A/N: Thank you guys for being so awesome! I've been focusing on NSFW art (some inspired by the fic) and got a little carried away.
I'm hoping to jump on the Nanowrimo train for this fic and post daily, if not every other day chapters! Hold me accountable! ?
I'm sorry I made you wait so long for a plotty plot chapter! Crazy things to come~
Persephone stumbled out of her slumber, summoned by broad and barely there strokes up the backs of her bare magenta thighs.
Even without her fertility power she could feel the arousal and adoration coursing through the veins of her soon to be husband.
The Goddess coo'd and buried her face into the pillow. Pomelia, affronted, gave a huff and pranced to the other side of the bed before jumping down.
She curled her toes as his fingers began to knead small circles up her calves. A sweeping crisscross tickled the length of her legs before his strong hands palmed the swell of her backside.
She heard him suck in a harsh breath through clenched teeth.
"Why do you have to leave?" He whispered, lips mouthing the question against the back of her knee.
"Hera said I have to stay away for three days before the ceremony." She called over her shoulder, wiggling playfully.
"And… momma insisted…" Her voice dropped to a whisper at the end.
"What shall we do with the limited time we have?" He chuckled, lips traveling up her already quivering thighs.
"ποια είναι η επιθυμία σου?" (What is your desire?) He heard the curl of confidence in her question and knew the queen was close to the surface.
"Well… My Queen…" He gave her ass a firm slap before straddling her thighs. She felt the hardness of his clothed length pressing against her rear, urging her legs to widen.
She obliged only as far as his legs would allow. "I think there is more work to be done at the Oasis before the ceremony."
The thought of the rough stone of the mountain cold on her back while her body bathed in the heat of her lover's power awoke the Queen.
Cherise flashed ruby and Persephone bumped him off. Hades sat back, very aware of the sudden energetic change.
"Aidoneus." She purred as her rose tinted lips split into a seductive grin.
"Kore…" He whispered, almost in question.
"No, no…" She crawled across the bed towards the broad, and now very vulnerable man.
"P-Persephone." Her name felt different on his tongue. Like he was addressing an entirely different person.
"Before we do that… I think my boss's office needs some redecorating."
"My office?" He smirked, feeling a flush of arousal at the thrill of Hecate's fury.
"Zeus's... office." She closed the distance between them with a sharp and hard kiss.
Hades failed to hold back his moan. "Oooo...even better. Let's go." The thought of the tiny Goddess bent over the chaotic desk of the King of the Gods sparked something wicked inside him. He had taken Hera there, only once.
He scooped her naked form up effortlessly, and cradled her against his chest. She scrambled in his arms and swung her legs around his hips.
"Can we? On the way there?" She gave an attempted wiggle against his still contained erection.
"Shouldn't you put something on, Little one? We are going out in public."
Her grumble was cut off by the bedroom door slamming open violently.
"Hades! ...I need to talk… I- I did something... Bad."
"Zeus?" Hades flushed beyond his arousal and concern. He dropped the wiggling goddess who charged towards the intruder, not a thought given to her current state of undress.
"ZEUS!" The Queen roared, disappearing through the doorway. "What did I tell you about your selfish interruptions?!"
Hades bolted after her and watched as his brother timidly stepped back from the tiny woman.
"I need to talk to my brother."
"You need to quit being selfish. Nobody cares about your side of the story, Zeus."
"Persephone, it's fine." Hades called, reaching forward to catch his fiance by the shoulders.
She shrugged him off and sauntered forward. Zeus took a moment to appreciate that with each step, her curves gave a generous bounce.
"I am King. I will not take orders from a minor Goddess. I don't care that you've slept your way into the Royal family." The mauve skinned King retorted coolly.
"Hey!" Hades snapped. He took another step but hung back, waiting to see the Queens next move. If Zeus was going to play like that he wasn't going to stop her.
"Alright. It'll be your fallout with Hera. Not mine."
Zeus opened his mouth and furrowed his brow but remained silent. He locked eyes with his brother and gave a silent plea of 'help me.'
Hades shook his head, lips a thin, stern line.
"Brother, if you don't get this -child- away from me…" He made a motion with his wrist and a spark of lightning danced between his finger tips.
"CHILD?!" Ivy shot up from the floor and weaved ferociously around the violet King, rooting him to the spot.
"Persephone!" Hades called, his voice brisk. "I need you to stop."
"He can't always get what he wants."
"And neither can you. We will talk about this later." As he took a step forward he was nearly knocked back by the sheer force behind her power.
"No!" She turned back to Zeus, the ivy tightening across his chest. Persephone felt a shock of static shoot through her as the King became increasingly agitated.
"ZEUS!" Hades snapped, but his brother was too far gone for reason. He knew the mauve God wouldn't intentionally hurt the Goddess out of respect for Hades but with each twist of the ivy, the current pouring off the King charged menacingly.
"PERSEPHONE! You will stop this. Now." Hades gave a single snap of his fingers and the goddess dropped to her knees in a low bow. Hades felt as if his entire body was doused in cold water as the guilt of his snap set in. He willed her to know and understand that he only did this for her safety.
His vision phased out and he felt that familiar and unrelenting pressure behind his eyes.
Zeus spit out the ivy that had pulled tight over his mouth, and shrugged out of the curling vines.
Just before they thudded to the ground the botanic rope dissipated into a cool mist.
"What..?" The God of thunder stepped around Persephone, studying her subservient pose.
"I've been meaning to talk to you about this." He snapped his fingers again and the Goddess sat up. Her back was straight and she appeared calm but her chest was rising and falling with each ragged breath.
"Can we?" Zeus gestured down the hallway to the stairs, looking anxious.
"Yes, just let me talk t-AAAGH." The azure skinned King collapsed. A searing pain tore through his skull, momentarily blinding him.
As soon as Apollo's feet left the chariot car and touched the driveway, he was released from the golden shackles binding him to Helios.
He touched his wrists and neck absently where the cool metal had just been.
After he had been dropped off to the Queen of the Gods, Hera bestowed on him another punishment. For the hours assigned for his Olympian duties he was to be chained to the sun. Paying his debt alongside the treacherous titan. He was free for the few hours between his duties and nightfall. Once the sun fell, the God was then chained to Nyx and imprisoned inside.
The mauve God stepped through the threshold of the front door and pulled his phone out of his pocket.
-No messages-
Just as he stepped further into the living room the same door burst open, revealing a disturbed looking Hermes.
"Hey Hermes. A-are you okay..?" Apollo set down his phone and keys, giving the absent roommate his full attention.
"I saw something... I wasn't supposed to see."
"Oh? What's that?"
"It's… just…nothing." He shook his head and pushed past the broad Olympian's shoulder. Apollo grabbed him by the arm and spun the crimson God on his heel, so they faced each other.
"Where were you last night?"
"Bachelor party."
"And after?"
"What… did you wait up for me?"
"No… I just noticed." Hermes had been scarce since his trial, and he was now painfully aware of how empty and lonely the house had become.
"Meg's. Though I don't see how that's your business." Hermes offered up reluctantly.
"Meg? With the snakes?" He wiggled his fingers around his head and made a mock hissing noise.
"Just say what you need to say so you can go back to fucking off Apollo." Hermes' voice dropped in tone, dangerously.
"Have you really gotten that desperate? A fury..?"
"Aren't you dating a nymph? I don't see the problem?"
Apollo's skin glinted gold for a moment as his lips split into a manic grin. Yes, Daphne was his. She must have forgotten...
"You're settling… There are plenty of Goddesses available. In fact, my sister-"
"Is off limits." Hermes pinched the bridge of his nose and gave an exasperated sigh. Was this all Apollo had to say to him?
"She's a goddess of eternal maidenhood! Or did you rape her too?" Hermes spat, feeling his ichor boil at the thought of what he had done to Persephone under all of their noses. Were there others?
"Watch it." Apollo growled. His fingers sunk into the defined muscle of Hermes arm.
"Or what? Everyone already fucking knows. The only one who doesn't think you're a monster is you."
"You need to leave." Hermes flinched at the tightening grip. "Gladly." The crimson God ripped his arm away and
stomped up the stairs to gather his belongings.
Daphne felt a wave of nausea as she flipped over her phone and saw
-1 missed call: Apollo-
-1 new Voicemail-
Logically she knew she should just block his number, but her gut told her he was too dangerous to ignore completely.
"You think he'd get the hint by now." Erytheia rolled her eyes after Daphne flashed her the screen.
"Hey Babe… it looks like you're not getting my calls-" Daphne smashed the end call button, silencing the voicemail and tossed her phone on the couch.
Subconsciously she touched her face. Fingers traced the lines where she had been swollen and bruised from his outburst.
She was healed but not without a price.
Her father had prepared for her transformation. She would lose her career as a model but her safety from the Sun God was worth it.
She gave the Hesperide seated across from her a content smile.
"After tonight Ery, I'm going to be someone new."
-KNOCK KNOCK-
The father and daughter heard a sharp knock at the door and Peneus climbed to his feet.
He had asked for the assistance of Aphrodite. He didn't want his daughter to lose her beauty in lieu of her safety.
The Goddess of beauty has been moved by the other Gods plea and had offered her help with the understanding that when she needed, the Thessalian river god would come at her beck and call, no questions asked.
Daphne watched anxiously while the gorgeous violet skinned Goddess prepared the ritual.
She dipped a single bay leaf into a golden bowl filled with rose oil that she had blessed that morning.
"Daphne, it's time." As the nymph rose to her feet she recoiled the second Aphrodite lit the oil soaked leaf aflame.
"You're safe. I promise." She gave a reassuring smile and pulled the young woman in with a sweep of her arm.
She motioned for Daphne to hold out her hand, palm up. The nymph obliged and jumped back on impulse as the goddess dropped the burning leaf into her open hand.
Before she could get too far the Goddess caught her hand with both of hers, and held their palms together, concealing the fire.
Daphne relaxed once she realized the pain she expected was instead nothing more than a mild tingle. The sensation caused her skin to erupt in goosebumps. As they spread, the hue of her body began to change.
Her pink and violet skin phased dark before shifting to a lightened, pearly river grey.
She watched her fingers lengthen and felt the same warmth in her limbs as they extended. Her father and the Goddess watched with intrigue as Daphne felt her hair lose it's magenta tint and deepen to a laurel green. The strands then spring back into tight, though lengthy spirals atop her scalp.
She rushed over to the mirror and stared into the glittering, and wide emerald eyes of a stranger.
"We have to take him to the hospital." Zeus proclaimed, panic rising in his chest. He hadn't seen his brother like this since before the war, when he was the one to release them from the gut of their father.
Yes, he was King of the Gods but he couldn't… not without Hades.
"No, no… call Hecate." Persephone dropped to her knees at his side, pushing back the tears welling in her now cerise eyes with the back of her hand.
'You pushed him too hard…' A snake like voice hissed just inside her ear. She ignored the bubbling pressure in her throat.
They were able to get him on his back. His body cold and pale. His skin slick with a sheen of fever sweat.
The Goddess watched his chest rise and fall with each shallow breath.
Zeus whipped out his phone and dialed the Goddess of the Crossroads.
-RING RING-
-Ring Ring-
"Your call has been forwarded to voicemail-"
"Oh Hecate don't choose now to be a bitch and NOT ANSWER!" He yelled just after hearing the beep.
"Shit." He tossed the phone onto the floor in frustration and searched around. He peaked back into the bedroom and saw a glittering pink phone on the dresser that he assumed belonged to the Goddess.
"Can I?" He motioned, glancing back at the kneeling Goddess.
Persephone hummed in response but didn't look up. She pressed her quaking palms against his chest, a faint glow emitting beneath them.