Third PoV

Artemis moaned when she felt Percy's hard-on pressing against her core.

Percy stumbled back to their bed, discarding both their shirts.

Artemis gasped, a moan escaping her lips as her lover's lips caressed the sensitive skin of her neck.

Percy's lips traced lower and lower, leaving a trail of fiery pleasure in their wake.

He unclasped her bra, discarding it as the god began to attack his lover's chest once more.

Artemis gasped and moaned, grasping at the sheets as her husband kissed, sucked, licked, and bit.

Percy fondled her breast, toying with her nipple. His hand slid down the flat stomach of the goddess, unbuttoning, unzipping, and finally tugging off the garment.

Artemis grabbed her lover's hands, which were intruding her panties.

The moon goddess rolled so she was on top, then began to work at the god's pants.

Percy stepped out of his garments, standing bare in front of his lustful wife.

Artemis moaned as she was pushed down on her back and whimpered as her panties were torn off.

The moon goddess gasped, arching her back as her lover thrust a finger inside her.

Her walls clamped almost instantaneously, and she came all over his fingers.

Percy grinned and began to whisper naughty things in her ear.

The god's fingers found her clit, and he rolled the nerve bundle between them.

The moon goddess gasped, having never felt such stimulation before.

Moans of ecstasy from her became commonplace as the moon's lover made her cum repeatedly.

After some period of time, Percy looked down to see how his lover was holding out.

Artemis moaned softly, her thighs trembling from exhaustion.

Percy snapped his fingers, doing the usual clean-up.

Artemis snuggled into her lover's chest, passing out from exhaustion.

Percy kissed the top of her head, holding her tight as he drifted off.

Percy PoV

I woke up in the morning with a great big grin plastered on my face.

I rolled over, atop my wife, and began to kiss her.

Artemis moaned, wrapping around me.

Her eyes fluttered open, and she blushed deeply.

"Good morning, Arty. Happy birthday," I pecked her lips again.

"Good morning, Percy," she whispered against my lips.

"What would you like to do today, birthday girl?" I asked.

"First, never call me birthday girl. Second, food," she spoke decidedly.

I kissed her forehead. "Good choice."

She yelped as I lifted her off her feet, carrying her to the dining room.

After we demolished breakfast, my wife snuggled into one of my bear hugs, and I carried her back to bed.

Artemis straddled my waist, biting her lip to suppress a smile.

"Percy," she mumbled. "I was wondering a few things."

"Ask away," I responded.

"Do you want kids?" She asked.

"Of course I do," I responded immediately. "I think it's your choice though, considering you're the one that actually births the child. Also, given that things on Olympus aren't exactly peaceful at the moment, I would think it's best to wait until later."

Artemis leaned down and pecked me on the lips. "Good answer. Next question; how many people have you slept with?"

"In what sense of the word?" I asked.

Artemis thought for a moment. "Both," She answered.

"In terms of slept in the same bed, one. You. In terms of sex, none. You're the only one I've actually done anything of the sort with," I responded.

She leaned down and kissed me again, but longer this time. "Good boy. Next, why haven't we had sex yet?"

I smiled. "Because I didn't want to rush things or hurt you or your feelings."

Artemis blushed. "What if I told you I wanted it?"

"I'd ask if you were sure about it."

Artemis responded by kissing me.

I smiled, pulling her into my lap. "I wanna save that for later in the day."

I pulled out a box and handed it to my wife. "I know you're not a very materialistic person, but still wanted to get something for you," I explained.

Artemis unwrapped it, pulling out a

necklace.

It wasn't fancy, it wasn't bejewelled, it wasn't formal, it wasn't goddess-like; it was very Artemis.

The moon goddess tackled me in a hug. "It's perfect," she mumbled. "Thank you."

I smiled. "Happy birthday, love."

Artemis rested her head on my shoulder.

"This has been by far the best birthday ever," Artemis murmured.

I kissed the top of her head. Artemis looked back over at the necklace, placed back in its box, sitting on the dresser.

Then she looked back at me.

"Something wrong?" I asked.

"No," she answered. "Just, how can you be so perfect, yet everyone else be so full of flaws?"

I shrugged. "You're just biased toward me because you love me. I love you too." Artemis blushed and pecked me on the lips.

I smiled and sat up. "Come on, I wanna show you something."

Artemis sighed and got up, tugging one of my sweatshirts over her head.

I chuckled and threw on a jacket, kissing her temple before we stepped out onto the sidewalk.

I led her down the winding streets of Olympus to a little place among the trees.

Artemis gasped. "The view from here...it's incredible."

She saw blankets and pillows strewn about in the general vicinity of the couch.

"Did you do all this?" She asked.

I nodded. "What, did you think I was out with another woman all that time this past decade?"

Artemis blushed. "Kind of."

I sighed and pulled her into a one-armed hug.

I used the other to grab all the blankets and pillows.

Artemis snuggled into my chest, pulling one of the many blankets up to her chin.

I kissed the top of my wife's head. "How do you like the place?" I asked.

"It's perfect," she murmured into my chest. "Especially for the colder months."

Eventually, the moon goddess sat up, stretching.

I sighed and stood up, rolling my shoulders.

I felt Artemis pressed into my side and chuckled.

"I have reservations for dinner," I

mentioned.

Artemis blushed lightly. "Do we have to dress up?"

"Not if you don't want to," I answered.

Artemis smiled, and we were in the walk-in closet in our bedroom.

"I want to dress up," she decided. "Whatever you want," I added.

"Where are we going, anyway?" My wife inquired.

I shrugged. "It's a surprise."

Artemis stripped down to her undergarments, and I did the same.

I wandered into the maze that was the men's area, finding my way out with a blue tuxedo in hand.

I found my wife attempting to choose between two dresses.

I set the tuxedo down and wrapped my arms around her from behind.

"The silver one," I suggested. "The colour matches your eyes. You'll look stunning in either, though."

Artemis blushed and stepped into the dress while I tried piecing together the tuxedo.

I zipped up the back of Artemis's dress, and she chuckled when she saw the mess of a tie around my neck.

She stepped closer, doing magic and making my tie recognizable.

"Thank you," I murmured against her lips.

"No problem," she whispered.

We never made it to dinner.