AN: Are you ready for NNN?
I have two to three lemons planned for November, and I hope you will go through the torture I am going through while writing them. One must resist the urge to orgasm, be it by oneself or by a woman or a man.
May you stay strong, and stay true to the way. Satan be with you, comrade.
Happy reading!
Time: A Few Days Later
"Alright then, where are we going?" Percy asked, slightly excited as he was dragged along by Artemis and Asteria to a mystery location.
Artemis turned around to wink at him teasingly, her bright, slightly teasing smile drawing his attention until he was almost unconscious of the world around them, till she was the only person in the world. His body moved on autopilot as he picked up the pace to keep up with the twin goddesses, feeling Asteria's warm, soft hand holding his larger paw as they almost sprinted down the footpath in excitement.
Their enthusiasm was infectious, making Percy's heart beat faster till he was anticipating the thing as well, despite having no prior knowledge about what the thing actually was.
"Well, you know, Jackson," Artemis started, slowing till she was walking along at a regular pace, barely breathing heavily at the long run they had undertaken, the only signs of exertion being the slight sweat that made her pale, creamy skin glisten under the summer sun, making her look even more delicious and inviting than she normally did.
Percy was not far behind the Huntress' however, though his lungs were beginning to burn slightly, he had enough stamina to run a few more miles, nothing like she could, of course. He was more of a berserker, or assault, preferring to stand still and take down enemies or leading the lines to battle against hordes of monsters. In neither, he needed speed nor stamina, unlike the Hunters.
And then, there was Asteria, who would have been positively wheezing had she not used her own domain of healing to ensure that she did not fall behind the two battle-hardened warriors because her body was not as fit as theirs. She wasn't as big on fighting and constant training and sparring as the other two, preferring to stand back as she sniped off enemies, though she much preferred peace over fighting any time of the year.
Luckily, their destination today meant that she would not be so awfully out of her depth.
"Yeah, what do I know?" Percy prompted, making Artemis hesitate a bit, shooting a look at her sister, a silent question in her gleaming silver eyes.
Should she spoil the surprise?
Being met with a smile and a nod, since they were near their destination anyway, Artemis continued, "You remember I took your shotgun a few weeks back, right? When the Hunters and I went to clear the monster nest in Oregon?"
His sea-green eyes swam with confusion, not knowing where this was headed. "Yeah, and you borrowed it again last week, and I have yet to get it back."
He frowned a little, making Artemis smile sheepishly at him as she attached herself to his side, mirroring Asteria on his other side. Trying to take his mind off the fact that she had not returned it yet, she batted her eyelashes up at him, giving him wide doe eyes, her silver eyes swimming with an innocence that made Percy stifle a growl in his throat.
"Well, I really liked using it, so... we might have done something."
"I know you two are up to something, and it's not that. At least, not the entire thing." He growled, his deep, husky voice that sent little shivers of arousal down their spines, promising pleasurable punishment.
His hands trailed down their sides, enjoying Asteria's curvy body as much as he enjoyed Artemis' lithe, toned body, his large hands alone almost seeming to wrap around their waists, making them shiver as they were reminded of the sheer size difference between themselves and the son of Poseidon, who towered over them, his body broad and strong and dominant in every imaginable way. The shadow he cast over them as he looked down at them, his dark sea green eyes gleaming as his long raven hair fell messily across his sharp features...
Artemis resisted the urge to whimper as she pressed further into him, trying to hide the furious blush creeping up her neck as she buried her golden face in his chest, feeling his comfortable warmth against her skin and taking in his addictive scent with every breath.
She rubbed her juicy thighs together to stave off the arousal she was feeling, trying to keep her liquid arousal from soaking and utterly ruining her panties before she had an opportunity to get through the day.
Her knees went weak, her thighs quivering in need as she felt his hand trail down even further till he grabbed her ass possessively through her tight skinny jeans that felt like they provided little protection against his touch, his gaze, hugging her body like second skin and accentuating her curves, her long legs and firm, drool-worthy ass.
She had received more than her fair share of lustful and jealous stares on the way there, but it only added to her lust, knowing that so many people wanted her, but only Percy would ever be allowed to gaze at her openly. She would expose herself only to him, submit to him and give her body, mind and soul over to his desires.
He was her Master, her very heart beat only for him.
The thought, no, the knowledge that he was probably doing the same to her curvy, sexy twin sister on the other side only served to arouse her further, the action that would have normally turned off other girls impossibly arousing for her, or for anybody for that matter, when it was Percy doing it.
He had a way of making one love every single thing he did, be it good or bad.
Artemis couldn't help the slight gasp that escaped her full, pink lips, hating herself for seeming so weak and feminine in front of her lover, who had fallen in love with the strong Huntress.
Her body betrayed her at every turn, making her feel things that she craved, his touch leaving little trails of burning lust in his wake.
She felt him slip his hand inside her pants, making her gasp quietly as she clutched him even tighter, pressing her body as tightly as she could to his, until her soft curves moulded to his diamond-hard muscle, his arm trapped between her firm tits as she pressed herself to his side in need.
"Percy, we're in public..." She hissed out, the golden blush on her cheeks escalating as she heard the soft moan that escaped her twin sister's lips on his other side.
"So?" He asked, looking away from her hazy silver eyes for a moment as he leaned down to kiss Asteria passionately, hungrily devouring her full, luscious lips in a heated reminder of his ownership over her body. The sun goddess couldn't help the lustful sounds that escaped her as she continued to passionately kiss Percy, trying her best to reciprocate his actions while trying to ignore what his hands were doing to her body, to her...
Artemis pouted cutely at the fact that her sister was getting more attention than her, at least for the moment, her complaint forgotten.
In an effort to draw Percy's attention to her, she tried to replicate her slutty sister's actions, grinding her lithe, toned body against his in an effort to draw his attention. She rubbed her clothed tits against his chest and arms, pushing her ass even further against his exploring hands, frowning slightly as she caught sight of Asteria's massive melons, which she might or might not have been familiar with.
Growling softly as he heard her silent whines and attempts at getting his attention, Percy detached himself, however reluctantly, from Asteria's lips, a smirk tugging at the corner of his lips at the thought of the needy moon goddess.
"Someone's impatient." His voice was deep and husky, dangerous and dark and all the things Artemis loved in him. "I thought you didn't want to do this in public."
Artemis fell silent, blushing slightly as she was caught red-handed, her only response being to hide her face in his white shirt, as he continued to explore her ass with his fingers, loving the feeling of her soft panties and enjoying the wetness of her arousal.
"People might look at us..." The thought only served to make her gush even harder at the thought of being caught publicly being groped by her lover. In her embarrassment, the normally perceptive Huntress didn't notice that nobody shot them any looks, rather it was almost as if they were hidden away from the outside world by the Mist...
"Oh, someone doesn't want to be slutty in public. Cute." Percy smiled down at the humiliated goddess, her silver eyes shining at him with a silent plea, though her body's reactions told him otherwise, her true desires leaking through her expressions with every little tremor of her body.
He continued to grope her delicious ass, enjoying the way his fingers sank into her firm flesh, her perfect ass toned through years of hunting, probably the best rear in the entire world.
As he felt her near the point of no return, simply from having her ass groped by his rough hand in public, Percy withdrew, leaving her panting heavily in crippling arousal, glaring at him through half-lidded silver eyes hazy with lust.
For a moment, he was unsure if the horny goddess would start fingering herself to the orgasm he had denied her, brazenly in the middle of the busy street, before he relaxed.
"Now, that is for keeping me in the dark." He smiled down at the twin goddesses, his innocent smile completely contradicting the dark gleam in his eyes that told them he was completely conscious of what he was doing to the two. "Come on, let's go. We're almost there."
The way he spoke about their destination as if he had been the one to plan everything and was not completely blind about where he was going, made Artemis grit her teeth at the annoying Dark god, shooting him a glare that could have made any male piss their pants. As it was, Percy only considered it cute, the thought accentuated by her chewing on her lower lip in a sexy manner, her luscious thighs rubbing together to fight off the crippling fires of arousal pooling around in her crotch.
"It's the other way."
At least she could take the small pleasure in feeling his awkwardness that he tried to hide behind the carefree smile as he made a one-eighty-degree turn to walk the correct way, completely unfazed as if nothing was wrong, despite the sudden embarrassed stiffness in his movements.
It was a few minutes later, that Percy was standing before what was probably one of the most iconic stores in all of history, having trouble picking his jaw up from the floor as he looked upwards, staring at the store sign in awe, as if trying to confirm he wasn't dreaming.
"Protecting your rights." He whispered, almost reverently, as the twin goddesses pushed before him, entering the store with him in tow, with little idea about what awaited him inside the store of many of his violent and glorious fantasies.
At this point, every single person worth listening to should know what I'm talking about.
Ammunation.
Percy heard the bell chime as he entered, pushing the glass door to enter the store of his dreams, feeling as if he had died and gone to magical heaven, his touch on the iconic red door soft and almost reverent.
Flanking the two sides of the moderately large room, there were army surplus medkits and first aid kits, along with bulletproof vests and camouflage suits belonging to all-terrain, lining the pale yellow walls in an impressive display that would have made any enthusiast's mouth water by itself.
But what would draw anyone's attention was the somewhat sterile-looking, completely clean white counter at the far end of the store, with the walls behind it lined with all sorts of guns, from rifles to shotguns and automatic rifles, from pistols and handguns to even a minigun.
And if his memory, which had not failed him so far, was anything to go by, there would be explosives and a few melee items on display at the counter up front.
He watched absent-mindedly as Asteria and Artemis chatted about something, too distracted with everything to even care, looking like a kid with unlimited money in a candy shop, his eyes gleaming with barely restrained excitement.
Eventually, he had to stop gawking, his attention drawn by the young adult who emerged from the door in the side, wiping his hands on the clean white apron he was wearing, and smearing it with weapon grease, completely ignoring the shouting coming from inside the shop. His somewhat ragged brown beard was still smouldering from whatever he had been doing, his hair cropped short and his face covered with soot that made him look like another mad genius that Percy knew.
"Yes, may I help you with someth..." His voice trailed off as his eyes wandered from the two unfamiliar women standing in front of the counter to Percy, who was still standing a little ways away between the aisles, but still, mostly visible thanks to his height and prominent features that drew attention of all kinds, wanted and unwanted.
"Lord Perseus!" Any thought that the man might have been a mortal dissipated into thin air as he bowed down deeply till his nose was about to touch the counter, his spectacles slipping off his nose and falling to the table with a clatter, but he couldn't be bothered less.
The sin of Poseidon looked slightly annoyed at that, but couldn't be bothered to correct him. There were more important things than useless honorifics.
"Nice to meet you, too..." He trailed off, slightly put out by the fact that he did not remember this demigod.
"Jake, sir! Son of Vulcan, I came to Camp Jupiter the year after you were made Praetor!" So, seven years ago, then.
Damn, had it really been so long ago that he had been raised on shields and proclaimed Praetor to Camp Jupiter, for defeating Polybotes and retrieving the Standard? Time sure does fly.
For what seemed like the millionth time, Percy felt the curse of immortality weigh heavily on his shoulders. He was almost twenty-eight now, almost thirty.
Damn, he was getting old, despite not looking a day over twenty-three.
"Nice to meet you, Jake." Percy tried to offer him his best smile, though his impatience may have leaked through his features, making the Roman demigod jump into action.
"I'm sorry for the delay, sir!" He practically shouted, the years of military lifestyle at Camp Jupiter showing proudly at the loud response to authority. "Leo said that you would be coming, and he left me your shotgun. There have been a few new modifications added to your weapon to make it on par with your other godly weapons. He said that Lady Artemis and Lady Asteria would be coming as well, and to have some custom-made rifles prepared for them, as well..."
His voice trailed off as recognition dawned on his features, making him slowly turn to the two goddesses waiting in front of him at the counter, Asteria with a soft smile while Artemis looked irritated at the male. Like duh.
Percy winced at the loud slam that echoed through the empty store as the son of Vulcan slammed his head on the counter in a deep bow, trying to keep his legs from trembling too badly as he realised he had unwittingly insulted two all-powerful Olympians with his ignorance, all in front of their lover, the Bane of Monsters. "My apologies, Lady Artemis, Lady Asteria! I did not realise I was in the presence of your divine highness-"
"What's going on out there, Jake?" The female voice from earlier called out, as a familiar face walked through the back door, wiping her hands on a leather apron, typical of all the children of Hephaestus that Percy had seen at Camp.
"Hey, Nyssa." Percy gave an unenthusiastic wave, his hands behind his back as he shuffled awkwardly before the older girl, still a bit awkward when it came to dealing with Campers he knew as a demigod.
"Hey, Percy." She gave him a bright, reassuring smile to ease his worries, his slight introversion and awkwardness clearly visible to everyone in the room, before she turned to the two goddesses, "And I assume you're Ladies Artemis and Asteria? It's an honour to meet you, your highness."
Percy fidgeted with his fingers even more at that, realising that in a few hundred years from then, demigods were gonna refer to him like that.
The daughter of Hephaestus quickly guided her half-brother away, ignoring his blabbering as he bled from the forehead, crimson staining his cracked glasses and flowing from a crooked nose.
The store was filled with an unbearable silence for a moment.
Percy took the initiative to break it, softly padding over to where the two goddesses stood, before he pulled them into a tight hug, pressing his lips softly to Artemis' forehead.
"Thanks, Artemis, Asteria. Not only for getting me new upgrades, but also for opening my eyes. I now see that demigods are not as dependent as they were, they are spreading into the mortal world, and setting up a good network system for supporting each other. I guess times are changing, it's no longer a single demigod against the world."
The twin archers shared confused glances at his sudden words, not getting where it was coming from all of a sudden, a complete contrast with his earlier actions.
Asteria's azure eyes shined with hilarity. "Did you forget to take your meds, Percy?"
That elicited laughs from the other two, as she joined them with a giggle.
Percy kissed her forehead as well, the gentle gesture of affection drawing a blush to her cheeks. "I have all that I need right here." He paused for a moment, pondering in his next words. "I was just thinking about the future. I don't want to become like the typical god, my father, Ares... Zeus. I want to remember what it felt like to be a demigod, to fear death, to be always on the run for your life. I want to remember their suffering, my suffering, because..."
He choked, his voice thick with emotion.
"Just the fact that you fear forgetting the plight of the demigods tells me more than you know," Artemis replied, smiling sweetly, a bright smile that brought ichor rushing to his cheeks, reminding him of happy nights spent with the Hunters and Annabeth around a campfire, under the open night sky. "I love you, Percy."
Maybe a part of his heart was nostalgic for how things were, maybe a part of him
"I love you too, Artemis. My moon. Asteria, my sun."
They had yet to break the intimate hug when Nyssa entered the room a few moments later. It was her turn to stand awkwardly, not knowing if breaking the moment was going to get her vaporized instantly or not.
After a few moments more of unbearable awkwardness, the trip broke apart, Percy's slightly reddish eyes telling her that she had missed something emotional.
Maybe just as well. She knew better than to comment on it.
"Well, if you follow me, I'll take you to the gun range. You can have it for as long as you want, I'll just be a minute to get your new weapons. Father also contributed to your new firearms, but I would practise discretion whenever trying out one of Lord Hephaestus' new inventions. He has a tendency to get carried away, but I guess..." She bit her lip, looking at the formidable trio of warriors, two of Olympus' best archers and the most fearsome warrior anyone in history had ever seen.
The warrior who was infinitely more dangerous with a ranged weapon in his hands, through the sheer fact that nobody, neither his allies nor his enemies knew who would end up as his unwitting target thanks to his legendarily terrible aim.
Nyssa made haste to escape from the gun range even before Percy had reached the three Celestial Bronze boxes.
Percy could only pout childishly at that, he was not that bad. He had improved, at least with a gun. He had not tried bow and arrow for at least three years, and he wasn't eager at all to try that ever again.
Well, he wasn't complaining about the fact that now the three of them had their privacy, all alone in the shooting range, but still... that was insulting.
Artemis wolf whistled appreciatively as she opened her own case, the one with the very distinctive moon on it, making Percy crane his neck to look over her shoulder at the beauty of a simple but elegant hunting rifle sitting on the scarlet velvet. The body was made from a sort of black metal, probably Stygian iron, with a slight greenish tinge to it, to the point it looked like dark foliage, perfect for camouflaging in the forest.
Artemis pulled the bolt back, revealing the chamber waiting for a bullet.
"It's single bolt action." She spoke happily, her voice revealing her appreciation for her new weapon. Being used to shooting a bow for so long, she felt weird if she didn't reload after every shot, a problem she faced while using Percy's shotgun, besides its powerful recoil. Despite being a goddess, she felt the recoil from each shot, which only spoke volumes about the power of his shotgun and the skill of Leo Valdez, the son of Hephaestus, who was Percy's brother in all but blood.
"Sniper rifle. Nice bullet, I think I can turn the Minotaur's brains to pudding all the way from Mt. Olympus with this." Asteria commented, picking up her own rifle. This one was bright gold, probably made out of Imperial Gold to handle the power of the weapon.
"Wait, why do you get a sniper rifle while I get a hunting one?" Artemis whined for a moment, turning to Percy for a solution. "Do something, Percy. Figure this problem out."
"I'm not Athena." He muttered softly, lost in his own world as he looked over his familiar super shotgun, wondering what new changes it had. His fingers ran over the length of his weapon, cold against the metal, trying to memorize itself with the new contours and take a stock of what had changed. "Try to think about what you want. That seems to work ninety percent of the time in the divine world."
"The scope is better than anything I have ever seen," Asteria added unhelpfully to the conversation, staring down the scope at the distant targets in the range, a smile tugging at her pink lips at the cute silver-eyed glare Artemis shot her, a childish pout on her lips.
"Hmm... what does this button do?" Percy wondered out loud, sliding the simple, unassuming switch that he wouldn't have even noticed had he not memorized every single inch of his shotgun.
The two goddesses watched as the double-barreled shotgun visibly changed in his hands, metal parts shifting and gears whirring, until he was holding an automatic rifle.
His smile threatened to split his face in half.
"Damn, man!" Excited like a little kid on Christmas morning, Percy switched between forms, going from automatic rifle to dual Berettas, submachine gun, minigun, everything he wanted and more.
He looked up towards Artemis, an excited gleam in his eyes, his voice excited. "I love you, Artemis. You're the best."
He had a lot to test out.
Fortunately, they had a lot of time, and the entire place to themselves.
AN: Eeeh, I'm not happy with this chapter. This feels below average, but whatever, I had to get this out. This work is secondary right now, A Darker Shade of Magic is more important to me.
If you haven't read it yet, please go check it out.
Next chapter, you know what's coming.
Keep calm and headbang!