool looks nice... until Aphrodite will again go sunbathing tomor- oof!" He winced as Aphrodite pinched his sensitive skin.
"I mean, it will obviously look much better when you are sunbathing! Aphrodite in a bikini, skin glistening with sunscreen, who wouldn't-" He gulped at the murderous glares the others threw at him.
He again turned into a pondering mood. "Why do you even sunbathe everyday, Aphrodite? It's not like you need it- you can just change your appearance at will. So... just why?"
She looked at him incredulously. "Why do you workout everyday when you have this umm... delicious body?" The love goddess obviously went off track as she leaned close to him, running her fingers teasingly along his sweaty, broad, chiselled chest. Her soft, full ruby lips curled into a flirtatious smile of their own accord as she felt his shiver and tense involuntarily under her soft touch, his diamond muscles flexing.
"Umm... Aphrodite?" He asked, made uncomfortable by the dirty looks the others were throwing at him.
"Hmm?" The love goddess questioned, distracted by the feeling of the warm, smooth skin under her soft, delicate palms. She pouted as both Thalia and Athena slapped her hands away, in a synchronized movement.
"Sooo... what should we do about this fine pickle we find ourselves in?" Angela asked, trying to retain sanity in the conversation, that was constantly veering off-topic, in a ditch attempt to prevent Percy from degrading into his violent, mindless state. Granted, it was unlikely... still, better safe than sorry.
Everyone's mood was sobered again.
"What shall we do, indeed." Percy drummed his fingers on the wooden table, enjoying the massage he was receiving from the love goddess. "But before that, you all need to apologise to Hestia and vice versa."
There were shouts of "What?!", and "Why?!" Hestia looked up from her bowl, her lips trembling as she looked at Percy with watery eyes.
He did not budge.
"Yeah, you all heard me alright. Apologize to each other, otherwise, none of us will be able to do anything. Why are you all angry- jealous of Hestia? Throughout the millennia, she has done the maximum, even during our short stay on this island, she worked hard to make sure everyone was comfortable and happy, often sacrificing her happiness."
He rolled his fork between his fingers in anxiety, seeing everyone staring at him. The delicious food tasted like Styrofoam.
He continued, "Even when we were on a date, she kept worrying about you all. She deserves whatever she wants. She has worked hard enough, I am her respite and refuge."
"Well," he continued, seeing the others mulling over his words, throwing the gentle hearth goddess furtive looks, "Why are you even angry with her? Is it because she was the first one to go on a date with me, or sleep with me? If mere jealousy on unjustified grounds is enough for you to estrange one of your own, I have no need for you, here."
He did not mean anyone by that, but every word from his lips was like a knife through their hearts.
"And that includes you, too, Hestia. You are supposed to be the friendliest of them all, and holding grudges, even for a few hours, is unlike you. Tell me what's wrong, and I will deal with it. Where is your cheerful smile?"
He moved, to sit between Artemis and Hestia, removing Calypso from the position. His strong arms wrapped around their shoulders, and he tightened his grip on both his angry goddesses. And despite their anger, the two immortals could not but enjoy his warmth, the musky smell of his sweat making his tanned golden skin slick, as they pressed their cheeks to his bare chest, still refusing to acknowledge the other's presence.
"You are too damn selfless for your own good, Percy." Hestia muttered into his skin, making the god retort, "You are, too, but thanks, anyway."
She ignored his interruption, "You are the one always hurt because of our quarrels and arguments. If only to help you, to save you from getting hurt any more, I'll apologize. I'm sorry, everyone."
She presented a crooked smile to the other girls, all teary-eyed.
The truth in her words was not lost to anybody. It was Percy who suffered most, slaving away under the hot, tropical sun beating down on him, for hours, his powers temporarily suppressed by a godly bracelet that left him as weak as a mortal. Under these horrendous conditions, he cleaned the pool and the surrounding lawn, no longer helped by his Poseidon powers, with only a meagre breakfast to sustain him. Any normal mortal would have died of heatstroke and starvation.
It had not been their idea in the first place, to leave him in the outside heat for so long. They had thought that he would use his powers to just clean it up like that. Everyone had forgotten the Celestial Bronze bracelet, which had been slapped onto the god in anger. Nobody had been thinking straight, and he, too, had refused help out of stubbornness.
And now, he was angry because they, and Hestia, had had a small falling out over him. Nobody could decide whether he was selfless, or self-deprecating.
Percy noticed Artemis' lips trembling as her swirling silver eyes shone with tears. He nudged her shoulders.
Tentatively, the moon goddess hugged the hearth goddess, right in his lap.
"I'm sorry." She tried to keep the emotion out of her voice, but failed miserably, as her proud, cold exterior finally broke. Her body wracked with sobs, she hugged Hestia tightly, crying her heart out. Percy's Adam's apple bobbed as he swallowed the lump in his throat, his dark, sea-green eyes shining as he held the two goddesses close.
"Never treat me like that, Hestia!" Artemis cried, making her choke back a sob and nod shakily, as tears streamed down her golden cheeks.
"We are sorry, Hestia!" Everyone else shouted enthusiastically, jumping up for another group hug.
Percy grunted as he was tackled to the floor, again, under the weight of twenty-four girls. "...Can't... breathe... help!"
Hestia chuckled, kissing his cheek. "Stop being so dramatic, Percy."
Artemis, not to be outdone, kissed his other cheek softly, her soft pink lips brushing his cheek lovingly. "Yeah, what she said, Aqua Boy."
Percy smiled at everyone, despite the fact that his burnt skin was killing him. He expertly hid his unbelievable discomfort, which would have made any lesser person cry out, his lips curling into a smile, reflecting the girls' unbelievable joy at being reunited, again, by him.
Sometimes, he himself wondered- was he selfless so self depreciative? In the end, he put it down to his unshakeable constitution.
It was metaphoric, he believed.
After some time, when they had returned to their positions, the previous question was brought up again. "What now?"
Aphrodite was first to speak, surprising some on the fact that she would speak first on such... 'dire matters'. Percy waved off their disbelieving looks. Sure... Aphrodite had her moments of being a mindless bimbo. But now, she was his, and only his, mindless blonde bimbo. As such, she was smarter than the average god, solely by the privileged title of 'being his'.
Yeah, he too, had his moments of arrogance. So... he might not be self depreciative, after all.
Aphrodite's clear azure eyes met his, shining with emotion as she spoke. Percy felt his lips curl up in a smile. Aphrodite's presence had the same, calming effect Hestia had on him.
"Well, let me make something clear. I have no problem with Hestia sleeping with you." The Dark goddesses and the Little Big Three, along with Drew, nodded their assent.
"But it's the others that have a problem, so I'll explain." She spoke, as if she had a doctorate in complicated love matters... which, to be fair, she kinda did.
"Have you ever heard of a polyamorous relationship?"
Athena obviously raised her hand, along with the daughters of love.
Percy deadpanned. "It was a rhetorical question."
"Well, yeah, it was," Aphrodite gestured towards him, before she continued, "A polyamorous relationship is what Percy is proposing for our harem. Instead of several girls loving Percy, we all love each other."
The clueless girls blushed at the notion, shyly looking at each other, blushing.
"Wo-won't it be technically cheating on Percy if... if we... you know..." Artemis stammered.
"Oh no, it won't be." Aphrodite waved her off, "If Percy can cheat on you, then you can cheat on him, obviously, technically."
"I would never cheat on him." Almost all of the clueless girls said together, making the others facepalm.
Percy groaned. "This is going to take a long while. Well, imagine a threesome situation, where you are eating out the other girl while I take you from behind."
Blood erupted from noses, faces drowned in gold or red, (silver for Nyx), as they imagined it, but Percy was lost in his explanation. "In that case, it is an example of a sexual polyamorous relationship, where each of us pleases the other, be it you pleasing me, or each other."
"They can't understand, Percy." Aphrodite chided. "Athena, would you be so kind as to define it in your bookish terms for those unfortunate enough not to be able to understand his practical example, which, unfortunately, has caused a few to already pass out?"
"Of co-course." The blonde wisdom goddess nodded meekly, wiping away the gold ichor from her nose with a tissue. "Polyamory is the practice of, or desire for, intimate relationships with more than one partner, be it male or female, with the informed consent of all partners involved."
"Oh." Artemis squeaked, finally getting it. "It means tha-that I-I can ha-have relationships with th-the others?"
Percy smirked at the flustered goddess, nodding.
"I don't think they are prepared to do that, yet, Percy." Aphrodite looked at the moon goddess, who was on the verge of passing out. "I think it will help if they are... introduced to it, first. Maybe you'll volunteer?" She asked innocently, looking at him with shining azure eyes.
"How?"
"Well, let them recover first, then Athena can think of something," Eris interjected.
"Maybe not today. Wait till tomorr- And there she goes!" Styx commented coolly, watching Athena faint with a silly grin on her face, her nose still leaking ichor. She dropped right into Percy's lap, with her face close to his clothed crotch.
Percy smiled at the goddess, stroking her blonde hair gently with his fingers. His dick stirred at the close proximity of the wisdom goddess' face, feeling her warm breath on the insides of his thighs, her soft, pink lips barely inches from his shorts.
"Damn. Even passed out, she is the smartest of the bunch." Aphrodite sulked, eyeing her position on Percy's lap with jealousy.
AN: The ending tho, lmao! Enjoy! Tell me how this chapter was. This is not... violent or anything, just angsty... and you got it, dramatic. The next sex scene is coming out in chapter 35... who is getting fucked next? I just changed my mind on who is next.
Keep calm and CR7!! Keep calm and LM10!! (Messi)