Annabeth POV, Architect's office, Olympus, mid afternoon
I swiped through the image to cut the call, and brought myself back to my office on Olympus. The room was a plain rectangle of white marble, simple furniture, and one window (currently shuttered) that looked out onto the park outside. I know, "Shouldn't an architect's office be more elaborate, show off their flair?" Thing is, even though Percy won't believe it, I do have ADHD, and anything interesting would just be a distraction.
I was already upset that the Olympians were taking time out of my honeymoon to deal with their demands and squabbling, but seeing Seaweed Brain under Lea like that just made my sexual frustrations worse. I tried to look at the blueprints for the main square of New Athens, which I was to be the patron goddess of, but I just couldn't focus. I huffed in exasperation and put down my pencils to move to the couch, rubbing my temples.
I knew how to deal with this, but I just found it...distasteful to masturbate in my office, and my town home was just too far. Percy and I had barely made it to third base before Hera had taken him away. Those lonely months, combined with years of trying to get Seaweed Brain to notice me as anything more than a friend, made me almost depressingly familiar with my own body.
Once I'd gotten him alone in the stables of the Argo II I finally got the nerve to make him mine; classy, I know, but I honestly wouldn't have noticed where we were. After that, it was like a flood gate opened and we snuck off to secluded corners of the ship every chance we got. I hadn't had to take care of myself in a long time, but I'd have to handle this now, or I wouldn't be able to work at all.
I laid back on the couch, pulling down the trousers on my dark blue pant suit and I shivered at the cool air touching my skin. I bit my lip as I gently massaged around my sex, starting my fantasy.
I'm sitting at my desk, scribbling away at another set of designs when my boyf-husband kicks the door in, nearly tearing it off of its hinges. Percy looks furious, his eyes are dark with lust.
"I've had enough, Annabeth. This is no way to spend our honeymoon.", he says, voice low and husky. I'm barely able to stand before he crosses the room, grabs the front of my shirt and slams me onto my desk, scattering the papers all around the room before claiming my mouth, demanding entrance.
"Not in my office.", I plead.
"You could have refused their request, stayed on the island with me. You've forced my hand, and now you'll have to explain to the Olympians why there are cum stains all over your blueprints."
I half halfheartedly try to push him off, but it only increases the hunger of his kiss, and Percy holds both of my wrists together above my head with one of his large, powerful hands. The other reaches to the belt of my trousers, whipping the length of leather out. At the same time he turns me around so I'm bent over the table. He binds my hands behind my back with my own belt before roughly pulling my pants down until they bunch up around the knees, immobilizing my legs, and he presses his hips into my bare ass, hard enough that I can feel his manhood throbbing behind the rough fabric of his jeans, and I whimper with need. I'm completely helpless as he manhandles me into position.
I can hear the rustle of his pants as he removes them, feel his hands grab my hips, fingers digging roughly into my skin, preparing to ram into me and I shiver, waiting expectantly fo-
KNOCK-KNOCK-KNOCK
GODS FUCKING DAMMIT! What is it now?, I screamed in my head, panting, heart racing, fingers millimeters from my entrance. I quickly pulled my pants back on, rushing to the basin to splash cold water on my face and check my reflection in the mirror, "I'm coming!", I called. If only. At least I didn't get far enough to mess up my hair., I thought to myself, pulling on the few curls that needed fixing.
I opened the door to find my mother, Athena, Goddess of Wisdom and Horrible Timing calmly waiting outside.
"Zeus has called for a meeting of the council.", she said brusquely, "Your presence is required in the throne room." Without another word, she quickly walked away.
Great. Not only am I expected to work on my honeymoon, but now I have to endure Olympian politics? With my release a distant memory now, I trudge to the throne room, and sit down at the foot of my mother's throne on the stool prepared for me. It isn't uncomfortable, but I find myself crossing and uncrossing my legs, absentmindedly trying to gain some friction.
The meeting goes on and on, all of the gods bickering and arguing as usual. Artemis and Aphrodite in particular are having a poisonous verbal duel about romance and men. I try my best to shut it all out while maintaining an attentive face while Zeus pinches the bridge of his nose.
"Enough!", he thunders. "Artemis, it's time you learn that being daddy's little girl won't protect you forever. I am releasing you from your Stygian Oath, and ordering you to marry Hercules. Perhaps married life can teach you some restraint and respect. You are all dismissed.", and he teleports away, leaving the rest of us stunned with his declaration.
Artemis was taken completely by surprise, Hercules looked very pleased with himself, Aphrodite was ecstatic that the man hater was finally going to break that troublesome vow, and mother looked worried, probably because Zeus might take this opportunity to marry her off while he was at it. I was fulfilling my role as Goddess of Well Laid Plans and thinking up a way to profit from this.
I started by recalling a few interesting things I noticed about the Goddess of the Hunt over the years. Before we trapped Atlas back under the sky, she treated Percy like she treated any male. Afterwards, she seemed to go out of her way to be distant, which confused me, since he saved her, and proved to her that men aren't all pigs. I mean, he didn't even ask her to thank him! I remember thinking Maybe she's developing feelings for Percy. Gods know I never intended to fall for him., but I quickly dismissed that. She's THE man hater. There's no way she would fall for any man, even loyal-to-a-fault Seaweed Brain. Turns out, my instincts were right.
At our wedding, Artemis looked beautiful, obviously, but was basically made out of ice the few times she talked to me or Percy. I couldn't understand why until our first dance as husband and wife, while Percy twirled me around, I saw her regal, haughty face twist into a look of intense rage and jealousy. I saw it out of the corner of my eye, and it only lasted a fraction of a second, but it was unmistakable. Artemis was jealous of me. As she should be., a more vindictive part of me thought. But I was intent on enjoying my wedding day, so I filed that tidbit for another time. Which was now.
I still supported my mother, but now that Percy and I were married, my allegiance belonged to him, and by extension, Triton and the sea. If I got Artemis to marry Percy instead of Hercules, that would increase his influence. Mother would likely join us as well, since Zeus might marry her off out of spite. Hestia would likely support us since Percy always treated her with respect, even before he got her her seat on the Council back. Aphrodite kept gushing about Percabeth, even before Percy and I got together, so I figured she would join us as well. Not to mention the not-so-secret glances she gave Percy whenever he wore something that showed off his arms or torso, which after puberty hit him, was basically everything. Neither Hades nor Apollo would dare oppose my husband after the thrashing he gave them.
Hera would obviously side with Zeus, as would Demeter, since the agriculture goddess had no love for Hades, and didn't really seem to care about Percy one way or another. Hermes, Dionysus, and Hercules would side with their father, the first two out of actual loyalty, the latter out of blind obedience. I had no idea how Hephaestus would react, but even if the iron god sided with Zeus, the King of the Gods would barely have more supporters than we would.
One of the first rules of war is that when one combatant is significantly stronger than their opponent, violence is inevitable. Therefore, balanced forces make for an effective deterrent. It had proven true when the Europeans subjugated the Native Americans, and the standoff of the US-Russia standoff in the Cold War. I decided to take the idea to Mother.
In Athena's palace
"So, what is it you wanted to discuss?", Mother asked, crossing her arms.
I looked her straight in the eye, and said, "I have an idea on how Artemis can avoid marrying Hercules, but she won't like it. In fact, you probably won't either." When she nodded for me to continue, "I intend to have her marry Percy instead. It's the logical solution. He's the only male she can even tolerate. Besides, Hercules is a boor. The only reason he didn't join Poseidon is that he's too simple to entertain the idea of rebellion."
She digested this for a moment. "And I might have to join Artemis.", she said, deadpan. "Father would be furious that he lost both daughters to Perseus, but he really won't have many options to retaliate, since our forces would be at least a match for his."
"'Our' forces? You would be comfortable serving under me?"
"It would take some adjustment, but I believe I can adapt. Milady.", she said, bowing slightly.
This would be interesting, now to convince Artemis. But first, I headed to my town home and locked my doors. I had been rudely interrupted before, and I had some unfinished business with an angry Seaweed Brain to attend to.
A few hours later, Artemis' palace
"So, your plan is for me to get married so I don't have to get married?", Artemis asked, arms crossed.
"Our plan is for you to marry Perseus so you don't have to marry Hercules. And to put you out of Father's reach forever.", Athena said.
The Goddess of the Hunt tightened her grip on herself. "Will I still lose my maidenhood?"
"Yes, but tell me, would you prefer to give it to Percy or Hercules?", I asked.
"Point taken.", the silver eyed goddess admitted. "What will happen to the Hunt?"
"If you get married, I suspect that they would join his harem indirectly, through you.", Athena speculated. "He would be able to sleep with them if he wishes, though again, the same would happen with Hercules, and I have a good idea of how he would treat you all."
"I doubt he will pay much attention to the Hunt, although he is enjoying his harem, he is a bit overwhelmed as it is. You and the Hunt will likely be allowed to continue as you are, though some of you will no longer be doing it as maidens. As time passes, he may sleep with most of them.", I explained.
"It could be worse.", Athena added.
"Easy for you to say.", Artemis snapped.
"Did you think our actions would have no consequences for me, sister?", Athena spat. "Even if his plan went off without a hitch, Father would probably take this as an opportunity to marry me off as well. When he discovers our little conspiracy, he will almost definitely try to do so. The only safe haven for me is to join you with Perseus. At least Father released you from your Oath. I will have to break mine if I wish to be free of Father."
Athena stormed out, leaving me and Artemis alone.
"Can you tell me what to expect?", she asked, suddenly shy and timid.
I couldn't really believe that I was having this discussion with a fully fledged goddess. "What do you mean?"
She shrugged, "Serving Perseus and, well, having sex with him?"
I shrugged. "Don't worry, I think Percy will let you set the pace and treat you with respect."
Artemis nodded. "I know I will have to lose my maidenhood..."
I smiled, remembering that jealous look she gave me at my wedding, and I considered confronting her about it. I decided that she was having a hard day already, and wouldn't add to her burden. Yet.
"I can guarantee you that Percy is a tender and caring lover, and that he will do his best to make it enjoyable for you. Piper enjoyed losing her maidenhood to him, as did Zoe. His nymphs also like him a lot."
She nodded. "Zoe is no longer-wait. I do not want to know. What of the Hunt? You truly believe Perseus will let them remain as they are?"
"For the most part.", I replied. "I can't see him sleeping with all of them, though over the next few years he may take a few into his bed. Although there is enough room on the island for all of you, he will most likely allow you to continue hunting and adventuring. I am sure he will tease Thalia relentlessly though."
"What of Athena? I mean, she is doing this for me.", Artemis asked.
"She did treat my husband poorly in the past, and while I don't see him hurting her or humiliating her in front of others, he will definitely force her into a very submissive role in the beginning. In other words, she will lose her virginity in a much less dignified way than you will. After a few days he will get over that grudge and treat her like the others."
"How does he treat the other girls?", she asked.
I shrugged, "I haven't been on the island much, thanks to you Olympians. What I have seen is that he runs the house with a firm hand, but if everything is as it should be, he leaves everyone in peace."
Artemis studied her hands, "Can I talk to Zoe? I would like to ask her how she is doing and how harem life suits her."
I shook my head. "I'm sorry, but until you marry Percy, you won't be able to speak with her or any of the girls directly. I can give her a call and ask her how she's doing, and pass it on to you."
The goddess gave me a grateful smile. "Thank you, milady."
Outside Artemis' palace, I ran into Hercules, who flashed me an arrogant smile. He was buff, sure, but like a bodybuilder, muscles bulging out everywhere. Call me biased, but I preferred Percy's body type, sufficiently nimble and agile to dance around his opponents while maintaining enough mass for devastating power strokes.
"Checking up on my new wife, Lady Annabeth? Thinking about joining her?", he said.
Ugh, this would have been so much easier if Frank or even Clarisse was made the new God of War.
"No, I was comforting her. It's unfortunate that she'll have to marry the second most piggish male in existence, so I was lending her a shoulder to cry on."
"Suurre, Annie.", gods, why did Seaweed Brain think Hercules would be a good idea? "Anyway, wanna swing by my palace? I have a few ideas for the bedroom.", he said, waggling his tongue at me.
I sighed in exasperation. "If this is some ploy to get me into bed with you, let me save you some time. I. Am. Not. Interested."
"C'mon, babycakes, don't be like that.", he whined, stepping closer to me.
"Last warning, meat head. Back off.", I said, moving into a defensive stance.
Hercules wasn't impressed, so he reached out to grope my breast, and I immobilized him with a thumb lock.
"Fucking bitch!", he exclaimed. "What gives you the right-"
"I warned you. Did you really think I would betray my husband for the likes of you? Try to touch me again and you will regret it.", I said, releasing him.
As soon as my back was turned, I felt him lunge for me. Stupid oaf. I sidestepped, sticking my foot out to trip the god. As he fell, I caught his wrist and twisted it behind his back, pinning him to the ground. He might have been the strongest god physically, but he still had the same weak points that any human did. I decided to teach him a lesson, so I let him up. Again, he charged me, and I nimbly dodged his attacks, striking out, hitting him in the face. We carried on like that for a few moments, and when I'd had enough, I threw a twisting uppercut to hit his liver, making him collapse onto the ground.
"Nice thing about the liver is, if you get the angle right, you stimulate the Vagus nerve, which runs throughout the whole body, and the target usually locks up in pain and fear. Something you'd know if you used more than brute force to win your fights.", I spat at the prone god. "You're lucky Percy isn't here. He might have killed you for even trying to touch me."
He coughed up some blood. "Didn't think you'd go for the jealous type."
"Jealousy is wanting something that isn't yours. My husband is territorial." I decided to teach him a lesson, and unwound the necklace I was wearing. I'd gotten the strands for it years ago from the love tunnel from my first quest with Percy, and I used them to hog-tie the War God. I dragged his limp body to the back of Apollo's palace and left him there.
I smiled, and left to return to my town home, which was much more to my taste than my office. A bit of every style graced it, pillars from one era decorated with carvings from another. Gothic gargoyles perched on the lintels kept company with mosaics from Pompeii. It shouldn't have worked together, but I'm not the Goddess of Architecture for nothing. Once inside, I made for the fountain on my balcony. I tossed a coin through the rainbow and recited the incantation.
The mist wavered for a moment before opening like a window. I was looking at Zoe, who was enjoying herself with one of the nymphs. Both were naked in the baths.
"Ahem, Zoe?", I called. The former huntress pulled away from the nymph hastily, who didn't look ashamed, but was nervous at my tone. "Seems like you are adapting to harem life quite well.", I teased.
"Blame that wretched curse.", she defended. "I always knew nymphs were beautiful, but until now, I didn't attach any feelings to it."
"And you're sure it has nothing to do with how Percy rocked your world last night?", I accused, making her blush. "It doesn't really matter right now. You, dryad, what is your name?", I asked.
"Helena, milady."
"Alright Helena. What I am about to say does not leave the three of us. Understood? If you say anything, you'll find I can be very creative with punishments." She flinched, and I felt a bit guilty, but I couldn't risk this getting out before it could happen. Zoe didn't look pleased at my threat, but when I told her what had happened today, her eyes widened in surprise and shock.
"Ladies Artemis and Athena will be joining Perseus' harem?", she asked in disbelief.
"If everything goes as planned, yes. We can't leave her to Hercules' mercy. Anyway, she wanted me to ask you how you are, what to expect, and what kind of lover my husband is."
Zoe filled me in on everything that had happened, and , how she lost her maidenhood to my husband, and how she felt about it all. I wasn't surprised that Percy had managed to win over the former huntress, but hearing about his conquests made me horny again, as if I hadn't been furiously masturbating for the better part of the afternoon.
This time, I decided to revisit our first tryst in the stables of the Argo II.
I managed a faint smile. "Some romantic evening, huh? No more bad things until the morning." I kissed him again. "We'll figure everything out. I've got you back. For now, that's all that matters."
"Right," Percy said. "No more talk about Gaea rising, Nico being held hostage, the world ending, the giants—"
"Shut up, Seaweed Brain," I ordered. "Just hold me for a while."
We sat together cuddling. I hadn't been planning on it, but I became very aware of Percy's warmth pressed against me, the powerful, masculine scent of him filling the small space around us, how gently his arms wrapped around me.
I tilted my head up to kiss him, and I felt all the love and desperation of the past few months break through, and I deepened the kiss, threading my fingers through his hair. He returned my kiss, tentatively, afraid that he would scare me away, but I kissed him like I wanted to touch nothing else for the rest of time. I opened my mouth, inviting him in, and our tongues danced together, until I finally broke the kiss to gasp for air.
"Percy, I want you.", I whispered. When he gave me that confused look, I kissed him again, this time pressing my hardened nipples against his chest, grinding my core into his crotch.
"Here, now? Are you sure? I mean, don't you think-"
"I've spent the last six months thinking, Seaweed Brain. About where you could be, whether or not you were even alive, when I would find you, how we were going to deal with Gaea and her Giants..." My own insecurities. How I might lose you, not on some quest, but to another woman. Oh gods, the whispers started again. "If you don't hurry someone else will snatch him up. He's not some gangly kid anymore, women will be throwing themselves at him." "You remember what the girls at camp were like, flirting with him right in front of you." "They knew you weren't pretty enough for him." "If he was exchanged with Jason, he's lost his memories." "He doesn't remember you." "You'll find him with some Roman on his arm." "Why aren't you able to think of a way to get to him? Every day you're not in New Rome is another chance for someone else to get their claws into him." "You're not pretty enough." "You're not fast enough." "Not smart enough." "Not good enou-"
Percy cut off my silent anguish with his lips, and I forgot all of the worries of the half year we were apart. "Stop thinking so loud, Wise Girl."
"I can't help it, that's what I have you for.", I joked. "But I need to know we'll get through all this. I need to stop worrying, stop thinking, for just a little while. I need you to make me forget my own name.", I said, unable to keep the desperation out of my voice.
Percy stared into my gray eyes with his sea green ones, and I could feel his love for me when he leaned in to press his lips to mine again. I moved my hands across his chest, feeling the muscles flexing there as he held me, and he wrapped his arms around me. His hands found the hem of my shirt and moved beneath it to stroke the skin of my back, tracing over the scars there. I pulled my boyfriend over so he was lying on top of me, and I palmed his manhood through his jeans, making him moan into my mouth.
He pulled away, eyes dark with lust. "Let me take care of you, Wise Girl.", he said, pushing me down into the blanket. His hands and lips explored my skin as we undressed each other, casting our clothes aside. The air of the stables was cold, but Percy's naked body heat pressing down onto me was more than enough. I nearly cried when he pulled his lips away from mine, but they never left my skin, kissing under my jaw, down my neck, teasing my breasts, until I felt his hot breath washing over my most intimate parts.
I looked down to find Percy's head between my legs, pressing kisses down my inner thigh until he reached my center. I pushed my hips up to meet his face as he leaned down to kiss my lower lips, and my legs closed around his head with shock at the first contact in months that wasn't my own. I wove my fingers into his hair as he ate me out, lapping up my juices as I writhed in ecstasy. I bit my hand to stop from crying out when I came, only Percy's firm hands on my hips keeping me from thrashing around on the floor.
Before my heart could calm down, he claimed my mouth again, letting me taste myself on his tongue as he settled between my legs. I reached between our bodies to grasp his shaft and guide him to my entrance, using his member to tease my folds, coating him with my arousal.
Finally taking charge, Percy moved my hand to his neck as he grasped my hips, and tortuously slow, he pushed his way into me. My walls clenched at the intrusion, but every part of me urged him deeper, my hands clawing at his back, my heels digging into his ass, until I had taken all of him inside. We stayed like that for a moment while I got used to having my boyfriend in me, kissing and groping each other. Slowly, he began to thrust into me, pulling until his head was barely still in me, sinking all the way down to the hilt, and I whimpered as he made me his until my pleasure overwhelmed my discomfort and I started to pant and moan in time with his motions.
No amount of reading, both anatomy books and trashy novels, could have prepared me for how connected I felt to Percy in those moments, drowning in his eyes while he plunged into me. The low growls he made vibrating in my chest, sending more fire into my belly. I'd thought that finally having sex would alleviate some of the searing need I had been feeling, but it only made it worse. My lover seemed to sense my need, because he hooked his arms behind my knees, spreading my legs and nearly folding me in half to reach even deeper into me. I groaned at just how good he felt, and a few strokes later, I was cumming for him, my orgiastic screams muffled by his mouth pressing down on me.
"You like that, don't you?", he smirked as he pulled away.
"Yes."
"Do you mind if I keep going?"
"No."
"Can you answer me with more than one word sentences?"
"Shut up!", I complained before claiming his mouth again. I could feel the self-satisfied smile on his lips as he began to pump into me once more, moving with strong, powerful strokes to make me cum again, this time joining me in my high, the feeling of his seed flowing into my womanhood nearly overloading my already endorphin addled brain.
After, we just laid there, panting, staring into each other's eyes.
"I love you, Annabeth.", he said, kissing my forehead.
"I love you, Percy.", I whispered into his chest.
I opened my eyes to find myself alone in my bath tub, shower head between my legs. I decided to work tonight until I collapsed, then leave for the island as soon as I woke up.
Piper POV
The other girls and I were checking out the equipment Tyson had brought over, and even though I'm not the most warlike demigoddess, I was loving all the cool stuff we got. Reyna was trying on the set of plate gauntlets that had been made for her, and started punching some of the training dummies, while Zoe had come down from the balance beams and was checking out a chainmail shirt. The rest were trying out spears, hefting shields, and belting swords around their waists. I was excited to find Katoptris and the sword I'd taken from Zethes, and I strapped the dagger to my thigh before swinging the jagged bronze sword around.
After we were done, all the weapons and armor had been put away, except for the swords and daggers, and we walked back into the house for lunch, looking for all the world like a group of models getting ready for war, laughing and talking about how we'd split up time on the equipment.
Lunch passed pretty quickly, the main topic being our plans for training and whether or not Poseidon's generals would attack us and how we'd deal with them. Percy was seated at the head of the table, dressed in dark jeans and a white t-shirt, and he looked pretty pleased at how excited we all were. Afterwards, Silena and I met Percy in his room, and together we teleported to the Mall of America.
When we arrived, Silena immediately gasped and ran to the nearest store, notebook in hand, and started tearing through the merchandise. I was pretty excited too, which was weird. I'd never been much for shopping or clothes, but on the island, I was basically limited to traditional Greek dresses and my bikini, so the opportunity to get some new clothes that actually matched my style was intoxicating. After a few hours of being a good sport playing dress up with not one, but two daughters of Aphrodite, Percy insisted that we get some of the 'essentials' on the list. We dropped off our stuff at the security desk, where one of the guards said they would send it all to our hotel room.
We stopped by a general store, and Percy looked over the list Silena had given him.
"Uh, just checking, but why are there no...lady products on this list?", he asked tentatively, then his eyes widened in fear. "Oh, shit.", Percy swore. "Have you guys been on birth control? I haven't even been pulling out or anything! Annabeth's gonna kill me if one of you gets pregnant before she does."
"We can't get pregnant, dummy. At least not without your permission.", Silena said, dismissing his worries. "The spell that binds us to you froze us in time so we don't age anymore.", Silena answered matter of factly. "No more periods either, what a relief!", she finished, comparing a set of hair dryers.
Percy relaxed, glad that his wife wasn't going to castrate him for being forgetful.
The essentials didn't take long, so we went back to clothes shopping. We blasted our way through maybe half the stores until we got to Abercrombie and Fitch. They had one of those douchey male models acting as 'eye candy' and cashier, and he was making eyes at Silena and me when Percy wasn't looking. Even if I hadn't spent the last few months watching the boys at Camp Half Blood train shirtless and the past few days sleeping with a literal Greek God, he wouldn't have impressed me. His upper body was muscley, sure, but proportioned with the biceps and chest way too big to do anything useful. And his calves! He made deer ankles look buff. I remember some of the kids at Goode call them 'curl bros'.
I was basically done after a few minutes of browsing, but Silena kept going back and forth, trying on clothes and having me model too, since I was closer in size than she was to most of the girls back on the island.
She had just gone back into the changing room for the ninth time when Percy said to me, "Stay here."
"What are you going to do?", I asked.
"I'm bored.", he said, walking into the changing rooms. Without any clothes to try on.
I had a pretty good idea of what he planned to do, but I decided to just wait out here and give my feet a chance to recover instead of joining them. I was just sitting there, enjoying the air conditioning, when my rest was interrupted by 'curl bro' introducing himself.
"'Sup? Name's Chad." Of course it is. "Anything I can help you with?" The smell of his spray tan and cologne was overpowering, and I'd cleaned out the pegasi stables back at camp.
"No. We're just doing some shopping."
"Well, how about you dump rich boy over there and hang out with me?", he said, flexing his overdeveloped arms.
"Sorry, not interested."
"Come on, sweetheart. At least gimme your number.", he said, trying to wrap his grotesque arm around my shoulders. I shoved him, hard, and unsurprisingly his top heavy frame fell over and he glared at me before returning to his post. I rolled my eyes at him and decided that I'd had enough 'relaxing' and walked into the changing rooms to find Percy and Silena.
Percy POV
I followed Silena noiselessly, glad that the store was empty. When she got to her changing room, I shoved her through the open door. Her expression changed from shock to one of pleasant surprise when she saw it was me, and I grabbed a fistful of her hair to pin her to the mirror.
"Does your offer still stand?", I whispered into her ear, pulling up her dress and slipping my hand into her panties so I could squeeze her voluptious ass.
"Maybe, maybe not.", she teased. "Care to find out?"
"Get on your knees.", I answered, and she quickly complied. "Good girl.", I growled. "Now, open my pants and get your reward."
"Yes sir.", she purred. When she pulled down my jeans, her eyes widened as my manhood sprang loose. "I can see the whole 'Big Three' thing was not for nothing.", she said before taking my head into her mouth. She played with the tip a while, teasing me before she started to lick up and down my shaft, coating me with her saliva and pressing kisses into the veiny appendage. I laced my fingers into her hair, encouraging her to take more of me in. Silena took the hint, and grabbing me by the ass, pulled my hips towards her. In one motion, she took me all the way down until her lips were wrapped around the base of my cock, humming around me. My hands were still in her hair, so I pushed forwards into her, pressing her beautiful face into my crotch. I held her there a while, enjoying the feel of her mouth and throat around me, her tongue lapping at the underside of my dick, when Piper came in.
She didn't say anything, just grabbing my face and pressing a deep, open mouthed kiss into me.
"I thought I told you to wait outside?", I scolded when she pulled away.
"What, and suffocate on spray tan and Axe while wannabe muscle man Chad tries to hit on me?", she asked. "I can think of much more pleasant ways to stay off my feet.", kneeling down next to Silena to start sucking on my balls.
I closed my eyes and tilted my head back, enjoying the feel of the two daughters of the Love goddess pleasuring me. I leaned a bit, and slipped my hands down into the bras of both girls, massaging their flesh, enjoying the contrast between Silena's soft, ample bosom and Piper's smaller, firmer tits. I spent a few minutes appreciating my girls before I let go of the ball of tension in my gut, cumming into Silena's welcoming mouth.
Before she could swallow, Piper grabbed Silena's face murmuring, "Don't be greedy, sis.", before pressing her open mouth to Silena's, demanding entrance. I watched as the two passionately kissed each other, tongues dancing together, swapping my load between their mouths. When it was all gone, I reached down to help them up, and we walked out together, both girls trying to smooth down their hair.
Chad was at the register, watching for our return. I glared at him, smirking when he recoiled. I set our purchases on the counter, and while he was ringing up our order, I reached over to fix Silena's bra strap, then swipe away a spot of saliva in the corner of Piper's mouth. As we walked away, I noticed Silena's dress had caught in her panties from when I groped her earlier, so I tugged the fabric out to let her dress hide her glorious curves from the world.
We grabbed a few other things, toiletries, shoes, bathing suits, and gods, even more clothes, before sending it all to the room to start looking for dinner.
The tantalizing smell of pizza caught my attention, and even though the air spirits on my island could whip up any kind of food I asked them to, there was just something about a greasy oven in a mall that made the food taste better. Well, not really better, but it was something you can't duplicate. After, we headed to our hotel room to turn in for the night.
We all brushed our teeth before entering the shower together. We took turns washing each other down, and I particularly enjoyed the way Silena rubbed her body against me. When we were done, I dried us off and carried the two daughters of Aphrodite to the bed slung over my shoulders.
As we were cuddling on the bed, I decided to pay more attention to Silena. I sat up to get a good look at her, and my eyes roved across her curves.
I took her breasts in my hands, kneading her soft flesh. "I think I'll be spending a lot of time with these in the future.", I teased, making Silena blush. "Tell me, have you ever had your tits fucked?"
"Sure, I did a lot of stuff with Charlie before, you know."
"Good. Dealing with virgins is a bit exhausting. I think I'll start by fucking your tits."
"I love it when you get all assertive.", she purred. "Do you want to do the work, or should I?"
"I think you owe me for dragging me around the biggest mall in America all afternoon, so you first. I'll top later."
Without another word, she had me sit on the edge of the bed while she kneeled on the ground between my legs. Silena took my shaft in the valley between her breasts and squeezed the soft mounds around me, working her globes up and down my length. Groaning at the silky soft skin surrounding my dick, I laid back on the bed, enjoying the feel of her breasts while she sucked on the tip.
I don't know how someone whose fatal flaw is hubris can be insecure, but Annabeth was always self conscious about her chest. No matter how many times I told her I didn't care about that stuff, how beautiful and sexy I thought she was, she would sometimes compare herself to buxom models and the curvier girls at Camp. I guess I could tell Annabeth now, since she was so accepting of the whole harem thing, but I'd always felt guilty because I fantasized about tit-fucking a girl, and some part of me had been disappointed that her boobs weren't quite big enough for that.
When she felt my release start to build, Silena flexed her chest muscles while pressing her breasts around my cock, letting her face and hair get covered with my spunk.
"Stay right there.", I ordered as I stood up. Making my way to our bags, I searched around until I found my prize; an old fashioned Polaroid camera. "Smile for the birdie!", I joked as I snapped a few shots, waving the film to make it develop.
"Oh, come on Perce!", Silena complained. "What do you need pictures for?"
"For when I want to remember these moments. Unless you'd prefer I just cum all over you when the mood strikes?"
"You'll probably do that anyway.", she huffed, moving to sit on the bed.
"Well, the good news is you can get cleaned up. Better news, Piper, you'll be doing the cleaning."
Eagerly, Piper launched herself at her sister, hungrily lapping up my seed while I snapped a few more photos. When the older girl was clean, I stopped Piper.
"Now that we have that taken care of, we can get to the main event. Silena, I think it's time for your reward."
So, sorry about the disappearing update. Uploaded an incomplete document, had to finish the chapter before re-uploading.
I'm not sure how I want the repercussions for Athena breaking her oath to work, might have some plot significance later on. Idk tho.
Idk anything about the Mall of America, and don't really feel like looking too deep into it, so sorry if I get stuff wrong.
Idk anything about architecture either, so if my description of Annabeth's place on Olympus makes no sense, well you have your answer.
Gabriel: Thanks. As for the discussion during lemons, idk how to write dirty talk (what the girls want him to do to them). I did have Piper give Percy directions in their first lemon, but I glossed over what she actually said. If you had any suggestions, PM me.
Percy will be moving on the other girls soon, the nymphs mostly as group sessions (two to four at a time) and not going to go very in depth with those scenes, probably. The rest will have their own scenes, which will be more in depth, some to all with explanations as to why they joined the harem (Rachel's might be more light, while Reyna's will be pretty interesting, teaser at the end).
Pertemis and Perthena will come in the next two or three chapters, and maybe Perodite after that, though she will probably just have an affair with Percy on Olympus or something and not join the harem.
So there's a scene in PoC (gonna be my next chapter) where Percy basically rapes Annabeth. I'm sorta okay with it, since she basically gives him permission to try, but I'm gonna do things differently.
I do think Henrie could have prepared that bit more thoroughly, and the suddenness that it gets introduced gives it that rape-y feel. I think having that scene play out from Percy's POV kinda makes it rape-y as well, so I plan on that part being from Annabeth's POV, and her internal monologue about how wrong it all is, but how much it turns her on or something, through the whole thing.
I hope you noticed Annabeth has a kink for this sort of thing, and I'll probably have a flashback to when she first brings it up to Percy. I'm going to have Percy be reluctant at first to play that role (though he still fantasizes about it), but since Annabeth tells him how much she likes that stuff (and they establish safe words and all that), he commits. I do plan on having aftercare and the like, where he draws her a bubble bath and comforts her and whatever. Maybe they make love, to kinda reassure each other that the role playing was just that, a game.
Executive decision time: after HoO, the gods' separate personalities fuse into one. No more Greek or Roman, though the camps still stay separate.
So yesterday, I thought of a really good bit of dialogue for why Reyna joins the rebellion, and here's a teaser; gonna be from her POV.
"Why? I just want to know what Octavian said that convinced you to join my father," my new owner asked.
"Hah," I laughed. "If that worm tried to convince me to rebel against Olympus, I'd have throttled him in the middle of the Forum."
"So what made you do it?", he asked. I looked down in shame.
"It was _."
Sorry! I'll write out the whole thing for chapter 11. Probably.
Chapter 10 will be morning on the island and afternoon-evening in Atlantis. Probably.
