Third PoV
"What's up, Chris?" Percy greeted. Chris froze. "Uh, your wife...""What about her? You're the one that practically has sex in the main lobby," Percy pointed out.
"So, um," Chris moved on. "Zeus is pooling his forces. Probably getting ready for an attack."
After finishing his report, the General left to his own office.
Artemis leaned up and kissed her husband gently on the lips, allowing him to take over the soft, passionate thing.
Of course, a little into that, a couple of hunters decided to pay a visit.
They didn't hear the door open, or the quiet footsteps.
Artemis sensed a presence behind her and parted from her husband's lips, a deep blush colouring her face as she recognized the intruders.
Percy gulped. "Uh, hey Thals, Zoe."
"Unhand Lady Artemis this instant," Zoe commanded.
Artemis shifted so she was sitting in his lap, facing her former hunters. "Lower your weapons girls, I'm here by choice."
The two hunters noticed the ring on their mistress's finger and gasped.
"Really?" Thalia asked. "You married that oaf?" Artemis blushed impossibly deeper.
"So, um," Percy spoke. "Why don't we talk about this over lunch?"
The three girls agreed, and they all headed out to get food.
Logan was nowhere in sight. "How does pizza sound?" The god asked.
They got a couple of pizzas to go and headed back to his apartment.
As they munched on the delectable junk food, they talked through things.
"So, how did you two find us?" Artemis asked.
"We have our ways," Thalia replied
mysteriously.
"Why are you with the male?" Zoe
questioned. The goddess bit her lip. "I love him."
"How do you know he isn't just after your virginity?" The lieutenant asked protectively.
The moon deity blushed. "I...uh...he...I'm not..."
"We've already been intimate," Percy explained, kissing his wife's temple.
"What is it you did to piss off dad so much?" Thalia asked.
Percy's veins bulged, becoming very angry suddenly.
"Percy," Artemis murmured. "She isn't accusing you of anything."
"He has my mom killed," The god spat viciously. "I left, Zeus got scared I would dethrone him. He's right to be scared."
The two hunters decided they would help dethrone Zeus, but they would remain on Olympus as spies.
As they say, came closer to an end, they were dirtied up to make it seem as though they had been attacked and sent off.
After Percy and Artemis had dinner, Artemis led her husband back to the bedroom.
The god sighed, resting his head in his wife's lap.
"We'll succeed, Percy," The silver-eyed goddess soothed. "We'll get justice for your mother and everyone else that's been wronged by Zeus."
"I know," the god replied. "It's just...what if we don't?"
Artemis squeezed her husband's hand. "You can do it. You wouldn't have gotten this far if you couldn't."
Percy sat up, pecking his wife on the lips. "What would I do without you?"
"I tend not to think about things that won't happen," the goddess murmured.
The general laid down next to his wife, kissing her softly on the lips until they went to sleep.
Artemis PoV
When I woke up, I was face to face with my loving husband.
I leaned forward a tiny bit, pressing my lips to his.
My lover's eyes fluttered open, revealing the familiar, mischievous, loving green eyes I knew so well.
I crawled on top of him, a passionate kiss taking place.
The sexy man held my waist, lips on mine.
After a few minutes, I pulled away for breath, head rested on his chest.
"Mmmhh," Percy sounded. "There's another Gala tonight. Would you do me the honour of being my date?"
I smiled, pecking his lips. "Of course."
"I'm supposed to get fitted for a new suit. Would you like to get a new dress?" My husband asked.
"Sure," I murmured, face buried in his chest.
I didn't really care for events, to be honest.
It was being with him that really mattered to me.
After several minutes spent trying to get out of bed and into decent clothing, we ended up at the store.
I curled up in Percy's lap as we waited, trying my best to hide from the wandering eyes of other men.
My lover put his jacket around my shoulders, kissing the top of my head.
About a half-hour later, I found myself in a room full of fabrics and designs.
After the stylist had made her decision, I was in a silver dress with one strap over my shoulder. I wore black flats and diamond earrings, and my hair was down in a simple braid.
I was directed to another room where my husband waited, already fitted.
I took a moment to look at his suit. Traditional black with a silver tie and hankie.
"You were right, Percy," the stylist decided. "She looks incredible without makeup. You are a very lucky man to have such a beautiful wife."
My lover chuckled. "I know."
Hours passed, and we were at the event.
After many introductions and even more drinks, Percy took me home.
I faintly remember him helping me out of my dress and getting me to bed, laying with me as I fell asleep.
When I woke up, Percy wasn't my main concern. No, my main concern was whether or not I would make it to the bathroom in time to throw up.
The answer was no.
Percy carried me to the bathroom, holding my hair back as I threw up.
Only after making sure I was fine did he proceed to clean up the mess I had made.
My husband carried me back to bed and I curled up in his arms, sipping the warm nectar.
I felt the cup taken from my hands as I drifted off.
When I woke up, Percy was still laying there with me, asleep by the looks of it.
Feeling much better, I sat up, kissing his forehead.
My lover awoke from his slumber, holding me close. Soon, I found myself kissing him.
My husband pinched my hardened nipple, causing me to gasp.
"Percy," I murmured. "Goddesses... when they don't sleep with someone for a year, their hymen grows back."
His lips pressed up against my forehead. "I want to make love to you."
I pressed my lips to his, hands sliding up under his shirt.
"You've shown me how much you can love me as a whole," I whispered. "Now I want you to make love to me."
"You are the most beautiful woman in the world. I want to love you, to care for you, and make you happy. I want to be the one who makes you orgasm, to feel pleasure and bliss. I want to be the man that gives you a child and starts a family," Percy kissed my ear.
"Right now, I want you to make me orgasm," I breathed, feeling my husband's arousal.
My man then took control, hands sliding up my thigh.
I gasped, feeling his fingers tracing the increasing wet spot on my panties.
His lips met mine, and his tongue slithered into my mouth.
I ran my hand through his hair, gasping as my lover's nimble fingers entered me.
As pleasure coursed through me, the most annoying sound in the world met my ears.
The doorbell.
