Artemis PoV

Percy and I were making out on the couch.

I was wrapped around him as he kissed me, holding me tight as though it were the end of the world.

My husband pulled away, and I pouted a little. "What's wrong?"

"There's a group of gods planning to capture you and...um, you can probably guess the rest," he sighed.

"How can you tell?" I asked.

"Part of my loyalty domain allows me to figure out if someone wants to harm my loved ones," Percy explained.

I curled up in his lap. "They haven't actually done anything to me, so there's nothing that I can do."

He kissed my forehead. "Yeah, but you have to follow that rule strictly because you're an Olympian."

"What are you suggesting?" I asked.

"Nothing," my husband replied. "Just tell me if guys start bothering you."

I raised a brow at him.

"Please," my lover added.

Kissing his cheek, I leaned into his chest. "Alright."

Percy held me close, and I kissed him softly as we sat on the couch.

His phone buzzed, and I gave a sound of exasperation.

"I'm sorry," my husband started. "An issue's come up in my domain."

"Can I come?" I asked impulsively.

He took a deep breath. "I'm going to deal with some mortals that have been abusing women and children. I know you can look after yourself, but I don't want you around them."

"One of those man things?" I guided.

Percy nodded. "Thank you for understanding."

He stood and snapped his fingers, clothing morphing into armour.

I pecked his lips. "I'll be with my hunters."

Percy PoV

The complex itself was fairly nice. Nothing was broken or dirty, and everyone I passed seemed unaware of what actually happened here on a daily basis.

I located the monitor room and found gruesome sights of abuse.

Using a switch hidden by several papers and beer cans, I powered off the locks keeping innocent mortals stuck in those evil chambers.

The door busted open, and I quickly uncapped Riptide.

Yes, I was a god now, but since I was originally a demigod, mortal weapons could still harm me.

Judging by the number of weapons the mortals had, the fighting would last a while.

Artemis PoV

The new hunters were doing well with the archery techniques.

Not quite bullseyes yet, but close to it, even with the moving targets.

Of my hunters, it was definitely more difficult to deal with the older ones.

And as opposed to what you might be thinking, yes, it was because they were immature.

When hunters first join, they're serious for fear of being excluded.

After a few years, they loosen up and become somewhat immature with pranks and such.

Some had gotten so comfortable as to pry about my marriage, which I found somewhat humorous.

Looking up at the sky, I could see the stars and constellations. "Campfire!"

It took some time and several pranks for them to settle down, but they managed to get seated.

Campfires generally consisted of roasting marshmallows and flinging them at one another until everyone got tired.

"Percy," I addressed. "You can stop trying to sneak up on me. I'm the goddess of the hunt."

He sat down next to me. "I know, but it's fun to try."

My husband kissed my cheek, summoning his own stick to roast marshmallows on.

Not long after, the flinging of molten sugar goop began.

He didn't really aim to hit anyone other than Thalia, which nobody but the mentioned really had a problem with.

As I prepared my marshmallow for flinging, the gods Percy had warned me about that morning appeared.

When one started talking, I flung the molten marshmallow at him.

Of course, my hunters and husband followed suit.

Being the overly mature man my husband was, he summoned many, many bags of mega marshmallows to be flung.

It was such an abnormal tactic, the gods just stood there for a few minutes, frozen in shock.

After that, they were pretty upset.

"How dare you...you attack us in this manner!" The god that seemed to be leading, Phobos, snarled.

"You can't interrupt a campfire and not expect to be attacked with marshmallows," Percy reasoned.

The son of Ares responded by summoning his weapon.

I flung another marshmallow at him. "Bitch," he snarled.

"Hey!" My husband exclaimed. "Don't talk to her like that!"

"What're you gonna do about it, Prissy?" Phobos jeered.

Calmly, Percy stood. "Clearly, stupidity just runs in your father's blood."

Phobos snarled, as though preparing for a fight.

My husband responded by punching him in the face, effectively knocking him out.

The other gods ran. They didn't flash away like normal, they ran.

A big mistake, considering the girls all started firing molten marshmallows.

"Have fun, girls," I called, taking Percy's hand and flashing back to our palace.

I kissed my husband lightly on the lips. "Did your thing go well?"

"Yeah," he replied.

I pulled my hand away from his face, examining the ichor on my fingers. "Let me heal you a bit."

"Hey," Percy said. "No complaints here. Being tended to by my gorgeous wife doesn't really seem like a bad thing."

Obediently, he followed me to the bathroom where the medical supplies were.

My husband grabbed my waist and sat me on the counter, chuckling at my reaction.

He came close, his torso between my legs as I dabbed the nectar-soaked gauze on his wounds.

When I paused to get fresh gauze, my husband kissed me. His hands rested at my waist, and my arms went around his neck.

"Percy," I gasped. "You never did hold up to that promise."

My lover lifted me off the counter, bringing me to the bed. "I guess I'll just have to make up for it."

Things became a haze of pleasure, clothes flying, hands and lips on one another until I lay naked underneath my lover, in the same condition.

I whimpered as he teased me. "Percy..."

He rubbed his thumb over my clit in circles, eliciting several moans from me.

My lover's lips ran down along my neck, biting and sucking. "Mine."

I nodded. "Percy...please..."

Mercifully, he began to thrust.

Percy PoV

She came quickly, biting down on my neck.

"Enjoying yourself?" I teased.

Artemis nodded, exhausted.

I grabbed her ass, eliciting another moan. "Feel like another round?"

She blushed lightly and nodded, biting her lip as I spread her ass cheeks.

Starting off slow, I began to tongue her.

Artemis moaned, a look of absolute pleasure on her face.

Changing position, I thrust into her again.

What really sent her over the edge the second time was when I began to finger her ass.

She came again, and I shortly after. A look of ecstasy on my lover's face, she collapsed next to me, falling asleep almost immediately.

Pulling the blanket up and my wife close, I kissed her forehead. "Goodnight, love."

Artemis PoV

I woke up late in the morning, groggy but still with a good feeling from the night before.

His arms around me, I kissed his cheek to wake him. "Good morning."

"Good morning," he replied, nuzzling my neck. Looking at the clock, I began to get up, but felt his arm wrap tighter around my waist. "There's a meeting soon. I need to shower."

"Mind if I join you?" My husband asked.

I kissed his nose, grabbing the clothing I would need. "As long as I'm not late."

He picked me up by the waist and carried me to the shower.

Percy kissed at my neck as the shower started, hands wandering to my breasts.

My lover dropped to his knees and began exploring.

I moaned, tugging on his hair. He stopped before I came, leaving me unbearably horny. "Finish the meeting quick?"

"Okay," I replied. "Sure...just...just make me finish."

Percy smirked and thrust up into me, pounding quickly until I came.

I fell into his chest. "Gods...this is never going to get old."

We showered and dried off, his hands still wandering from time to time.

My husband caught my hands before I could put my shirt on, tracing the hickies he had left the night before. "I don't think people will be able to see them all that well."

"That's the point," I replied. "It's a work meeting, not a social hour."

He had me against the wall in a second, kissing and sucking just below my jaw. "Mine."

Yes, I would find this disrespectful. But this was Percy. He was possessive, and I liked it. He made me feel wanted. "Okay."