Note(s): It is going to become a bit archaic between Eros Starfox and Mercury/Hermes when it comes to Margo. And she will be painted in a light, that really doesn't reflect her. However, it will show despite being a deity of sorts, she is quite human. And another god will return in the midst of this "competition." (air quotes). And will become steamier in the process as well.


He picks her up as the door closes behind them. Laying her gently on the bed, he looks upon her; quickly losing his composure, being sucked in by her. Though, he does manage to do his best to take his time undressing her. However, once he is consumed by her, his control is lost. As begins using as his years of expertise and experience at his disposal.

Thrusting into her repeatedly as she is almost immediately lost in the bliss, he has ensnared her in. She keeps crying out. As his thrusts keep the sensations overloading her. Her reaction digging deeper into him. 'I have never had this happen in all my years. This clearly isn't going to be a fling. It has never been this good. I…"

The dance that he has become an expert at, finally turns the table on him. Remaining to keep the pressure off her, his hands on either side of her on the bed. Her flushed face becomes an aphrodisiac; as he starts picking the speed to something that has her struggle. Never completely letting her reach the end, stopping short of that specific crest; before continuing this over and over and over to when he is finally spent. Holding her close as the exhaustion from the bliss leading to her passing out.


She moves over in the middle of the night; to see him looking at her. Closing the gap, she lays her head against his chest. Loosely placing his arm around her, he brings her closer. The silence is very brief before he turns her back to him. Pulling her closer as he whispers in her ear, rolling them over; so that she is underneath him again. Becoming lost in her again, as the rest of the night passes.

Slowly moving to the edge of the bed, he is able to reach for his clothes and begins dressing. He is standing with his pants on as he begins to put his shirt on. "What are you doing?" Turning to face her, "this was a mistake. I shouldn't have done this." At her crestfallen expression, "sure you aren't a child anymore. But your parents won't be happy about this, regardless of our history.

Barely hanging onto the sheet, she slips from the bed as well. Her head hanging. "I see. I am just a pretty bauble that no one wants. And simply exist for amusement." Crossing around, to be by her side. "That's not it; that's not it at all. If anything, I am completely and totally unworthy. I" The knock on the door interrupts them. He finishes dressing just as the door opens.

The two brothers walk in. The younger one remaining silent, watching. As the elder, "I'm sorry. I was able to entertain him yesterday. But this morning, I couldn't get him to stop asking for you." The child in the man's arms. "It is fine. Thank you, Helios, Mercury. Just let me get dressed." She picks her clothes, moving toward the bathroom.


Standing in front of the Greek deities, Onieros reaches out for her. Taking him in her arms, "yes. Mommy is sorry. She let herself become distracted. It won't happen again, I promise. And I am surprised you are still here, you acted like you couldn't wait to run out the door, dear cousin." Mercury stares him down. "You have a child?!" Eros Starfox manages to get out. "Helios, Hermes, if you would please." Not finishing with her message being clearly conveyed; her maternal instincts that she momentarily ignored take hold once more, staring at the child in her arms, rocking him as his head lays against her chest. As their cousin is lead away by the two siblings.


The place next to him is quickly taken. "Are you okay? You have been morose for almost since you got here." "You are Zuras (Pryce)?!" "I am." "You and Jaycen look almost identical. Even down to your hair." Grabbing a strand, "yeah, for some reason, the two colors didn't become prominent until Margo and I got older. And you say almost, how can you tell?! I haven't seen you since I wasn't even ten." "There are slight and few variations; I was around Jaycen enough before I left." "Nice deflection. Now maybe you can tell me what is bothering you, cousin Starfox?"


Rising from the bow, he takes a hold of her hand. She looks surprised. 'What do I do? What do I say? I have never really thought of him that way.' He steps closer, looking at her. Placing his hand against the wall next to her, "Margo, surely, you must know by now?!" Closing her mouth, "Mercury, I." 'Apollo, did say to be myself and not follow his lead. But if I don't take the chance, I will never know. Nor will I probably get another opportunity.'

He wraps his arms around her back, before kissing her with everything he has. Getting lost in this development, she returns the gesture. Before regaining her senses, she lightly recoils. As he lays his forehead against hers. "Mercury, I…I made the same mistake with Onieros father and now apparently my cousin, I." "You know I would never hurt you, Margo?!" Cupping his cheek, which he places his hand over hers; "give me time, I." "I will wait. And there are people that do more than put you on a pedestal. You aren't just a pretty face, at least not to me."


"Come back here!" Onieros continues to run ahead of her. Stopping just in time as he rounds the corner, mere inches separating them. "Eros Starfox." "Lady Margo, I." His lips are on hers the next moment. Onieros looking confused at and between them. As he deepens the kiss, she reaches up, lacing her hands behind the back of his head. His arms envelop her as he supports her; her feet not touching the ground.