Kendall sighed deeply afterward, Logan and he were spooning, he was spooning with a god. Kendall really had nothing to compare it with besides a few kisses but he was sure that he would never ever experience love making like he just had. Logan was soft but hard, calm but rough, slow but fast, he alternated between speeds perfectly, holding Kendall's hips and steering the blonde around just the way he wanted him, Kendall bended to the gods every wish, but also asked the god for what he wanted and ninety nine point nine percent of the time Logan complied, that one time was when Logan had first entered, he felt like his body was on fire and he was being ripped in half, but he asked the god to move anyways, Logan had smiled and shook his head and kissed the blonde until he felt the mortal was ready. Everything with the god was hot, like almost literally on fire, but since in his true form his skin burned red and singed anything that touched it, that wasn't surprising. The brunet could get very rough as well, at one point he had flipped the blonde onto his stomach, and pulled his hair and made him call him master and lord and Hades and all kinds of things James wouldn't approve of.
Now Kendall was facing the door, it was passed midnight, but he was wide awake, burning with affection and sex and love.
You're in love with a god, the god of the dead, how could you do this, his mind ranted, but he hardly paid attention. He was in love, it was crazy, he had studied the gods for years and never thought he could be in love with any of them, just let them hold all of his trust and faith.
Logan had an arm around him, kissing the side of the blondes neck every once and a while, they had done it…well Kendall really wasn't sure how many times he had been under the god of the underworld screaming his head off but he knew it was a lot, being a god Logan had endless stamina and could probably go forever. It made Kendall feel good knowing that he had pleased his favorite god.
He wasn't exactly sure what he expected from the god, he was a god after all and he was a mere mortal, but he was in love with him,
Zeus how could he do this to himself?
He turned so he was facing Logan and curled into his chest, Logan half smiled and kissed the top of his head sweetly.
"Kendall!" a voice shouted from down stairs.
Kendall gasped and sat up in bed, eyes wide.
"Is that your mother?" Logan asked, getting up.
"Yes," Kendall said, scrambling for his clothes, he tripped over Logan's boot and went slamming to the floor.
"Kendall?" his stepfather called. "Are you okay?"
"Yeah!" Kendall screamed, he turned around to face his bedroom.
Logan was gone.
…..
It was a year before Logan saw Kendall again. Or at least almost a year, about nine months. It was mid-July; Persephone wouldn't be there for another two months, he wasn't sure what possessed him to want to see his lover but it might have to do with something about making Mindy Martello's paradise purple instead of pink, she had decided she no longer liked the color. But she wished to keep the pink crown, so there might be some hope for it in the future. He had been trying to deny it but…he had feelings for the mortal.
Of course he knew that he had feelings for the blonde, he knew he had them the moment he had chosen to leave his realm to go find him that Halloween. He had just finished his fountain work, he cracked his knuckles, ate some food, played with a new liter of hellhounds, and then had sat up, looked at a black laced wall and had been overwhelmed with a strong sense of loneliness. He thought of the blonde whenever he was lonely, missing his sweet little voice, his shiny blonde hair, his high pitched cries of pleasure.
He had dressed in his mortal clothing, converse sneakers, a black shirt with its sleeves cut off, black shorts that stopped below his knees, he put on a snapback and a pair of Avatar sunglasses. He appeared right in front of Kendall's house, the garage was open but it was empty of cars and so was the drive way. The street was alive with children running through sprinklers and little girls selling lemonade and cookies. Logan walked across the yard and went to the garage, Kendall was sitting on the ground, picking through fishing hooks and equipment, looking annoyed. The blonde had grown since that Halloween, his features less rounded, two or three inches taller.
Logan cleared his throat.
"Yeah, yeah," Kendall grumbled, not looking up. "I'm fixing your damn fish hooks, Mark."
Logan raised an eyebrow. "Hello, my dear."
Kendall gasped and looked up, his eyes widening. "Logan?" for a moment he looked completely blissful and happy, and then looked very hurt, Logan had been expecting this. He knew the blonde was sensitive, and he had just left him nine months ago after a night full of hot but loving sex and not made any contact since then.
"What are you doing?" Logan asked curiously, he had never seen human fish hooks before. Carlos would have laughed at him; he hated the things and knew them well.
Kendall answered with a question of his own. "What do you want?" he looked hurt and was staring down at his shoes.
"I came to see you," Logan said truthfully.
"Like you did last time?" Kendall asked his shoes, Logan thought he saw tears on the blondes face. Logan winced, that hurt.
"Not if you don't want too," Logan insisted.
"Yeah right," Kendall snapped, he glared up at the god, his face covered with angry tears. "What else has a god ever wanted from a mortal? Sex! That's all were good for isn't it?"
Logan stared at him, taken aback. "Of course not,"
"Or baring children! Making your little demigods to do your biding,"
"I have countless monsters and hellhounds to do that," Logan reminded him. "I don't need any children."
Kendall glared at him.
"Come with me to my realm."
Now Kendall looked taken aback. "You mean…I can see the Underworld? The Underworld? For real?"
"And my palace. You can look into my fountain and see Mindy as well. Cerberus' replacement. Anything you've ever wanted to see in the Underworld."
"How do you know about Mindy?" Kendall asked, looking pained.
"It was she who brought you to my attention. You said I was good, no one has ever said that about me,"
Kendall looked down, biting his lip. "I want to go to your realm,"
"Of course you do," Logan said, half smiling. Kendall put down the hooks in his hand and back into the box. Kendall got up; he was wearing gray shorts and a white V-neck. He slowly walked over to the brunet, Logan grabbed him, Kendall struggled for the briefest moment, before Logan's temper flared and he snapped,
"I have to hold you or I can't bring you there,"
Kendall stopped struggling, he closed his eyes, and when he opened them again he was standing in the front foyer of Logan's palace, stairs led to the front door, across the room was the opening to the rest of the palace, a giant sparkling sea green chandelier sparkled over their heads, Kendall gasped and stared at it.
"A present from my brother, it alerts me when someone comes into my palace, not that my hellhounds don't do that already," As he said this hellhounds appeared on all sides, growling like mad, until they saw Logan and all went onto their tummies like Nyssa had done. All of them were German Shepard's, all pitch black. They looked more like wolves than dogs, with their enormous teeth and plate sized paws.
Logan said something in Ancient Greek, gestured to Kendall a few times, and the hellhounds came pounding towards them, yelping….and cuddled the blonde. They all sniffed at him and cuddled at anything that they could reach, his ankles, his knees, and his waist. Some jumped up and licked his face, others rolled onto their bellies and begged until he petted them. One familiarized itself with Kendall and then went to Logan, but most stayed by Kendall.
"This is Jacinta," Logan said, petting the dog softly. "My eldest friend, she has always been in my Underworld with my, my first hellhound. Though Nyssa's mother Lysate is nearly as old, don't tell the boys, but girls are much better hellhounds, they don't die as easily and there much more intelligent. Strength has nothing to do with protecting my realm, it's all about skill." He kissed Jacinta on her nose, said something in Ancient Greek, and she and all the other hellhounds disappeared.
"Jacinta actually had her first liter ever last week," Logan said, walking into his palace, Kendall followed him in awe, as they walked it changed, the walls shifted color, the floor changed to gray marble to what seemed like real waves, except it stayed solid. It was amazing and beautiful, the most wonderful place Kendall had ever been. Every room was filled with carved furniture and luxury items, Logan had three libraries, five gardens, fifteen bathrooms, a basement kitchen, a winery, countless bedrooms, the only place that Logan didn't show Kendall was a hall that led to an enormous tower.
"Those are Persephone's quarters," Logan said stiffly. He marched passed them and Kendall had to run to hurry up.
"If you have Persephone, why do you want me here?" Kendall asked.
"Don't be foolish, it is July, Persephone is not here. I can bring you here whenever I want because it is my realm, and besides Persephone is only still coming here because I hate to admit to James what he already knows, I can't stand her. I wish Demeter…I mean Heather would beg me to let her have her daughter back so I have an excuse to let her go back to Olympus, that I feel bad for my niece, but she hasn't asked me in two millenniums," Logan sniffed. "Sometimes I allow Persephone to visit her mother when I've had enough of her, but I can't do it too often, because James will start to tease." The god huffed, "Besides me and Persephone haven't laid together in a millennium, and I won't be doing it anytime soon, Persephone has man friends coming from around the world to please her, playing host to satyrs and handsome Cyclopes and minor gods, its degrading." The brunet pursed his lips, "And as for myself, before I had you last year I settled with lovely tree nymphs and water guardians and minor goddesses,"
"Bu that doesn't answer my-"
"I don't care for Peggy, but I care for you. Understand?" Logan said, his horrible temper flaring.
Kendall whimpered. "Yes, Lord Hades," he whispered at his feet.
Logan sighed; he hooked a finger under Kendall's chin and made the blonde look at him. "I don't mean to be cruel to you, my dear. It is….it is simply the way I have learned to be. Can you understand?"
"Yes, sir." Kendall whispered.
Logan smiled sadly. "Don't call me sir, Kendall Knight. Or I will have to punish you. Now, would you like to meet Jaxon?"
"Jaxon?" Kendall asked, confused.
"Yes! My replacement for Cerberus, after Hercules killed him I had to replace my dear one. James refused too. Such a horrid child!" Kendall wasn't sure if Logan was talking about Hercules or his brother but he followed him out of his palace anyways. Logan clamped his hands in front of Kendall's eyes, Kendall didn't question it, he had seen the outside when he had been touring the gardens, the black caverns that replaced the sky, the darkness, but he hadn't been able to see the river of Styx, or the fire bits, where most of the torture happened, but he could still hear screaming from the torture's, he whimpered, he knew whoever they were, they deserved it, but it frightened him. Logan said something harshly in Ancient Greek and the screaming cut off. They walked some more, over flat land, and before Kendall knew it he was being led to the entrance to the Underworld, he knew they were near Jaxon when Logan started cooing in Ancient Greek, and he felt dog breath on his face from three different direction.
Logan removed his hands and Kendall came face to face with an overgrown three headed Boston terrier. He was white and black with three pairs of big blue eyes and was about the cutest thing Kendall had ever seen.
"Awwwweeeeeee," Kendall squealed.
Jaxon's three heads cocked to one side, he observed Kendall curiously. And then started licking him furiously, there enormous but somehow also small teeth chipping him once and a while, but he didn't mind, he ruffled the enormous dogs ears and cooed to him in English, due to his reaction he seemed to understand both English and Ancient Greek, just like everything else in the Underworld, including Logan, and Kendall had noticed when he wasn't talking to Kendall, that was the language he used, and was the most comfortable with.
"Can you teach me Ancient Greek?" Kendall asked as they walked back to Logan's palace, Logan's hands clamped over his eyes.
"Why?" Logan asked cautiously.
"Because I've always wanted to learn, but there's never been anyone to teach me." Kendall said, they walked into the palace, the sound of seagulls and whales erupted from the chandelier, and they were greeted by the hellhounds who instead of ripping out their throats cuddled them thoroughly.
"How do you tell them apart?" Kendall asked as he scratched one behind the ears.
"By always being with them really. That and all their collars are different colors. And if you look close enough they have name tags." Logan was sitting on the floor with Jacinta in his lap, or at least a quarter of her upper body, which was all that could fit.
Kendall looked at the hellhound that he was scratching neck, it was a light teal and on a small silver tag it read Saga. He went to several other dogs' neck, Gloria, Gaspe, Tutuila, Safaris, Macbeth.
"Who names them?" Kendall asked.
"I do," Logan admitted. "I haven't had time to name the new liter yet. Jacinta is growing impatient for me to name them; will you help me after dinner?"
Kendall hesitated, he shouldn't be doing this, giving himself up the god, he had hurt Kendall, and he had used him and left him and then made it even worse by coming back and acting like he cared for him. He shouldn't stay for dinner; he should leave right that moment, because he knew he would very willingly fall into the god's bed afterward.
"I don't know, maybe I should go." Kendall said, rising. Gaspe whimpered.
Logan looked surprised. "Why?"
"Because…because you…you hurt me, I shouldn't be with you," Kendall said choking back tears.
"I didn't mean too," Logan whispered, cupping one side of his face.
Kendall shook his head. "But you did. It was wrong for you to come back, it was wrong for me to come here."
"But…."
Kendall looked up and was shocked to see that the brunet's eyes were filled with tears and his lips were trembling. Logan was crying, thee Hades, the God of the Underworld was crying, because of him.
"But I love you," Logan said like a child, with so much innocence and vulnerability it made Kendall's heart crumble.
"But you…you…really?" Kendall asked, stunned.
Logan nodded.
Kendall went to say it back but the brunet silenced him with a finger to the lips. "Shh, there's no need to say anymore, just know that my heart, as bad tempered and grudged as it is, belongs to you Kendall Knight." Logan than kissed him tenderly.
"Will you stay for dinner?"
Kendall just nodded.
"Excellent," Logan clapped his hands and over twenty skeleton seemed to come out of the walls, all dressed with white aprons and hats. He spoke to them in a loud, commanding voice in a language Kendall could place, the skeletons bowed to Logan briefly and then went back threw the walls.
"My Skeletons will prepare dinner for us, until than come to my fountain my dear,"
Kendall followed Logan once again threw his palace, Logan led him to a set of enormous black doors with carved dragons for handles, the god held it open for Kendall and then let it slam shut behind them both, there was nothing in the room but an enormous black fountain that shined lights that changed from dark blue all the way to light green, Logan walked over to it confidently while Kendall trailed behind, eyes wide. It had been thing that had always fascinated him the most as a child about his religion. The Fountain of Hades.
Logan quickly went through the twenty souls that had filled it up in his few hours of absence so his love wouldn't have to see them, when he was finished he waved his hand to see little Mindy Martello in her purple unicorn castle, Kendall was at his shoulder, tears dripping down his face. Mindy was sitting at a large purple table, playing tea party, except instead of tea blue cherry soda came out into the cups and instead of stuffed animals her tea guests were real unicorns, all different shades of purple.
"Unicorns are real?" Kendall croaked out, smiling.
"Yes," Logan said, "There's only about a dozen left on earth, poor things were wiped out for their horns and manes and tails. These four were very happy to leave their unicorn paradise to play with Miss Mindy. They're quite found of her tea parties."
"You really did give her everything she wanted," Kendall whispered, tears falling.
"I give everyone whatever they want. Except for the ones being punished for all eternity,"
"And those would be?"
"Hitler, Stalin, Bin Laden, and all the worse you can think of." Logan smirked. "Hitler's a whiny little bitch did you know that?"
Kendall shivered. "Is he?"
"Remember that screaming you heard earlier?"
"That…that was him?"
"Yup," Logan said. "When you got scared, remember how he just cut off suddenly? Wanna know what I had done to him?"
Kendall just stared in horror.
"My Furies ripped out his vocal cords with barbed wire." Logan smirked, "They'll be back by tomorrow, but at least I won't have to hear his whinnying for a while,"
Kendall shivered and whispered, "He…he deserves that,"
"Oh yes, he's responsible for a lot more deaths than you mortals think," Logan let out a cold laugh. "I had such fun planning a torture system just for him," Logan cracked his knuckles, "Anyways, would you like to-"
"What's in there?" Kendall asked suddenly, turning to a simple wooden door.
"Huh? Oh that, that's nothing, just records of the dead and demigods and things," Logan shrugged.
"Do you have any children?" Kendall asked curiously.
"I've had a few over the years," Logan admitted with a dismissive shrug.
"How many is a few?" Kendall pressed.
Logan thought. "In the last few millenniums I've had about twenty five, not a whole lot, my siblings and nieces and nephews have about a thousand each or something like that. Anyways, only three of them are alive, all girls, and none of them want to see me, now are you ready for dinner?"
"Why don't they want to see you?" Kendall asked as Logan led him to the dining area, it was enormous with a black room length table set for two across from each other. There was a matching set of doors across the room, carved and black; on the left wall was an enormous fireplace that let out cold instead of heat. The walls rippled with yellow and gold like ribbons being wiped around, the floor made from a shiny golden marble. Logan led Kendall to his seat and pushed his chair in for him, the plates and silverware were made from as far as he could see pure gold. Dinner had not been served yet but there were plates of giant rich fruit everywhere, baskets of steaming rolls, platters of cheeses that melted on your tongue all over the table.
Logan buttered a roll as he answered, looking sad. "Who wants their father to be the god of the underworld?"
"So they've never…"
Logan shook his head, "I saw them when they were babies all the time but then they grew up and started thinking for themselves and realized they did not want me as a father, they all live in Olympus with their mothers anyways,"
"What are their names?" Kendall asked.
Logan looked like he didn't want to answer but he did anyways, "Leda, Patra and Nefeli,"
"Who named them?"
"I did. When a god has a child the more powerful of the two gets to name it,"
"Who are their mothers-"
"Ah Dinner is here!" Logan cried suddenly. Skelton's came out of the wall then, they were pearly white and wore burgundy suites with sparkling silver ties that sparkled off the golden ribbon walls and the gold chandelier hanging over their heads. The skeleton that was serving Kendall's dinner bowed low to him and placed a gigantic salad on his plate, his eyes widened as he examined the peas and bacon pieces in it along with the dark green lettuce.
"They haven't served a course meal in centuries, not even when Peggy is here, there trying to show off for you," Logan said, his dark eyes flashing darkly at the skeleton who placed a salad in front of him. The Skelton grinned an innocent grin and Logan groaned and rubbed his temples. "Salad, soup, pasta or something, main course, desert,"
"Um…none of that has peanuts or olives in it right?" Kendall asked, scratching his neck. Logan looked up at him, "It's just uh…I'm kind of allergic…and too craw fish as well,"
Logan clapped his hands and barked something at the head Skeleton sharply; he shook his head frantically at once, Logan continued to snap and yell in that weird, scrapping sounding language for a few more moments before he stopped loudly and stared at them headedly. All the Skeletons went running through the walls at once. Kendall was staring at Logan,
"What?" Logan demanded. "I simply told them to dispose of any such things."
Dinner was amazing, salad, followed by a rich creamy soup with potatoes and green beans in it, homemade pasta with sauce that exploded his taste buds and freshly cut cheese, than mashed potatoes and steamed asparagus and two small pieces of chicken wrapped in a slice of bacon and covered with the most delicious tasting sauce that was better than anything he had ever eaten. Desert was blueberry and pomegranate pie topped with homemade wipe cream.
"That was…awesome." Kendall said once the food had been cleared away.
"It was wasn't it? My Skeletons are very good cooks…" Logan smirked. He came around the table and helped Kendall to his feet.
"Would you like me to take you home now, my dear?" Logan asked, looking deeply into the bright green eyes.
Kendall hesitated. "I…I…"
"Is something wrong my love?" Logan asked, looking concerned.
"You don't…wanna have sex?"
Logan looked surprised. "I did not think you wanted too,"
"It's just…what if I never see you again?"
Logan looked startled. "What do you mean? You're going to come back tomorrow aren't you?" Kendall looked shocked. "I want to spend every moment I can with you in my palace before that shrewd comes back," Logan wrapped his arms around Kendall, the blonde closed his eyes, when he opened them again he was standing in his bedroom, the god standing before him. Logan smiled, kissed him, and whispered sweetly, "I love you my angel. Sweet dreams,"
Kendall blinked, and Logan was gone.
I know I didn't get any facts about the underworld correct most likely, but this is all made up so please don't bite my head off. I hope you all enjoyed it.
Lots Of Love,
Sarah
