I'm back guys! And here is our chapter which has a lemon!
Disclaimer: I do not own Percy Jackson nor do I own the Gods or Theseus. I do own Jag!
Percy rushed forward, pulling his shirt over his head and pressing it against the badly bleeding gash. The man flinched in pain but Percy was pleased to see he was staying still. Dimly he heard Triton screaming followed by a door, probably the front door, being ripped open and then slammed.
"Uncle Triton just chased Daddy out." Nico told him, walking up behind him.
"What is this suppose to be?" Percy asked Nico as he tried to slow the bleeding. Luke - or so the dog tags said - watched him through half-lidded eyes.
"Daddy was visiting with Auntie Aphrodite. Uncle Ares found Luke and was going to kill him for doing something bad. Daddy stopped him and said that he'd take Luke." Nico explained going and getting a first-aid kit from the bathroom. He pulled out a gauze pad and handed it over to Percy so the demigod could replace the shirt with it.
"Why is he half naked and in a box then?"
"Well, Daddy couldn't just turn him loose. So he thought he'd make a nice pet." Nico explained digging around for some disinfectant.
Percy frowned wondering if Theseus was nuts. But he decided he had more pressing matters. Like Luke bleeding to death or something. That head wound looked nasty.
"Nico, hold the gauze. I'm gonna see if I can get him free. And into some clothes." He blushed when he took note of Luke's muscular body on display. "Do you know where the key to the handcuffs is?" Luke made a muffled sound around the gag and ducked his head. Percy blinked confused. Luke rolled his eyes and grunted again.
"I think he wants you to take the gag off." Nico suggested quietly.
"Oh." Percy reached behind Luke and undid the gag, making a face when Luke spit the red ball onto his lap. "Thanks for the spit."
"Sorry." Luke groaned, rolling his jaw around, and doing his best to stretch the sore muscles.
"Are you okay?" Percy asked as Nico shied away nervously.
"What do you think? Have some crazy bastard knock you out, then get dressed up like a fucking sex doll by a fucking mental Goddess, only to be sold for a couple of porno videos to a fucking pervert to give to his nephew." Luke snapped.
"I'm sorry." Percy frowned as he watched Luke glower around the apartment. "Umm... I can get you some clothes. And then you can leave."
"Can't." Luke grunted, as he moved his legs through his cuffed arms so his hands were in front of him. He studied the lock intently before sighing and proceeding to glare at the floor.
"Why not?"
"Because. He's wearing one of Auntie Aphi's collars." Nico stated as if it was obvious as he removed the gauze to dab at Luke's head wound with a Q-Tip soaked in disinfectant. Luke hissed in pain but otherwise remained calm and allowed Nico to clean the wound.
"For the poor guy who just learned that the Gods are real ten minutes ago?"
"Aphrodite is the Goddess of Love and Sex. Daddy adores her. She has lots of toys that she uses to get videos of "cuties". A few years ago she invented the collar. The idea was to keep demigods who wouldn't listen to the Gods in line. They'd be fitted with a collar which would leash them to a good demigod or God. They can't attack the good demigod, and they have to stay within their sight. The hope is that the bad demigod will fall in love with the good demigod and not want to be bad anymore." Nico recited. "Papa says that if Daddy doesn't behave he's gonna do it to him."
"So what does that have to do with Luke not leaving?" Percy asked curiously as he dabbed some ointment on the wound. Luke's hiss of pain was the only sound for several several long moments.
"Why are you here?" Nico finally asked, confusion shining in the golden eyes.
"No idea. Ares is a fucking dickwad?" Luke sighed but a small smile twitched at his lips. "This could be worse I guess. At least I'm stuck with some cute guys." Luke grinned suggestively.
Nico made a face, but didn't say anything else as he found a paperclip and went to work on Luke's cuffs though it was only a moment later that he paused as Jag started snarling, her eyes fixed on the door.
"What's wrong Jag?" Percy asked his dog, scratching her ears.
Her body was tensed, as she locked her eyes on the door, slowly prowling forward. Only for the door to fly open and Triton to storm in, Jag barking once before Triton snapped.
"Ruhig" Ignoring the now silent dog Triton stalked inside and grabbed Luke by the back of his shirt. "You out!"
"Get your fucking hands off me." Luke snarled, fighting Triton's hold but the God was far stronger than him and effortlessly dragged Luke to the door which he promptly opened.
"Um... you can't do that. Aphrodite put a collar on him, making him mine." Percy pointed out.
Triton hit his head into the wall. "That fucking idiot I call my brother actually believed that? Aphrodite just told Zeus that worked so he wouldn't kill some demigod she liked."
"You can't just toss him outside! He's my birthday present!" Percy whined, grabbing Luke's arm and tugging.
"Perseus!" Triton scolded, getting one arm around his little brother's waist and effortlessly lifting him up, ignoring his flailing as he tried to shove Luke out the door. But apparently Percy could turn into a spider monkey when he wanted to, his legs wrapping tightly around Luke's waist, and he clung to Luke's arm.
"You can't throw him outside handcuffed and without weapons! He's a demigod. There are monsters out there!"
"If he gets eaten, he gets eaten. I'm not having one here that jeopardizes your safety. If I could fling Nico outside without Hades blasting me into a million pieces, Nico would be following him."
"Hey! I'm right here!"
Triton ignored him and pried Percy free of Luke. Only to yowl in pain as his baby brother kicked him in the leg.
"Fine! If Luke can't stay, then neither am I!" Percy stalked towards the table, grabbing his knife and the keys to his Mustang before clipping a leash to Jag's collar. Nico blinked, hesitating before grabbing for his own knife and disappearing into his room, coming back only moments later with the sword Percy had seen earlier along with a black duffle bag.
"Percy don't be stupid." Triton sighed, rubbing his sore leg.
"Can Luke stay?"
"No. Theseus should have killed him. Not brought him here."
"Well maybe you should have done the same with me. Left me to get eaten." Percy snapped, Jag snarling on his heels at Triton. "I'm leaving." He declared and stormed through the door, grabbing Luke's arm as he did. "Come on Luke."
"No you don't." Triton grabbed Percy's arm.
"Let me go!" Percy snapped, trying to yank his arm free, green eyes blazing.
"No! Now enough of this! Luke is going and that's the end of it."
Percy's eyes darkened, resembling the Atlantic before a hurricane blew in. The next thing Triton knew was that the sink had burst open, and a wall of water higher than him and as wide as the kitchen table collided with him. He lost his hold on Percy as the water forced him back, as it started to swirl around him like a whirlpool.
Snarling in frustration he ordered the water to bend to his will but it barely twitched.
Percy though was gone, out the door and half dragging Luke behind him.
Nico hesitated, looking at the whirlpool that contained Triton before running after the two older boys. He figured this would be the last he saw of his Uncle Triton. Daddy and Papa were gonna kill him for making them run away.
Slamming the door behind him, he crowded into the elevator which Percy was holding open for him, not being able to help the grown when he saw that Luke was leaning heavily against the wall.
"You didn't have to come Nico. You could have stayed where it was safe." Percy whispered, playing with the keys to the Mustang.
"No. Triton needed to be put in his place. He hates me because I'm my Papa's son. He blames me for existing basically. And it was wrong what he was doing to Luke. Luke's hurt and has no weapons. He wouldn't last long even without his hands being cuffed."
"I'd have been fine." Luke whispered, his legs shaking slightly.
"No, you aren't even fine now. You've lost a lot of blood." Percy stood on tip toes, eying the large gash worriedly. They hadn't had time to bandage it and now the wound was weeping blood again. "We need to get you to a doctor."
"No doctors. Hospitals are filled with monsters looking for easy demigods to pick off." Nico explained, digging around in his bag and producing a small first-aid kit, along with a pair of jeans and two shirts."
"Here. I grabbed Daddy's duffle bag. Luke's about the same size as Daddy." He held the plain black shirt up and found it would be a touch tight, Luke having broader shoulders and more muscular arms, but it would do.
"Your Dad is that crazy guy who shoved me in that box?" Luke asked as he tugged a shirt over his head, wincing as the material brushed against his sore body. The shirt was tight across his chest, and when he lifted his arms up a bit of his belly showed but he quickly decided that he looked hot and muscular in the shirt He leaned on Percy as he shimmied into the jeans, glad that Theseus had left his hiking boots on for whatever reason.
Percy who had used his shirt on Luke's head, pulled on another spare shirt of Theseus's, grumbling when the thing fell past his knees, he was so tiny.
"Where are we going?" Nico asked ignoring Luke's question, as the elevator doors pinged open. He handed Luke a gauze pad to press to his head until they could figure out what to do. Percy didn't answer as he grasped Jag's leash tight around his hand, feeling the dog's body stiffen as she searched for danger.
Percy glanced around the parking garage, grinning when he saw his Mustang parked beside Theseus's Barracuda. Apparently Theseus had someone bring the car to the apartment for him because Percy knew it hadn't been there before.
"Luke are you okay to drive?" Percy asked.
"Yeah. Its a minor head injury. I've had way worse."
Percy lead the way across the garage, the only sounds were their soft footsteps and the sharp tap of Jag's claws. He unlocked the drivers door and pushed the driver's seat forward so Nico could climb in, before walking around to the trunk with the duffle and tossing it inside. Luke had already slid in to the driver's seat as Percy unlocked the passenger door and let Jag slide into the backseat before climbing in himself. The engine roared to life, the car's sleek body shaking as it roared. Luke's hand found the shifter and the Mustang was soon spinning sideways before racing out of the garage.
"Where are we headed?" Nico asked from the backseat.
"Triton doesn't want you guys then he won't get me. But we should go somewhere safe. The ocean is the safest place for me."
"And me. Grandpa would protect me." Nico piped in, leaning over the center console.
"So the beach?" Luke asked, glancing around as the Mustang found the road, before jumping into traffic, the Mustang's speed easily getting her ahead, though the traffic Luke was zig zagging through was a bit slowing.
"Yep. Montauk to be exact." Percy smiled at the other boy before reaching around his seat to scratch at Jag's ears as the Mustang raced along.
Theseus's winced as he peeled his sweat stained T-shirt from his body, hissing in pain when it pulled on the bloody gash on his ribs. He really, really hated Centaurs.
After Triton's little temper tantrum about Percy's totally appropriate gift, Theseus had bolted. Triton was scary as shit when he was mad and Theseus knew it was far better to hide out for a bit and wait until Triton cooled off. Otherwise Triton might rat him out to their father, and if there was one thing Poseidon could never know, it was Nico's existence. So Theseus had run to Central Park and slipped through the entrance there only narrowly avoiding a herd of Centaurs, one of which had shot at him the arrow grazing his ribs.
He sighed as he laid back on the huge bed, feeling the cool black silk sheets, against his bare back, as he waited for the Ambrosia to kick in, eyes closed as he relaxed. Only to smile as he heard soft footsteps, followed moments later by a cool hand touching his hip, before stroking up his body, lingering on his stomach, especially the places Theseus knew stretch marks marred his otherwise perfect skin before one finger traced the large scar on his abdomen.
"Your hurt." A deep voice whispered, as the hand continued up his body, brushing against the already scabbing over cut.
"Bloody Centaurs." Theseus lifted his head, smiling as he saw the handsome face of his long time lover. "Hades." He groaned as the God climbed onto the bed, hovering over him, before soft kisses were being pressed to his ribs.
Hades's dark eyes were partially covered by the shaggy black hair their son had inherited. Theseus lifted a hand to trace the sharp, harsh yet still handsome features of the man he loved.
"What happened?" Hades asked, his fingers brushing against the cut and almost instantly Theseus felt the pain fade, and he couldn't help but smile, knowing his lover had taken the pain on himself.
"Can't tell. Its a secret." He whispered, knowing better than to mention Percy. Hades would never harm Percy , not if he ever wanted sex again, but Triton? If he found out Triton had shouted at their son, well Theseus would be holding interviews for a new big brother.
"Is Nico in any danger?" Hades's body was tense, worry for their little boy filling his voice.
Theseus shoved Hades's chest lightly. "As if I'd let my baby near anything that could hurt 's actually really happy. I found him a friend."
Hades hummed softly, as he stroked Theseus's hair. "Would this have anything to do with a little demigod that Alecto found?"
"Possibly." Theseus kissed Hades's nose. "But its a secret!"
"Alecto said that the boy smelt like Poseidon." Hades pressed a soft kiss to Theseus's lips, his hands sliding down the lithe body, and sliding underneath Theseus's ass.
"Like Nico smells like you?" Theseus suggested.
"Looks like I wasn't the only one to break my oath. Though in my defense I had no idea you could carry a child."
"That makes two of us." Theseus kissed Hades again.
Hades hands ran down Theseus's body again, lingering on the stretch marks and the scar. "He was a good little surprise."
Theseus couldn't help but snort. "Says the guy who didn't have to deal with morning sickness, swollen feet, sore boobs, oh and labor."
"You got a C-section." Hades touched the scar.
"Performed by a zombie. And I had to go through contractions!" Theseus was quieted by Hades's mouth on his, moaning around the skilled tongue as he was pressed into the mattress.
When they finally pulled apart to breath, Thes smiled. "He was worth it. Now roll over!" Theseus ordered, shoving Hades until the God rolled over onto his back, so Theseus could tug at his clothes, even as Hades undid Thes's skintight jeans and helped him out of them.
"Can I be on top? Please!" Theseus turned the puppy dog eyes on his lover and Hades nodded, never on to deny the demigod he loved.
"Of course." Hades kissed him again, as they pawed each others clothes off, Hades's fingers digging into Theseus's back when the younger man nipped at his now exposed nipples, as he rolled the left one between his fingers, his knee sliding between Hades's legs and nudging them apart, even as he felt Hades's lips kissing his neck, his teeth working on refreshing the bite mark that he'd left there the other day. Theseus moaned as the sensitive spot was teased, thrusting his hips forward until he found friction, which happened to be Hades's cock, and began to grind against him, panting in pleasure.
"Screw the foreplay. I have a meeting in an hour and I do need to shower." Hades whispered in his ear.
"You just don't like slow sex." Theseus teased, nipping Hades's nose before pulling the God into another kiss, his hand sliding lower to fondle Hades's throbbing cock.
Hades didn't answer as his hand searched the nightstand drawer, only to come back with a tube of lube. He grabbed Theseus's hair and slicked the fingers with lube, before spreading his legs more.
Theseus rolled his eyes. "Needy much."
"Shut up. Your lucky I'm confident enough to let you top. Most Gods wouldn't." He yelped as Theseus's shoved a finger inside him without warning, biting Theseus's shoulder to make up for the slight sting. Only to whine as it withdrew as quickly as it entered.
"You like my fingers in your ass don't you?" Theseus teased, lazily tracing Hades's puckered entrance with his thumb.
Hades growled, refusing to say a word, as Theseus's free hand began to fondle his balls. He bit his lip to try and muffle the soft pleading whines his body released without his approval only to fail.
"Fine I'll take that as a yes." Theseus quickly slid two fingers inside, before stilling them, allowing Hades to adjust even as he lowered his head, to lick at the head of Hades's throbbing cock.
Hades moaned, fingers finding Theseus's wild curls, "Now!"
Theseus didn't need to be told twice, he pulled his fingers free, and generously coated his length. He moved so he was hoovering overing Hades, his length nudging Hades's entrance. "Ready?" He murmured, kissing Hades's forehead. Hades nodded only to gasp as Theseus's slid inside.
It stung but Hades moaned in pleasure as he was filled, stretching him and sending tingles of pleasure up his spine. Theseus's kisses were desperate against his lips as he settled inch by inch into Hades. Finally after what felt like an eternity to Hades, Theseus was fully sheathed inside him.
"Move." He demanded, hooking his legs over Theseus's shoulders as his lover obediently began to pound into him. Hades cried out as his prostate was hit perfectly on every thrust, Theseus's lips on his with hungry open mouth kisses, one hand tangled in Hades's hair while the other stroked Hades's length. Hades's lifted his hips desperate for Theseus's considerable length to go deeper and he was rewarded with another jab to his prostate. He knew he wasn't going to last long. He never did when he was the bottom, and Theseus knew that. His thrust were strong and erratic, as he searched for his own release, knowing it would take little to throw Hades over the edge, as the God's nails scratched as his back, leaving trails of blood tinged with flecks of gold.
Theseus groaned as Hades's ass began to clench around him, and knowing his lover was close, he quickened his strokes to Hades's cock, using Hades's pre-cum to slicken the passage of his hand, while his other tugged on Hades's shaggy hair.
"Cum for me baby." Theseus whispered, nipping Hades ear even as he gave one final thrust to Hades's prostate, before spilling his seed deep within Hades. The God whined as his own cum splattered Theseus's hand and his own stomach, his ass clenching around Thes's softening length.
Thes collapsed on top of Hades's panting for breath. Hades's chest was slick with chest and he grumbled, pushing on the demigod.
"Off. I'm going to go shower before you damn cum dries inside me. How many times have I told you to use a condom."
Theseus didn't say anything as he pulled free and rolled onto his side, watching as Hades disappeared into the bathroom without so much as a kiss. He sighed, staring up at the ceiling before deciding to go back to the apartment. Triton should have calmed down by now.
A few minutes later he pulled himself off the bed and gathered up his jacket, and one shoe, before beginning the search for the other.
He stuck his head under the bed, looking for the other, pleased when he spotted it about halfway under. With ease he pulled it out only to feel bile rise in his throat.
A T-shirt stained with cum was discarded under the bed. Bile rose in Theseus's throat. It wasn't his shirt.
How could he be so stupid? He'd been teasing his father for years about secretly sleeping with Hades. But he'd always thought it was just that. A joke. But with his father's shirt in his hand he couldn't deny it. So it was tears stinging his eyes that Theseus ran out the room.
DONE. Whatcha think guys? Review please!