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Title: Naughty Kitty Gets the Cage – Octavian's Favorite Spoiled Kitten

Fandom: Percy Jackson and the Olympians / Heroes of Olympus

Disclaimer: All rights reserved to Rick Riordan. 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.

Tags: polyamory (m/m/m), BDSM, orgasm denial, cock cage, collars, pet play, explicit sexual content, anal, degradation, rimming, established relationship

Main Pairing: Octavian/Luke/Percy

Percy Jackson Characters: Perseus Jackson, Octavian Simmons, Luke Castellan

Summary: Prompts: begging + cock cage + collars + degradation. Percy had been a naughty kitten so he was getting punished. Octavian is having a bit too much fun with it, but Luke didn't mind the show.

Naughty Kitty Gets the Cage

Octavian's Favorite Spoiled Kitten

Luke was comfortable in his position on Octavian's lap, facing his boyfriend while riding him. He enjoyed the way Octavian's dick slipped in and out of him, how he set the pace. Very rarely did Octavian give any control up in the bedroom, but Luke supposed that right now, the control he had over Percy was well making up for that and with Luke doing all the work, Octavian didn't have to fully focus on them and could instead also enjoy the sight of Percy.

Which, Luke had to admit, was quite the pretty sight. Percy was sitting next to the bed, staring up at them with desperate eyes. The silver bell on Percy's blue leather collar jingled every time Percy moved his head. His hands were on the bed and so was his chin, the picture of a begging kitten.

"Stop looking at us like that, pet," Octavian raised one unimpressed eyebrow. "You're so desperate to trade places with Luke, aren't you? So needy."

Luke leaned down to kiss Octavian, temporarily silencing him from mocking Percy. Giving Percy the chance to give his most pathetic little meowing noises. The kitten knew he wasn't allowed to talk while he was being punished, unless it was to safeword out of the scene.

"Mh, you're so good for me babe," Octavian offered a rare smile, with an edge of mean to it as he traced down Luke's spine. "So good. Different from that slutty, needy kitten over there."

A small noise of protest that escaped before Percy could swallow it. When Octavian turned toward him with a raised eyebrow, challenging Percy to dare and voice a protest, Percy lowered his head. His lower lip pushed forward in that very tempting pout. Octavian smirked pleased.

"Didn't think so," Octavian chuckled. "Naughty minxes like you shouldn't argue with their master."

Luke came down hard on Octavian, making the other groan. Octavian grasped Luke's thighs in a bruising manner, showing off that he was close. That motivated Luke to go even harder, wrapping one hand around his own dick and jerking himself off so the two of them could come at nearly the same time. Luke sprayed his cum all over Octavian's chest, while the older man came deep inside Luke. Bending down, Luke stole a passionate kiss from Octavian.

"Have some mercy," whispered Luke into his lover's ear. "You know I'm weak for the kitten eyes."

"You're weak for anything the kitten does," Octavian huffed and turned to look at Percy. "What do you think, pet? Do you deserve my mercy?"

Percy nodded his head so fast, Luke nearly feared it'd fall off. The smirk on Octavian's lips was mean and Luke just knew he was up to something. Octavian patted Luke's ass.

"Well then, kitten. Come up onto the bed and show me if you can be good," Octavian motioned toward Luke. "Clean him up. And when you cleaned him up, you'll clean up the mess he left behind on me. Like the good kitten you are."

The way Percy flushed at that. Well, Luke wasn't going to decline a rim-job. Smirking to himself, Luke got off Octavian and laid down on the bed comfortable. Tentative moments later, Percy pushed Luke's cheeks apart and a curious tongue prodded Luke's loose hole.

"Look at that starving kitten," Octavian snickered. "He's so desperate for cum, he'll even eat it out of your ass, mh. Truly, we got such a needy little pet there, Lucas."

"We di—id," Luke moaned, sounding much more pleased with how needy Percy was.

A small noise came from Percy. One of embarrassment. Because yes, Percy really was needy and loved their attention. And Percy was also intensely embarrassed about it. Not embarrassed enough to have it as a hard or soft limit though, so Octavian loved pointing it out and teasing Percy about it. Mocking how much Percy craved them whenever he got the opportunity during a punishment.

"Filthy little kitten," Octavian crossed his arms behind his head, relaxing. "Drink up."

Luke rolled his eyes amused. He did love seeing Percy squirm in embarrassment though, because it was damn cute. With a slight slurping noise did Percy pull off Luke's ass and licked his lips.

"Good kitten," Luke smiled and patted Percy's head, ruffling his hair. "Go on."

Percy perked up at the praise. And then Octavian cleared his throat and Percy remembered he wasn't done with his assigned task yet. Before he could lean over Octavian did Luke catch sight of the reason why Percy was so particularly whiny and begging so desperately; his cock sitting snugly in the golden cock cage that prevented him from getting hard. The main part of his punishment; Percy wasn't going to get to come and he was forced to watch his lovers have sex without him, which only got him more desperate and horny. Luke collapsed sideways so he could watch Percy crawl up on Octavian and place cute little kitten-licks on Octavian's dick and then up his abdomen and chest.

"Look at the kitten, he's doing really well," pointed Luke out.

Octavian grunted and waved at him. "If he does good, I might allow him to come... tomorrow."

For a second, Percy had perked up and then he immediately deflated, melting into an absolutely miserable little kitten. Oh-so adorable. Luke kind of understood why Octavian enjoyed being mean to their sub, because Percy was just so precious when he was being tortured.

"C'mere, pet," Octavian heaved a sigh. "You did do good. You didn't break any rules and were very obedient. I'm going to take the cage off, if you promise not to touch yourself. Say it, right."

"I... I promise not to be a needy, slutty kitten who masturbates without his masters," Percy flushed, glaring at a point on the sheets. "Thank you, master."

Octavian looked pleased by that, grasping Percy's chin and tilting it up. "Good boy. Scene."

He kissed Percy, very gently. Luke removed the cock-cage from Percy, causing their sub to sigh in relief. Masturbating was what had gotten him into trouble in the first place. They had rules; if one of them had to go away, neither of them would have sex, including masturbation. Octavian had been on a business trip and he'd come home early to find Percy masturbating in their bed. A well-deserved punishment for well-known rules being broken.

"You did wonderful," whispered Octavian, pressing a kiss against Percy's temple. "If you behave yourself tomorrow, you'll get a big reward in the evening, okay?"

Percy pouted, very openly so, but he also curled together between them. "It's so mean though. Luke was working out! You know how he does that, all shirtless and sweating and looking hot. How was I supposed not to get horny when I had to watch that, mh?"

Luke cackled at that. So maybe he had been tempting Percy just a little bit. Just perhaps had he been baiting Percy into earning a punishment. As a welcome home present for Octavian. He wasn't known as a trickster for nothing, he had to earn that too, right. Octavian leaned over to kiss Luke, slow and deep and clearly grateful because he had seen through it too.

~*~ The End ~*~

Author's note: Oh my gosh I love this OT3 so much. Glad I got the prompt