I looked up at the big bright moon and sighed, of all the places to be while a war was happening I was in a hidden dimension hiding like a coward because I was too delicate of a god to be part of the main fight.
I looked beside me at a scowling Apollo, he also didn't want to be but he was supposed to 'protect' my fellow goddesses and I if we were attacked.
I am the first child of two children of primordials, I am pretty sure I can protect myself, but nooo, Hestia needs to be protected, Hestia can't fend for herself, Hestia is delicate and weak.
I rolled my eyes and they landed on an unconcerned Aphrodite, of course she didn't care for war or violence, she loved how she was treated delicately during times of crisis all she really wanted was fun and attention.
I sat up and faced Apollo who schooled his features into a smile.
"I know you don't want to be here, you don't have to pretend that you do because I also don't want to." I frowned at him.
He sighed and nodded but didn't do anything else as a scowl settled over his face once again.
I sighed in defeat, this was boring.
I heard a giggle fro Aphrodite and I glanced over to see her watching us with a smirk.
I felt my body tingle for a moment and suddenly I was burning up, I needed something desperately, so desperately that it physically hurt to be without it.
My clothes were suddenly heavy and my body was switching between ages with each ragged.
What is going on!?Apollo must have noticed my constant because he came over and stood over me.
I can't describe the feeling that washed over me as I stared at his handsome face but all I knew was that I needed him on me, touching me.
I grabbed his hand and pulled him down, he fell to his knees without protest until I brought his hand to my bosom and forced him to squeeze it.
He instantly jerked back, ripping his hand out of my grip as my body settled into that of a 23 year old woman.
He stared at me with worried eyes.
"Hestia, what was that?" he asked, his voice stern and his features surprised but I didn't care for words right now.
I jumped on him, pushing him down as I straddled his waist, my skin started to cool as I leaned down, pressing our chests together and squishing my breasts between us.
He tried to struggle but I was far stronger than him as I claimed his lips as mine.
He tried to move his hands to my hips to try and lift me off him but I just grabbed them and forced them to massage my breasts as I leaned away from the kiss.
"Aphrodite help me!" he shouted at the speciating goddess who just chuckled, not moving from her spot, Demeter and Hera started to stir in their sleep
I silenced him once again by shoving my unclothed breast into his mouth.
I ground on his ramrod straight member.
I moaned in appreciation when he started to suck on the appendage currently occupying his mouth and teased the nipple of my other breast with his finger.
His free hand trailed down my side and slid under my toga as I felt his temperature shoot up.
He traced patterns into my hip as he slowly approached my weeping core.
Once his finger grazed over my virgin clitoris my vagina exploded with a white fluid as intense pleasure coursed through my body and I screamed in ecstasy.
Both of the previously sleeping goddesses roused from their rest just as Apollo released my bosom from his mouth with a vulgar pop.
Aphrodite noticed their open eyes and sent a quick sleep spell their way.
As my body released my need settled and I was appalled at what I had just done.
I scrambled off of Apollo as colour drained from my face. I stared at the smirking sun god.
"You are so fucking sensitive, I love it." He declared with a pleased chuckle.
I stared at him with a light blush creeping up my neck, I his my face behind my thick curtain of orange locks.
He smiled at me as he came over and sat beside me.
He turned me around to face him as he swept my hair back, his hand went to my red bosom as he stared deep into my amber eyes.
"Did that feel good?" He asked while proceeding to massage the flesh pooling in his palm.
I nodded shyly as I tried to gently remove his hand from my breast but he wasn't phased at all when I struggled against his hold.
Suddenly his face twisted into a smile as his skin flushed and he gripped my waist tightly, his eyes.
He used his legs to move his toga out of the way as he lifted me up.
I knew what he was about to do and I struggled harder against him but on some level I knew I wasn't really struggling because I knew that I wanted this.
"Fast or slow." he asked, his voice deep and raspy with lust.
"Fast!" I commanded as he slammed me down on his member
