Author's Note: Yo everyone! Slightly late update, I am SORRY! I was working late and passed out within minutes of getting home. Hopefully this chapter will appease you all.

Disclaimer: I own the plot

Warning: I have the scenes labeled, so no complaints on what might be found such as in lemons.


"… House of Primordials?" Percy asked after several minutes of silence much to Cronus' amusement.

"Yep," he replied with a smirk. "Think of it as a 'Welcome to the Club' gift from dear old mom." The room suddenly darkened as everyone felt a shiver run down their spines while Cronus got panicky as he looked up. "I mean, dear, beautiful and not-at-all-old mom!" he corrected and then the oppressive atmosphere disappeared much to the council's relief.

Cronus still looked a little skittish but relaxed after a bit as he checked his watch before returning his attention to them. "So, are we going up or what?"

Percy glanced around to the others, getting mostly curious faces and excited nods so he added his own.

"Excellent! Then everyone come up and put a hand on me. Once I've flashed you there, you'll be able to travel freely to and from," Cronus instructed to which they followed.

Once everyone had some form of contact with Cronus and Percy gave a quick glance to the silent Lupa, Cronus flashed away with them. It took a few seconds before Percy felt sudden ground beneath his feet before he started to look around and gasped along with everyone else.

To put it in short, the House of Primordials was on a small island however … the crucial part was that it was a floating island in space! Percy marveled as he looked over the edge of a platform they'd landed on to see the entire western hemisphere below them. Tearing his gaze from the sight of the planet, Percy looked across the horizon, spotting the actual moon itself and the sun across from it. He squinted slightly at the direct line of sight, feeling only mild discomfort but otherwise fine with the exposure. He then turned around to marvel at their island and their home on it.

Rather than some palace or temple, their home looked far more like a massive villa formed to the natural terrain of the island, at most being two floors. It was made of marble, with a large set of stairs leading up from the platform they'd arrived on to the villa entrance. Surrounding the villa and covering the island was a literally silvery foliage, much like the garden he'd formed with Nyx for the House of Night. The grass and small bushes seemed to be made of solid silver and white light, fluttering in a non-existent wind and giving off a gentle glow. The entire island seemed to glow in fact and unless looking at the sun directly, it almost felt like the island was in a perpetual twilight.

"Well," Cronus started with far too much amusement in his voice, "Unless you all plan to gawk away for the rest of the evening, let's head inside."

No one said anything as they followed almost numbly, Percy just barely registering that they were mortal size again considering that Nico wasn't on Jason's shoulder anymore.

"Mind you, only a primordial can teleport here. Regular gods can't even if they've been brought here before. Think of it as a privacy and security feature," Cronus added offhandedly as they walked.

After the small flight of stairs they entered a large foyer though a grand archway and he could see the living room beyond. Taking a few minutes before everyone got an eyeful, Cronus walked on, talking all the while.

"So this will be your official home and don't worry, similar spirits to the ones in the Palace of the Sky will tend to it. That way is a large dining room and kitchen separated by a half wall," he said while pointing to said room with a high ceiling and sun roof allowing for them to see the unending expanse of space. "White Oak and Redwood for most of the furniture, solid moonlight silverware and pottery with a fully stocked kitchen for those of you who cook," he continued on with a wink directed to Rhea and Hestia.

They arrived to the living room and took it in, noting for the first time an entire wall was glass with a patio and pool of all things, an artificial waterfall creating a gentle sound of running water. It took all of three seconds for Thalia to take to one of the rather nice couches and look around as the others spread out. Cronus kept droning on about their villa and some of the facilities, like a personal gym (sparring ring included), garage for little projects that possibly weren't safe for Earth until finished, and so forth.

Percy just took it all in as he walked out to the patio and looked out at the world. 'It looks so … small now. Is this really all there is to us, with one little world, or is there more out there?' he wondered as his eyes shifted to the stars beyond. Sometimes when he looked up at the night skies he felt like there truly was. His domains of Darkness, Shadows, and Cold were distinct to Night, a domain dependent in a way to the motion of celestial bodies. But his other domains had no such restriction and at times he felt like he had far more input than he should. Even now he could spot the moon far off to the horizon and without being able to see beyond it, he knew what the dark part looked like. 'I wonder … could I?' His thought about possibly asking Cronus if he knew but his ideas were derailed when a pair of slender arms wrapped around his arms from behind.

"Hey handsome," came a sultry whisper right next to his ear making him shudder as he glanced to see the beautiful face of Rhea. The look in her eyes was one that he recognized well and a part of him was tempted to act on it right there, not caring about the audience.

Her knowing grin was all he needed to know she was purposely riling him up before she continued to whisper. "Tonight, I'll be waiting in our new room … after all, that new bed needs to be broken in." She then gave his ear a nibble and ran off like the little minx she was before he could do anything about it.

He couldn't get stop grinning in anticipation though.


Percy was resting against the headboard of his new bed, still taking in the sight. His, Rhea, and Hestia's room was on the second floor and across from Jason's, with Thalia and Andromeda to the sides. Much like in the House of Night the walls were rare black marble, smoothed and polished till they sparkled, with equally dark tiles. However the walls also had carvings marked with ruby and emerald, depicting forests and small fires with tiny bulbs of solid light mirroring his favored constellations. In all it felt as if he was actually out at night, a warm fire near and the beauty of a clear night. How he relished in it and knew Rhea and Hestia had loved it just as much. He was dressed in little more than boxers while resting on the satin sheets, his gaze locked on the closed bathroom door.

Once he'd arrived Rhea had called to him from the other side, telling him to relax on the bed and leaving him to his thoughts. He frowned slightly when he thought of Hestia though while also wondering where she was. To not make her uncomfortable Rhea and Percy had held themselves back from going further than making out and heavy petting while in her presence since that was all Hestia had shown to be comfortable with in participating herself. At times he and Rhea would have some oral whenever there was free time and Hestia's wasn't around as to not make her uncomfortable. Now though he didn't think she had anything pressing to do but she wasn't here. His thoughts on her location though were thrown out the moment the bathroom door opened and his higher brain functions stopped.

There, leaning against the doorway, was Rhea dressing a black and red, lacy corset that pushed her breasts together to the point Percy wondered if they would pop out. Accompanying the corset was a bright red thong that tied at the sides and garter belt attached to dark stocking reaching mid-thigh. Lastly were the little red pair of devil horns she'd probably used her power to form peeking out from her rich brown hair freely spilling over her shoulders, her hazel-gold eyes looking at him like a fine cut of meat. He took in her every supple curve and inch of exquisitely exposed skin, relishing in the slightly silvery blush adorning her cheeks as he eyed her.

"Oh dear," Rhea said in a throaty voice making him growl much to her enjoyment, "It seems the beast is barely holding back … and to think this isn't all …"

Percy didn't catch her meaning initially, his mind more focused on getting her to the bed. However nearly all mental facilities left him when Rhea was joined in the doorway, his eyes widening and jaw dropping at the sight of Hestia.

Unlike Rhea, Hestia had a shy smile and large blush as she tapped her fingers together adorably. She was dressed in a white, lacy and all but transparent nightgown that didn't pass her belly button, white booty shorts with the same type of garter belt as Rhea and white stockings. However, unlike Rhea, Hestia had a little golden halo hovering above her head. Next to Rhea, the pair pulled the perfect angel/devil pair.

Hestia hesitantly locked eyes with him, silently asking his thoughts on her appearance with Rhea smirking beside her. Then, ever so gently but with an oh-so delectable sway to her hips, Rhea led Hestia to the edge of the bed until both had a knee on the bed. Only then did Hestia speak softly, "W-what … do you think?"

Percy didn't say anything, instead slowly crawling towards the edge like a wolf, a part of him taking delight in the slight squirming both goddess did under his intense gaze. Once he was in front of both he took one of their hands kissed the back of their knuckles without looking away from their faces before speaking.

"You both look absolutely stunning," he said in a warm tone with an underlying growl, his self-control waning by the minute.

"Really?" both asked in soft voices, their blushes increasing with their big eyes drawing him into them.

He gently cupped their cheeks as he leaned and said, "Really. My loves, me perfect queens …" He then leaned closer until his head was between theirs and huskily whispered in their ears, "… And I'm going to show you both how much my queens mean to me."

He relished in how both shivered in anticipation, their scents of arousal starting to permeate the air as he wrapped an arm around each …


LEMON


He claimed Rhea's lips quickly, her lips parting as her tongue darted out to meet his in their passionate embrace. She fought back long and hard, at times dominating the exchange as he pulled her body flushed against his, her arms securing his neck. All the while he could feel feather light kisses on his own neck and collarbone coming from Hestia. His hand around her lowered until it reached her plump rear, giving the tender flesh a squeeze of appreciation and was rewarded with the smallest moan to escape the lady of dragons.

After several minutes Percy ended his kiss with Rhea, leaving the goddess with a flushed face and slightly swollen lips, before he turned to Hestia and did the same. As always she began far gentler, being one to enjoy the slower moments and light touch as opposed to Rhea's more hungry contact. Soon he started to get a little more aggressive as he took charge of the kiss, adding soft nibbles to Hestia's lips and receiving sweet whimpers in reply. All the while he felt Rhea escape his arm only for her to shift to his back, teasingly kissing along his shoulder and neck while her arms went under his to caress his chest.

After he felt he'd effectively left Hestia without breathe, he backed up to look at her face. The slightly dazed expression, the silvery blush, the harder breathing; it all made her that much more beautiful in his eyes. He would have just stayed there to admire her but Rhea broke him out of that reverie, her honeyed voice whispering in his ear, "My-my, are you just going to look? Or are you going to give her girls some attention?"

Let it be known that while proper and responsible, within her own room Rhea quickly became the embodiment of a naughty kitty. Playful, teasing, challenging, and just about shameless; not that he was any better.

"I really should, shouldn't I?" he replied while looking straight into Hestia's eyes, easily seeing her personality in regards to intimacy. Shier, submissive, at times hesitant with initiation, but also curious and willing.

What a coincidence that he was dominant but also tender and playful?

Raising his free hand he gently moved one of the straps to her gown as she watched it all, still giving him her shy smile. Percy also noted that Rhea reached across his shoulder to move the other strap with him. In all of three seconds both straps fell and with them, the gown itself to reveal suppled and full breasts. Again Percy paused to admire his wife, the thought of which brought immense joy to him. His wives, after having taken their vows before Styx. His to love, to cherish, to support, to form a future with.

He noted that Hestia was trying to cover herself in embarrassment as he admired her but he quickly stopped that as he held her arms while looking into her eyes, his gaze firm and encouraging.

"Hestia," he said as he used one arm to pull her closer, her naked chest pressed against his. "You are beautiful, never forget that. You never need to feel embarrassed or hide from us, okay?"

All he got was a teary smile and nod but from her eyes he could tell his words had far more weight and helped calm any doubts in her mind. Without further ado he kissed her again, this time rougher and deeper as he sat back on his knees and bringing Hestia onto his lap. Soon though he left her lips and started to trail down her neck as she softly mewled under his attention, her hands around his neck. Then he leaned her back just enough for his head to comfortably dip and kiss her breasts. She gasped as her grip on him tightened. He smirked at her reaction and continued on with kisses and licks until he captured one nipple and sucked on it gleefully.

"P-Percy …" was Hestia's soft moan, her back arching as she slowly started to ground her hips on his boner, eliciting a groan from him.

He flicked and nibbled on her nipple, loving every little twitch she made but was surprised when she gave a harder gasp. He glanced to his side to see that Rhea had reached around him to fondle Hestia's left breast, squeezing and tweaking.

Naughty kitty indeed.

He could practically feel Rhea's smirk and could guess she was having a field day … he would get to her soon enough though. Still, he refocused on Hestia as he felt Rhea shift from behind him, leaving him to switch targets and suck on her left breast, all to the music of her moans. He let go of his prisoners after bit to see that Rhea was behind Hestia now, an absolutely devious glint in her eyes as she looked at him. Then, much to Hestia's shock and his guilty excitement, Rhea turned Hestia's head and kissed her, getting a surprised squeak from the younger goddess. More of Percy's blood rushed south as he watched as if in a trance as Hestia slowly melted into it and kissed back, even going as far as moaning softly while Rhea's hands returned to their fondling.

After a few minutes of the show they broke apart with a strand of saliva between them, before both looked at him. If he hadn't been hard before he was ready to punch through steel now, and judging by how both glanced down, they knew it.

"Hestia," Rhea whispered, her eyes suddenly very serious shocking Percy out of his slight daze. "… You can go first."

Hestia's mouth dropped open in shock as Rhea said that, the implications not being lost on them. It was their new home and the first full sex since becoming protogenoi, their first since their unorthodox marriage. Rhea had already given him her reformed virginity and took his but now she willingly let Hestia consummate their union and proved to Hestia that she was equal. That got happy tears out of Hestia, to the point the goddess pulled Rhea in and gave her a thank you kiss much to Rhea's surprise.

"Thank you," Hestia said happily once she broke the lip-lock, getting a smile back from Rhea.

"You're welcome and now …" she started as she returned her gaze to Percy. "I'll get Percy ready for you."

Percy got her meaning quick enough and smirked while wrapping his arms around Hestia before pulling her closer.

"Then I'll get Hestia ready," he said as he snapped his fingers making her booty shorts disappear while getting a squeak from her.

"Percy…?" Hestia asked hesitantly as Percy laid down while pulling Hestia up. "Wait, are you going to-awn!"

She cut of the moment he had her thighs around his head and he gave her quivering lower lips a strong kiss. Her glistening sex with a thin strip of hair above it, her scent and the taste of her honey quickly took his focus. He quickly moved past kisses and started to lick her, drawing out long moans as her hands found his head, dragging her fingers through his hair. All the while he felt his boxers disappear and a soft hand wrapped around his length with wet warmth surrounding the head. He groaned at the feeling but that only served to excite Hestia more as her honey increased.

He quickly used his tongue, abusing the fact that his control was above most thanks to wolf traits, and exposed her little pearl, flicking it repeatedly. Her every little hitch and whimper was a melody to him, exciting him to no ends as his skilled tongue explored every inch. At times he would probe lower near her opening, just shy of actually entering her to tease her. After a few minutes he added a nibble to her clit and a strong suck, her reaction making it all the sweeter. She gasped and rocked her hips on him, her thighs starting to squeeze but he slowed down much to her disappointed whine. He also felt Rhea leaving his member, thankfully not bringing him close since he wanted to enjoy his first time with Hestia.

Moving the panting goddess down until she was hovering over his crotch, like Rhea he took one of Hestia's hands and interlaced their fingers while locking eyes with her. The love was evident as she gave him a warm smile before surprising him and letting herself drop, completely sheathing herself in one go with a cry of pain. Percy was overwhelmed from the near burning heat and tightness to react any more than groaning with his hands jumping to her hips but Rhea covered that. She gently hugged Hestia from the side while kissing away the tears. They stood still for several minutes until Hestia spoke, her voice sweet and gentle as she smiled down at him.

"Finally … I'm yours."

He gave her a smile in return and sat up, hugging her to him while whispering, "And I'm yours too."

"Don't forget about me now," Rhea playfully butted in, getting an eye roll from both even as they smiled.

Percy then returned his attention to Hestia, silently asking for permission to move. She gave him a nod and he used his arms to slowly move her up, moaning in tune with her, and then brought her down sharply. Hestia gasped but didn't protest as he repeated the action, adding hip thrusts for extra pressure as Hestia melted in his arms. Soon Hestia started to bounce of her own accord, her arms like a vice around his neck. Rhea wasn't idle either as she was behind Hestia, fondling her again and making Hestia cry out even more.

Percy for his part was focusing on not coming too soon but Hestia's heat and tightness was making it a tough task, along with the sight before him, he was sure his defeat was imminent but Hestia looked like she might be resisting for a while. Apparently Rhea thought that as well and considering that she was probably insanely horny at this point; what with her and Percy having been limited to only some play after decades of having been very active with each other, patience was not her strong suit tonight. With a Cheshire grin Rhea reached around and started to rub Hestia's pearl, eliciting a shocked gasp from the goddess of fire.

"N-no … fa-ir …" Hestia managed even as her bouncing got desperate and Percy felt her walls starting to pulse around his length.

"Tough," Rhea chirped back before nibbling and sucking Hestia's neck.

The assault on multiple fronts was quickly becoming overwhelming on the goddess and it was only now that Percy realized there was literal steam coming of anywhere he and Hestia had skin contact, especially between their joining. Percy added more strength to his thrusting, much to Hestia's delight, his own member pulsing with an approaching release but he tried to hold out for a little longer.

Deciding that fair play wasn't in the books tonight he latched his mouth around Hestia's free breast, sucking hard as he pounded into her. Hestia gave another shocked cry but she drowned that out when he felt her walls clamp down on him and she threw her head back.

"PERCY!" she screamed in orgasmic bliss as she came, her sex squeezing him into her awaiting hearth all the while Rhea was unceremoniously thrown back since Hestia's wings sprung out.

The pressure was too much and with a growl that sounded suspiciously like Hestia's name, he came within her as well, eliciting another longer and drawn out moan from her as his wings also came out. Trapped within their throws of passion, Percy's wings enveloped the smaller goddess, covering her in a feathered blanket of cool darkness. He held onto her, their foreheads joined together as they looked into each other's eyes. Once they got down from their high they gave each other goofy smiles before Percy whispered, "I love you."

"And I love you," she replied sweetly.

They panted together for a few minutes, simply relishing in the afterglow of their first time together. Percy simply loved the feeling of having her this close, in the embrace of his wings and warmth of her smile. It was after they recovered a little more that Hestia spoke.

"Umm … I think I might be too tired to go more than one round tonight," she said with obvious disappointment but Percy fixed that quickly with his own words.

"That doesn't matter," he said softly before giving her a peck on the nose. "You're new to this so give yourself some time. You were amazing regardless."

That got a brighter smile out of her before she grinned with a glint of mischief in her eyes and leaned into his ear. "… And now let's show Rhea why it isn't nice to cheat."

"It's your lead, my queen," he growled back making her shiver while still sheathed on him, her warmth not having lessened in the slightest.

He then allowed his wings to unwrap from around her but left them out as she gingerly got off his lap and letting his member spring free. Once that was done both turned to see Rhea huffing at them, not having appreciated falling off the bed thanks to their wings.

"What were you two whispering about?" she asked with narrowed eyes. Hestia and Percy shared a glance and equal grins. "What are you-Hestia!"

Hestia surprised Rhea by pouncing on the older goddess, one free hand tugging down the corset and releasing Rhea's prisoners. Rhea couldn't react in time as Hestia latched her mouth to Rhea's sensitive neck, making Rhea moan and squeak at the same time thanks to some rough fondling. Before Rhea could get to a counter-attack Percy made his move, pinning both of Rhea's hands above her head and claiming her lips. As he dominated the kiss he moved until he was between her legs and Rhea started grinding onto him, moaning all the while.

After Percy released her mouth he looked into her eyes with a smirk, loving the dazed look on her face from the surprise. He then got an idea and brought her hands together before touching them to the headboard a little ways behind her. He focused on his powers and formed Voidcrystal cuffs being connected to the headboard, leaving her trapped and at their mercy.

"Payback time," Hestia said with glee as she let go of Rhea's breast … wait, since when was her little angel halo on fire. Thoughts for another time.

Rhea could only whimper in reply even as Percy caught the scent of her arousal increasing making him smirk.

"It's wasn't nice to cut Hestia's fuse like that," he said teasingly as he pulled the ties keeping Rhea's thong on. He casually tossed them aside and aligned himself, knowing she was more than wet enough. "So no oral beforehand," he added, knowing how much she loved getting oral from him.

"But-"

Whatever protest she had was quickly cut off as Hestia initiated another kiss, this time being the aggressor as Rhea was left at her mercy. Percy mentality noted 'Hestia; submissive and shy only to him apparently' with a grin before he thrust forward, piercing her in one motion. Rhea gave a sharp gasp turned into a loud moan even while kissing Hestia, her hips bucking into Percy's for more. Percy was all too happy to oblige, starting off with a fast rhythm as he picked up Rhea's knees to get a better angle. Rhea's familiar warmth and tightness quickly brought him closer even as he thrust away with enough force to knock the breath out of her.

Hestia doubled the assault, using her hands to squeeze Rhea's breasts and tweak her nipples while continuing to control the heated lip-lock. Rhea was at their mercies, being attacked on every front and barely getting any air thanks to Hestia. Percy even went as far as to channel some of his power to his member, making it marginally colder. The reaction was instant as Rhea gasped while her walls started to pulse and constrict, the contrast between her heat and his chill stimulating her that much more. Percy grinned as he leaned forward while Hestia made room, having let go of Rhea's lips during the change.

Percy made use of the room to get to Rhea's neck, playfully nibbling along the succulent flesh as Rhea mewled and whimpered even more, her legs wrapping around his waist. He felt her tightening even further and knew it was only a matter of time before he blew so with a last effort, he moved his mouth to Rhea's ears and growled, "Come for me kitten."

That did it, the use of her pet name he only ever used when they were alone, sent her off the deep end. She screamed his name to the high heavens as she clamped down on him and milked him, making him come in response. She moaned at the feeling as she looked at him with love cutting through her orgasmic daze, a warm smile on her face which he matched. He then gave her a soft and tender kiss, relishing in her taste as her wings came out and like before, he used his to wrap her up. The lip-lock remained for a few minutes as both came down from their highs and Percy could feel Hestia adding her own to his shoulder and neck.

He grinned as he stopped the kiss with Rhea only to give Hestia another smooch while Rhea nuzzled against his neck. She purred contently as he chuckled before letting the Voidcrystal cuffs break, Rhea using the new freedom to secure her arms around him quickly. He then started to move around with Hestia looking at them happily herself. He smiled at her before snapping his fingers, all articles of clothing disappearing as well as the little halo and horns Hestia and Rhea respectively had formed for their first night here, mentally noting to make use of those little 'props' again some time.

He then laid down and moved Rhea to his left side while Hestia snuggled up to his right. He quickly brought the sheets up to cover them and willed the room to darken, both goddess sleepily mumbling 'I love you' to him. He smiled as he hugged both closer, returning the love as he let himself drift off as well, the smile never leaving his face…


Lemon Over


With Andromeda

Her new room was just to her liking and she hadn't wasted a moment to decorate to her whims. Lilac colored walls with darker tones nearing the ceiling and then the black expanse beyond her sun roof. Ironic considering their island didn't move unless willed to and probably wouldn't be tilted in a way to see that celestial body anyways. The stars visible made up for it though.

Otherwise, with her overly fluffy bed and pillows, the not-so-secret stuffed toys collected through the years (only the wolf plushy was actually on her bed), her desk, dresser, and a few trinkets, her room was a near mirror to what it had been in the House of Night. However, do to having lived there for so long and rather spoiled in regards to bedtimes and such (Night deities tended to sleep even less and on more irregular hours than regular deities), she tended to be a night owl herself. Normally that would be handed with either a light read on her desk, checking on her domain, or maybe finding someone to talk to into the late hours.

Sadly Andromeda was between a rock and a hard place … the same one that she had been for a few years now. Ever since she'd truly started to connect to her domains as an heir and now fully as a primordial, her problem had become harder and harder to deny. All gods needed contact with their domains at some point and more importantly, to experience their domains entirely at least once. Conceptual domains could be double-edged swords with these requirements, Percy being a key example.

His domain of Night and Shadows had needed him to spend several nights alone and in near absolute dark, releasing his physical form and becoming one with it, letting his consciousness spread throughout it. However, Darkness and Cold themselves had more complex natures, while both could be experienced by visiting the Antarctic or similar places, those domains had also needed a more … mental connection. Percy had already fulfilled it when he hunted Ares.

She knew, she'd felt it as she monitored him, worried for him. In that time he'd embraced the worst of both domains. Darkness; his conscious and morality had been voided for a time, his hatred rooted into his being since the three betrayals allowed an outlet at last. Cold; he'd been ruthless and unforgiving, unmoved as he'd physically broken Ares and left him to a fate worse than death if she knew Tartarus right. She still thanked Chaos that he had come back from it, knowing that the first time could be disastrous and it would have been possible for him to be lost to his own domain.

But now … she was scared, denying her own domains and it hurt. She was panting on her bed, her covers thrown aside and most of her clothes gone as she desperately tried to cool down. Sweat glistened off her creamy skin, her well-endowed chest heaving with every breath, one of her hands inching towards her panties against her wishes and small tears gathered in her eyes. She couldn't tell if she wanted to feel what she did or not, both in her heart and through the connection of her domains.

If it had only been Love, she would have been fine. Eros and Phanes had made sure she understood; love was love, regardless of form and expression. Yes, physical intimacy was a strong expression and the degree depended on the form at times but it wasn't absolutely needed. Something Aphrodite likely never understood, the goddess long having forgotten the meaning of Love and that it didn't depend solely on sex or children as her stupid proof of it. Andromeda understood that; she loved and cared for every member of the Council and many of the gods they'd allied with over time. It was her large, quirky, unruly, and maddening family that she wouldn't trade for the world.

However … in a few years after becoming an heir, her other domains had jumped in and were slowly building the need for connection. Normally she wouldn't have had a problem with them; Desire, Attraction, and Procreation. Attraction was ambiguous, from material attraction to simply dedicating to something that drew her attention like followers naturally gravitate to charismatic leaders. She knew at some point she'd want children naturally but creating life the godly way also satisfied it … and she was already working on it. Desire though, was far less open to interpretation. She wanted something and unless she had it, it would only build.

Her problem was that all four domains were focused on the same person. She already had his love unconditionally but she desired more from it; she desired him. Her attraction had always been there and in a way, even without her ties to him, it would have ensured her want to be around him. And lastly, the most damning of her domains, Procreation, wouldn't take anything less if she intended to start any life with more than just her power. Even now she had difficulty restraining herself from looking for physical contact with him, the only touch that could cool the slow burn that was quickly becoming painful.

She'd already tried twice, visiting a mortal club to look for someone to put it out, to satisfy her domains and both times her stomach had turned after even a hint of going beyond a drink at the bar. Both times, a rather handsome man and later a busty woman, Andromeda had been unable to bear the thought of doing more, of getting touched, of giving away her firsts. And both times she left only to return to her room and cry with one thought and fear racing through her mind; 'I don't want to be like Aphrodite!' She was by no means a prude and had no problem with intimacy being either causal or matrimonial, after all, sex was natural and shouldn't be disregarded or ignored like some taboo. As long as fully consensual and aware, she supported it, but for herself there wasn't a 'casual' option anymore.

She wanted him and only him. She'd known ever since she'd woken up once before him and to her horror, she'd still been an adult rather than the usual child form. Luckily she'd forced herself back into being a child and soon 'weened' herself of sneaking into his room at night. To her shame, that had been a bold faced lie. The truth was that more than once she'd wanted to do so much more, not caring if she wasn't alone with him which he rarely was. She could either act on it or distance herself and avoid being too close.

It didn't help and only built up over time, now more than ever before. Her domains let her feel emotions, especially those relevant directly to them. The raw, overwhelming waves of lust and love bombarded her, making her core burn with need and her heart race. It had happened once before … the first time they came together years ago. Before she'd even realized who the feelings were coming from, she mercilessly pleasured herself, her mind already projecting just who was the one driving her over the edge … and now the effect was even stronger.

"I want to be in their place," she whispered to herself treacherously, even as small tears streaked down her cheeks.

But she wouldn't; couldn't do it. It was already a push to have the queens sharing and she didn't know if they would accept her as well … or the others she knew also shared her feelings for him.

"Why did you have to be so … you?" she asked no one as she reached for her stuffed wolf and hugged it tight and took a deep breath.

She wasn't the only one holding back, watching with longing for his caresses, to see that same love and lust in his eyes directed their way. But she couldn't betray her queens, one being her best friend, her sister, her confident, her other queen quickly becoming just as close. Others thought her relationship with Rhea was that of mother and daughter and for a time, it was, but truthfully after Andromeda learned the truth of her actual mother and then the lies of Artemis, it had been hard to call anyone mother. In truth Nyx had been the closest thing to one while her older brother and sister in all but blood had done a large portion of the raising.

Now the lines were being blurred in every way. The Queens, former mother/daughter but never had the chance to develop as such now sister-wives and rulers, equals under the eyes of their king, and judging by what she felt, content to be lovers as well. Her own former ties, even while cherished and remembered in her heart, were also stripped and altered. She would always say that her true mother had been Sally Blofis nee Jackson, her second and last being Nyx, but she no longer had a tie of blood to Sally.

And by extension, she no longer truly had a brother in that sense either … and now that love wanted to change as well. Somehow, she felt like Nyx was laughing in the Realm of the Faded, one giggled sentence striking true regardless of how much Andy wanted to deny it to spare herself and others the possible pain of it.

'Like mother, like daughter.'

She whimpered as her body shuddered, her thighs rubbing together as she tried to bury her head in her over-stuffed pillows. She could feel the lust ending with their activities but the love was still there. The love she wanted to experience and share just as much. Hopefully Hypnos was being a regular pal and Morpheus would spare her any unnecessary material for her night …


Author's Rant: How was that!? A lemon to appease you all and a little more on their world! I'll try to wrap up Percy getting with Andy before getting to the war officially. Hope you enjoyed and let me hear your thoughts!