Oh no, oh no, oh no
Just the too familiar smell of him was enough to send goosebumps all over my skin. I could feel my body heat up and react to his quite apparent presence, but I refused to turn around to look at him.
As if I would turn my back to Triton after our scene.
"Cousin, I wonder what made you come here today." Somehow, I didn't notice him coming closer, but now I could feel his breath against the nape of my neck. I clenched my jaw as I fought my body's urge to shiver. Triton leered looking into my eyes. "After all, I thought you despised us, Olympians."
My stepbrother didn't answer, but Dionysus wasn't even waiting for a reply. He wrapped one arm around my frozen body, and I blushed deeply as I saw Triton's smug grin widen. "Or are you just secretly obsessed with us?"
"Hah, you wish!" His face contorted into a scowl, but he quickly rearranged his features into a condescending sneer.
"I see you brought your friends too!" Dionysus turned away from him, moving me along, as if I was part of his body. I had to strain my neck to look back at my stepbrother, while Dionysus threw his last words to him without any care of his reaction. "Or were you just scared to come here alone?"
Triton snorted grimacing before turning on his heels to leave, his guards following his steps closely.
I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding, and I mentally tried to brace myself for turning my head back, facing him. But before I could move, his hand fell from my torso and wrapped tightly around my wrist, like a possessive vine of his. He pulled me after him and the thousand questions returned to me with fury.
I opened my mouth, but all he had to do was glance darkly back at me over his shoulder, while he continued to pull me after him into a lush garden, and the words stayed put in my throat.
This angered me furthermore and I even tried scowling at him when we finally came to a stop.
"Have I not told you to behave today?!" He spat at me, and I almost lost my cool at his charged inquiry. The nerve he had…
"Well, and I think I've told you that I'm not a dog!" I snapped back, annoyed by his whole existence once again.
"You look amazing!" suddenly he looked me up and down, totally changing the topic. It surprised me so much – after all it was a compliment coming from him – that all arguments and words left me, and I could only stare at him in disbelief. Much to my embarrassment, I did so with my mouth hanging open, so he gently ran his fingers over my jawline, closing it a moment later.
We held eye contact for what seemed like eternity, and I almost couldn't bear his intense gaze.
"That's not an answer to anything!" I started over, as I finally broke the staring game, a weird sense of shame fuelling my previous anger.
"My lord!" A young nymph bowed in front of him, but she totally ignored my existence whatsoever. I would have been offended if I wasn't still fuming over Dionysus' little stunt. "Let me guide you to your reserved area."
She signalled with her hand and a few more nymphs, giggling and blushing, emerged from the bushes. Dionysus looked just as confused as I felt at the mention of some private place, but we were soon being herded deeper into the gardens.
"I didn't make any reservations" he finally managed some words out of his stupid mouth, and I even snorted while rolling my eyes. "Especially not here."
He said that last part looking back at me with a worried expression and now my curiosity started to get the best of me. What was this place, that got even him concerned?
"The reservation is for you and your servant; don't worry my lord, we'll make sure all your needs are met." The other nymphs giggled at their leader's reassuring, and just by seeing Dionysus's reaction, I decided I wanted to see that area. So naturally, I followed them, inevitably dragging Dionysus with me.
"But we don't have time for this-"
"Sweet, is this really for us?" I questioned looking around in awe, cutting Dionysus' blabbering.
In front of us was a big canopy bed in the middle of the garden, surrounded - and thus partly hidden - by huge blooming bushes and other flowers. The white curtain-like clothes hanging and flowing gently around it, offered even more privacy. I tried not to think of anything dirty at the scene and climbed onto the soft mattress.
Next to it stood a small table with a shiny chocolate fountain and many kinds of fruits, as well as some delicious looking pastries. The scents surrounding me were driving me crazy and I was too stunned to decide whether I was hungry or, erm, well, horny, due to the situation and my crazy new-found hormones.
I could stay here forever, I grinned to myself. I threw my arms out, to reach for a snack but Dionysus swatted my hand away as he dropped down next to me sighing as if this was some sort of punishment. But the dude saw camp like that too, so I just ignored his disinterest.
"Don't eat anything!" He warned me, and turned back to the nymphs to discuss something, but I wasn't paying him any more of my precious attention. I reached behind him to get an otherworldly looking strawberry from the silver tray. I debated dipping it into the chocolate fountain, although I couldn't exactly reach it in my current position, but it just looked too tempting, and its sweet scent filled my nose, clouding my brain.
I strained myself to be able to get closer to it with my pink berry and moaned loudly as I watched it disappear in the brown mass. Hypnotized, I stared at it with my lids closing over my eyes as I leaned forward with my mouth open. Then I stuck my tongue out for a long-needed taste and…
"I said don't eat anything!" Dionysus' stern tone snapped me back from whatever trance I was in, when he grabbed the fruit from my grip and threw it far away into the bushes. We stared each other down angrily – he was furious for my obvious disregard of any of his commands, while I was mad that he wasted such treasure like that. His voice softened along with his features as he cupped my face sighing. "Unless you wanna get back to that frenzy state you were in a couple days ago…"
This seemed to do the trick for me as my slightly blurry vision sharpened at the mention of that night.
Still, I pouted and started complaining about how he was ruining everything, while he kept saying I was deviant and unreliable, and I love getting into bad situations. Harsh exchanges flew between us, like:
"Everything is your fault!"
"I wish I never saved you!"
"You don't even let me live my life however I want to!"
"Why can't you just shut up for a day once?"
"And you think you're the great hero, doing me a favour?!"
"As if you were one… Only thing you ever do is get in trouble."
"Oh, I'm sorry, do you think I've asked for any of this?" I counterattacked, unimpressed that we had to go over this again. Seriously?
"You look very handsome tonight!"
"And you're-" I froze at his second casual compliment he dared to throw me in the middle of an argument today.
"Handsome as well?" he raised an eyebrow smirking. His hand caressed my chin, like I was some child, then he examined my deep purple tuxedo, grabbing it to see its texture, stroking it gently. Then he just pushed it off me. I was still at a loss of words. His hands found the highest button done on my shirt, and that was around the middle of my abdomen. "Or even pretty?"
I looked over his body, pressing my lips together. He was sooo not getting a compliment out of me. I appreciated that at least he didn't call me pretty.
"It's okay to call me pretty or beautiful." he boomed in my ear, as if reading my thoughts, which he probably did, and I still didn't push his hands away. "Men can be those as well."
I turned my head away, suddenly too aware of my pants getting tighter by the moment.
"You are pretty too!" I groaned at his words and squinted at him suspiciously. He just confirmed that he was reading my mind, and announced that just to annoy me. First, he called me handsome to stop the argument, now he called me pretty to make me explode from blushing so hard.
His eyes wandered over to my half-revealed chest and flashed with hunger. I didn't have time to cover myself before his fingers rushed to the highest button done.
"Dionysus, you can't undress me here!" I hissed, while trying to push him away, but my strength failed me, and he could easily nudge my hands from his.
"And stop pretending you weren't the one ordering for this bed and all this… this… stuff. You just wanted to lure me here and then-" I felt the words build up with my temper only to get caught in my throat, and my face heated up.
"And then?" He batted his eyelashes at me while staring up into my eyes for a second, then his focus darted back to my chest that got more and more revealed by his actions. He waved his hands impatiently. "Go on, darling!"
"You wanted to fuck me!" I had no idea how this sudden courage found me to say such thing so loudly. My cheeks burned hotter, but I continued to challenge him with my stare, that I only hoped was as fierce as I intended. I tried hard not to think too much about him calling me darling.
"It's cute you assume all I ever think about is your tight ass, but no I did not arrange this. Although now I kind of don't even care who did." At this point he finished undoing all my buttons and he leaned back to stare at his work. My heart was beating so wildly, I feared it would jump out of my body, and I was so frozen as I watched him lick his pink lips, I almost forgot to breathe again.
"Do you want a couple's massage?" A young nymph interrupted our convo, irritating now the both of us.
"NO!" We snapped at her simultaneously and I blushed when I realized it.
"We can manage that ourselves" Dionysus added, and I stared at him in disbelief. I thought our intentions were in synch too, but apparently not.
He pushed me back and I fell onto the soft mattress again. His eyes darted to the chocolate fountain, and I grew worried at his wide grin.
"I'm hungry" He announced, looking like a starving man. No actually, he looked worse, like someone, who is utterly insatiable.
My throat went dry, and I gulped. By this time, I was probably a brighter shade of red than a ripe tomato.
Believe me, when I say I was under myself from the catastrophic turn of events. I didn't even want to be here on Olympus in the first place. And even instead of spending my time with friends – Annabeth or Thalia or Grover – or finally being able to see my dad again, I was here, once again underneath the bane of my existence. As if this wouldn't be enough, I had met Ares too, when I hoped to never see him in a hundred years again, and let's not forget Triton, who has spoken to me about some pretty questionable stuff, that made me unsure of everything, oh and Aphrodite, who very generously – according to herself, and her whole family - gave me a make-over, specifically catered to Dionysus's taste. I decided it was too much for me.
Now Dionysus was teasing me, or arguing with me, or whatever, I couldn't even tell.
His face was inches away when I stared into his eyes, seeing the deep purple flames flicker wildly. I nervously gulped while he agonizingly slowly moved closer and closer, and then I made the mistake to look down, at his lips. Why did they look so soft, so-. His tongue darted out to lick them and I knew what was about to happen. I closed my eyes in anticipation, and I sighed resigned.
Even though I was still very pissed at him, kissing him now didn't seem like such a bad idea. I was waiting for him to finally capture my mouth with his, when he placed a gentle kiss on my forehead instead. He pressed his body tight against mine, and I almost whimpered loudly; but thankfully, I managed to stop myself from further embarrassing myself. I thought he was about to kiss me again, as I felt his nose brush along my jawline, his breathing was hard against my skin, making me clench my fists. Instead, I felt him pull away at the last minute, when I even parted my lips for him.
I couldn't believe how he was playing with me, and I snapped my eyes open. A dark shadow loomed over us and I almost groaned as I saw who it belonged to. Zeus dearest, of course.
Before I could voice my annoyance, Dionysus' hand found its way to my half-erect cock and squeezed it through my pants. The groan turned into a moan, and I was too lost in the sensation to voice my newest complaint.
However, as I was lost in pleasure, my anger only resurfaced with an awful amount of shame grabbing me in a chokehold. I couldn't believe he just did that to me in front of Zeus. The humiliation burned my tongue and eyes and I wanted to kick him from my side. His vines kept me in place, pinned to the bed, but thankfully he sat up straight, bowing in front of the king as a greeting. I was lost in fighting against his crazy plants, when suddenly their pressure on me lessened, then pulled me the other way. I fell forward, and the vines solidified around me in this pose, bent in half before Zeus. Against all my struggles, Dionysus reached over and slipped his hand over to my thigh.
I'm not exactly proud of what happened after, but it was 100% his magic working on me, that influenced my behaviour.
The world blurred out as I slipped into a mellowed-out state. I no longer felt the anger and exasperation. I was happy and all my problems melted away. I knew I've been filled with them moments ago; I knew I've had a thousand questions, but I failed to grasp at them. Instead, I sat up with a stupid smile on my face, while Zeus took seat next to us with Dionysus in the middle. I gawked at him and felt so proud to be his servant. He stared back at me with a weird expression, that seemed to be concern to me. He laid a light blanket over my exposed upper body, and carefully hid me from his father's eyes. I didn't like how he looked that troubled, so I climbed behind him to massage his back in order to lift his mood.
"I've been told you let him off without a leash, but I can see now that he's actually behaving." Zeus stated, but I paid him no attention, I was focused on working my beloved master's muscles. I heard a faint voice scream at me, from somewhere deep within, but I brushed it off. "Even though, I've also heard that he's caused quite the scenes today. And it's fucking early, still."
"I took care of that. It was exaggerated." I just loved listening to his voice, I sighed.
"Various witnesses claimed he had a quarrel with not only Ares but Triton too." The king's mood was visibly getting worse and worse from his initial amusement. "I was hoping you'd understand we can't be provoking this war further."
"I know, and we weren't-"
"Anyways, who's side are you on, now? My brother's or mine?" I was furious when he cut off my lord, but the contentment still ruled over my body, and so I stayed silent.
Even in my influenced, repressed state I was aware that their words held too much importance, and I desperately wanted to say something, but Dionysus controlled me completely. I felt gratification rule over me, however hard I tried to fight against it deep within.
Dionysus hesitated for a moment, glancing at me with the same worry in his eyes, so I smiled at him reassuringly, squeezing his shoulders from behind.
"Yours, of course."
"No more disrespecting gods, do you understand?"
"Yes" my lord replied obediently and guided me over to sit by his side. I beamed up at him, wanting nothing more than to rest my head in his lap.
"Good" Zeus trailed off, and I took advantage of the small break in their conversation. I offered a delicious looking fig to my master, which he reluctantly took from my hands.
"I also heard that you've been slacking off. Does he know about his duties?" As I mentioned I was still mellowed out, otherwise I would've snapped at him and how he regarded me with a condescending wave of his hand.
"Yes" Dionysus gritted the lie through his teeth and I'm not sure the king believed him.
"Then I expect him to behave like the servant he is."
"Of course." My heart ached as I watched him squeeze the fruit in his hand.
"So, what will I see from him tonight?"
"He'll be by my side, not saying a word."
"Only that?" He inquired, but this time Dionysus didn't have an answer.
"Tell me, what do you know of your new status now?" The king of gods turned to me, at least now looking at me as he spoke.
"I don't have to feed him grapes." I muttered honestly, and the magic must have been wearing off, since Dionysus put his hand back on my thigh. Another rush of dullness took over my senses, and my thoughts filled with adoration for him.
Zeus looked incredulous.
"You said he was aware." he turned back to my master with a scowl. I didn't like how he was speaking to him.
"I have my satyrs to feed me." he shrugged, but Zeus wasn't sharing his half-hearted approach.
"Do I really have to be the one who educates him on this?" his anger rose substantially, and I saw the nymphs exchange worried glances, as they rushed over to serve the king with wine and fruits.
"When were you planning on telling him everything?" He began his long monologue, without waiting for a reply, and I could barely focus on his words, I felt drunk on happiness, drunk form the close presence of Dionysus. "He's your servant now, just because I allowed him some time to get accustomed to his new life, letting him stay with his family and go to school, doesn't mean he'll continue to live that life."
"I don't require him to do those insignificant-"
"But I do." his voice became thunder-like and when I looked up with a groggy expression, I saw clouds gather right above us. I wanted to laugh in my joy, hoping for a rain.
"Zeus-"
"Silence, and get him out of this trance, I want him to pay attention now."
When Dionysus reached over to me and lifted the mind-fogging magic that made me feel so stupid, I was in the middle of giggling with my head thrown back. My mood instantly crash-landed as I looked at him, and his sorrowful, guilty pout didn't help me, when I felt so furious. I was truly miserable.
"You're to serve him in many ways, not just sexually. You can never have any relationship but with him…"
"I know about that." I chimed in, and they both flashed their eyes at me.
"Among other things, your chores include taking care of any of his children and worshippers, like nymphs, satyrs, maenads or others in his cult." Zeus continued, deciding not to comment on me interrupting.
"Speaking of maenads… I've also heard there was some huge atrocity…"
I was puzzled.
"Zeus, please, he wasn't aware and-" I almost couldn't believe my ears when he started pleading, especially considering it was in my favour… What even was going on here? The seriousness of the situation started to sink in.
"See? That's why he needs to be told. You should have enlightened him long ago."
"He'll have his punishment for it." Dionysus promised, and that finally seemed to calm the king a bit. I just sat there when I wanted to voice my complaint and explain my side. None of that was my intention, I just had no idea. Which apparently seemed to be Zeus' concern now.
"Apart from watching over his followers, you'll organize parties in favour of him. These include both sexual and traditional offerings, like slaughtering. Although we did agree to lessen the circumstances of those…"
"I'm not a murderer, I'm not slaughtering anyone for him!" I didn't hold back my tongue this time. They were mad for thinking I would.
"It's gonna be just animals." As if that made anything less awful.
"I can't do that either" I never liked cruelty, and I won't go down their road of immorality.
"You have no other choice." I wanted to scream or cry or both.
"You'll basically act as a priest. You are expected to hold and lead other ceremonies, theatrical plays and contests of all kinds as well, in your master's honour. You'll help with his festivals and accept and welcome new acolytes into his cult." Zeus continued to list my chores nonchalantly and I stared at him with my mouth hanging open, my protests frozen in my throat. "Oh, and you'll also help his wife lead his household essentially, and you're expected to live with him at all times. Even if for now, until your 18th birthday, you are allowed stay with your family.
My head was spinning, it couldn't be true. I looked over to Dionysus, but his eyes didn't meet mine, he just sternly stared forward, pressing his lips into a thin line.
