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Okie dokie. If you review maybe it'll be you in the next chapter's shout outs I really hope you like this next addition to the story. Oh, and by the way my depiction of Athena and Poseidon is that of them in the movie Percy Jackson and the Lightning Thief in 2010. They were played by the outrageously sexy Kevin McKidd and the absolutely gorgeous Melina Kanakaredes.

Poseidon received Athena's owl and followed it back to her temple. This was something he was used to doing. The two of them took every precaution to stop the other Olympian's from even being suspicious of them. They used the owl instead of Hermes to communicate, and the owl would take Poseidon on a route that would prevent any of the others from seeing him make the journey so they wouldn't wonder why he was there so often. The owl would fly high and make sure he wouldn't run into another God on route and that he avoided their temples.

This time however, Poseidon wasn't at all bothered by the other Olympians catching him. He just obediently followed the owl and remained lost in thought. Why had Athena been so vexed? Whatever had scared her had really struck a nerve and he was determined to find out what it was so that he could fix it. No doubt it took a lot to unnerve Athena, and when she was on edge, the rest of them must be on edge too.

Entering the temple and walking into the brilliant marble foyer, Poseidon listened and looked around for any sign of Athena. He could see through the archway into her dining room and that was empty, and there wasn't a sound coming from the main room. If she were in there he would be able to hear her humming as she read as always.

"Athena? Athena where are you?" he called into the empty space, his voice echoing off of the walls. There was no response, but then he saw her descending the stairs quickly, her regal grey dress billowing around her ankles as she did so.

"Poseidon!" she exclaimed, throwing herself into his arms and burying her head in his chest. He was shocked at her behaviour, but held her close, rubbing her back soothingly and kissing the crown of her head.

"What's wrong?" he asked, concern lacing his deep gentle voice. She looked up into his eyes, getting lost in them for a moment. They were like the sea after a storm; calm and blue with gentle ripples. Keeping her proximity to him close, she regained her train of thought.

"Oh, Poseidon, it's terrible!" she said in a whisper.

"What's terrible?" he inquired.

"The letter I received from Ares; it was a warning. Hades has informed Zeus that the Titans are breaking through the gates of Tartarus. Apollo has already foretold they'll be out by the end of the month!" she explained, working herself up. Poseidon's anger began to boil inside him. His jaw stiffened and his breathing sped up. Poseidon's moods were as changing and untameable as his domain; the ocean. It didn't take a lot to get him worked up, but this was outrageous. He remembered what his father had done. Cronus had swallowed him. He had swallowed Hestia, then Demeter, then Hera, then Hades, and then him. Zeus had saved them, but the others stood back and did nothing. The fight between the Titans and the Olympians and been the worst bloodbath in history and, although the Olympians had won, Poseidon knew it could just of easily gone the other way. Then there was Oceanus.

His uncle, predecessor and arch enemy. Although he had fought with them against the Titans and agreed to Poseidon taking his duties as God of the Seas, what he had done to Athena, his Athena, still boiled angrily in his blood to this day. Athena looked up at Poseidon, seeing the rage swelling in his eyes, and began to feel a great deal of concern.

"Poseidon?" she whispered. "Poseidon." She repeated when he didn't respond. Her voice beckoned him back from his poisonous thoughts and he looked down at her. When he saw her face and realised he was upsetting her, his anger relented and he let her go. He seemed furious with himself for his behaviour and looked at her apologetically.

"I am so sorry, Athena." He said sincerely. She still looked solemn, but nodded her head in understanding.

"It's alright, I know. I understand you're angry. But you must understand this is far worse for me than it ever could be for you!" Athena managed to work herself up and she turned her back to Poseidon while she regained composure. Poseidon felt sympathy welling up inside him, and crept up behind Athena, wrapping his arms around her waist and holding her close. Athena tilted her head back to rest on him, relishing the contact and taking a deep breath to calm herself.

"I'm sorry." She moaned, closing her eyes and losing herself in him a little. He chuckled softly in her ear.

"You have nothing to be sorry for." He assured her. "And I promise you, Oceanus is not going to harm you. Not again." Her eyes snapped open and she looked at him over her shoulder, their faces inches apart. He could see the fear clouding her bewitching grey eyes as they searched his for some sort of reassurance and comfort.

"But how can you be sure?" she asked, desperation heavy in her trembling voice. He smiled at her with a warm kindness.

"I told you; I'm always here for you. You will never fall as long as I'm here to catch you." He told her. The worry didn't disappear from her face immediately.

"But what if something happens to you? What happens to me then?" she inquired.

"You are more than capable of handling yourself, Athena. You - well to put it frankly – you're incredible! You don't need me to defend you all the time." Poseidon said in an attempt to be comforting, but Athena was far from at ease. She turned herself in his arms so she was facing him and seized his face in both hands.

"You know that's not what I mean, Poseidon. Yes I could go on. I could fulfil my duties and protect myself from future harm. I could continue to care for the mortals and defend my city from dangers but, without you, why would I want to!? If I don't have you… none of that matters. I – I don't know what I'd do without you. You – you're everything! You're everything!" she exclaimed, working herself up to the point where tears prickled at her eyes and her voice wobbled. Poseidon wrapped his arms around her and held her as close to him as he could. One hand on her back, the other cradling the back of her head, fingers interlaced in her dark rippling curls. He shushed her soothingly as she began to sob and kissed her hair as he held her. Moving his lips to her ear, he began to whisper.

"Everything will be alright. I promise you. We'll make it through this. You and me; forever. That much I know." He comforted. She pulled her head out of the crook of his neck and looked at him, concern and worry still twisting her face into a frown.

"How do you know?" she muttered. He smiled warmly.

"I just do. This is beyond rational thinking, logic, and wisdom. This is true love. Do you think this happens every day?" he finished with a chuckle. At this Athena's face relaxed into a smile. Poseidon wiped a tear from her cheek and kissed her softly on the lips. When they parted they kept their faces close and Athena stroked his whiskered jaw lovingly.

"Alright Seaweed Brain. I believe you." She chuckled. Poseidon grinned and kissed her again, this time with more fervour. His hands travelled down to her waist, digging his fingertips into her flesh and caressing her roughly to keep her close to him. This drew a moan from Athena's lips and Poseidon felt it vibrate in his mouth. They parted again but only for a short while. Only enough time to see the lust and want in each other's eyes before crashing their lips together again for a bruising third kiss.

Poseidon then hoisted Athena up in his arms and she instinctively wrapped her long legs around his waist with a steadfast hold. Her enthusiasm coaxed a guttural grunt from him and he moved them forward, pinning her against the wall to make it easier for him to hold her up. Their kisses kept their passion. Their tongues danced and met each other stroke for stroke. Poseidon rucked up her dress around her hips as she unfastened her breastplate and dropped it down by her side. The almighty crashing noise it caused on contact with the floor was not heard by either of them.

They parted once more briefly to take in what was happening. Athena then slowly descended her lips to Poseidon's neck and showered it with small kisses in a newfound tenderness. Poseidon stepped closer to the wall in order to be closer to her and to make it easier to keep her up with his knees going weak. She hummed contently into the stubble protruding from his flesh as his hands travelled slowly up her silky thighs, causing goose bumps to erupt there and heat to pool in her stomach. She unfastened his jerkin and let it drop where her breastplate fell, causing another inaudible crash.

Athena then ran her delicate hands teasingly over the now exposed flesh of his toned chest. Her fingers wandered the chiselled contours of his muscles slowly. He could feel the gentle strokes and wisps on his skin as if her fingers were made of fire. His breathing increased and his need for her sky rocketed, his undergarments becoming too tight for his liking. His hands continued to travel up her legs to her hips. He then grasped hold of the hem of her dress and began to pull it up. She ceased her actions with her fingers to allow him to lift the dress over her head and discard it elsewhere. Once it hit the ground, he took a moment to drink her in.

She was now pressed against the marble wall, the pale gleam it gave off complimenting her olive complexion. Her long and shapely legs were wrapped around his waist and kept her propped up, making her a little taller than he was. Her dark tresses fell long and loose over her shoulders and covered her swelling exposed breasts and she was leering at him enticingly. He wanted to take in every single detail of her like this, but when she pulled his face nearer to kiss him, he was not about to object. As their lips met, he began working on undoing his tunic and pulled it down along with his restricting undergarments. Without breaking their passionate embrace, his hands drifted to her hips and he removed her undergarments too, slowly sliding them down her legs. He used his hands to then hold her up under her bottom as he rid himself of the small troubling piece of fabric.

Keeping Athena held up with his hands, Poseidon moved them to her hips and lowered her onto his throbbing member. Both lovers let out trembling sighs as they descended into the bliss of one another. When she was fully sheathed on him, he pushed her back against the wall gently. At first he kept his thrusts slow and steady, planting small kisses on her chest and nibbling lightly on her breasts. He took one pert nipple into his mouth and sucked on it, causing Athena to whimper and cry out in pure ecstasy. That sound changed the pace entirely.

Poseidon released his hold of Athena's breast and slammed her into the wall harder. She screamed in pain but Poseidon's lips hungrily meeting hers soon took it all away. Snaking her arms around his neck and down his back, Athena dug her nails into his flesh and dragged them upwards, scratching him as payback. The pain only seemed to make him want her more and he began to slam into her with more speed, hitting all the sweet spots inside her.

Athena began to pant as Poseidon's thrusts got deeper and faster. Gripping onto his shoulders, she used the handhold as leverage to come down on him harder and push him in deeper still. Warm sensations in her stomach began to build and she held him closer to her as she neared the edge. Feeling her walls begin to clench around him, Poseidon doubled his efforts and pounded into her harder as he felt the end coming. The sound on Athena's gasps and cries of pleasure fuelled his passion. She soon grunted, biting her lip and curling her toes. Her walls clenched around his member hard and drove him over the edge too.

After they rode out their orgasms and came down from their highs, Athena leaned back against the wall and caught her breath, legs still wrapped steadfastly around Poseidon's waist. She was very impressed that he was still able to hold her up after his orgasm. She stroked his jaw and his stunning deep blue eyes opened, staring deep into her own grey ones she he leaned his face against the gentle touch of her palm. She smiled at him warmly. He didn't quite have the strength and energy to pull out of her and lift her down, so she took it upon herself to lift herself off of him and step down onto the floor, leaning back against the wall for leverage.

The moment her feet touched the floor, Athena wrapped her arms around his neck and buried herself in his chest. Poseidon held her close to him and, feeling spent, leaned them back against the wall to keep them both up. Athena shivered a little at the sudden contact of the cold wall which hadn't seemed to be so cold when they were making love against it, but felt all the warmer with Poseidon wrapped around her. She could hear his soft breathing in her ear as it returned to its normal pace.

"Wow." She finally mustered up the strength to say, still holding onto him for dear life.

"Yeah." Poseidon agreed.

"I think that marks the first time we didn't wait until we reached the bedchambers." Athena chuckled. Poseidon, who finally felt replenished enough to stand on his own, let her go and stood looking down on her, stroking her cheek affectionately.

"With you sometimes I don't have the will to wait." He joked.

"Oh, what would I do without you?" Athena sighed sweetly.

"I promise you, you won't have to find out." Poseidon vowed. Athena beamed up at him.

"I love you." She murmured.

"I love you, too." he replied, kissing her lips softly.