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Title: The Mark of Perseus – Athena's Gratitude
Fandom: Percy Jackson and the Olympians / Heroes of Olympus; replacing Mark of Athena
PJatO Disclaimer: All rights reserved to Rick Riordan for he created the awesomeness that is Nico di Angelo. And everything else related to Percy Jackson and the Olympians / Heroes of Olympus. Aside from the Gods, of course. They are all copyright by the old Greeks. This fanfiction on the other hand is entirely mine. No money is made with this, though reviews are more than welcomed.
Warnings: shounen-ai, moresomes, incest, bondage, explicit intercourse, anal, oral, mpreg, shoujo-ai, hetero
Godly Main Pairings: Poseidon/Percy, Hades/Percy, Zeus/Percy, Ares/Percy, Apollo/Percy, Hephaestus/Percy, Hermes/Percy, Dionysus/Percy, Triton/Percy, Thanatos/Percy
Demi-Godly Main Pairings: Nico/Percy, Octavian/Percy, Stolls/Percy, Jason/Percy
Side Pairings: Stolls/Nico, Frank/Hazel/Leo, Jason/Leo, Octavian/Leo, Reyna/Piper/Annabeth, Jake/Will, Chris/Clarisse, Malcolm/Katie, Grover/Juniper, Tyson/Ella, Paul/Sally, Zeus/Hera (past), Poseidon/Amphitrite (past), Luke/Percy (past)
Percy Jackson Characters: Perseus Jackson, Nico di Angelo, Travis Stoll, Connor Stoll, Jason Grace, Leo Valdez, Hazel Levesque, Frank Zhang, Annabeth Chase, Piper McLean, Reyna Avila Ramírez-Arellano, Octavian Simmons, Rachel Elizabeth Dare, Thalia Grace, Clarisse la Rue, Chris Rodriguez, Katie Gardner, Malcolm Cage, Lou Ellen, Austin Barton, Kayla Hein, Will Solace, Jake Mason, Nyssa Black, Grover Underwood, Tyson, Ella, Sally Blofis, Paul Blofis, Mrs. O'Leary, Blackjack, Arion, Scipio, Tempest
Gods: Poseidon, Hades, Zeus, Ares, Apollo, Hephaestus, Hermes, Dionysus, Triton, Thanatos
Summary: Reunited with his Greek family, Percy has to to rescue his Nico. While also making new friends, reconnecting with his godly lovers who occasionally visit and dealing with the aftermath of his time kidnapped by Hera. There is also the matter of saving the world.
The Mark of Perseus
Athena's Gratitude
Chapter 3: Bacchus and Vulcan
Maybe paranoia was not the best thing to have when on an important mission, Percy mused. The morning meeting had been a boring blur. He wasn't great on strategy and such, he preferred the marching-in-kicking-butt kind of way. Gratefully enough, he wasn't the only one thinking so. So he had spend breakfast pouting with Clarisse and letting her bring him up to speed on what was going on at Camp Half-Blood since he had disappeared. And then the day went downhill. Because what happened next wasn't a blur due to his short attention-span, but due to the eidolon possessing him. Though there was one thing in Kansas that he remembered very vividly...
"Percy Jackson", purred the velvety voice, sounding like fine wine.
"Well, they did tell us to meet Mister D in Kansas", muttered Jason next to Percy unimpressed.
"Yeah", nodded Percy, patting Jason's arm. "You and Chris, go and give me a... minute."
"Make it ten. Don't look at me like that, Jackson. I've spend much time waiting for you and Mr. D to 'finish up'. Come on, Jason, let's give him some time", grunted Chris, beckoning Jason over.
"Hey... Bacchus, nice to meet you", smirked Percy wickedly, wrapping his arms around the wine god's neck. "You... happy to see me again? I think Jay and Chris just abandoned me as sacrifice."
"That is a sacrifice I can deal with", growled Bacchus, gripping Percy's hips tightly.
Percy's smirk turned even more wicked as he slowly pulled Bacchus' toga up enough to reveal the god's erection. Was it time for lunch yet? Well, Percy sure felt hungry at that moment. He knew he didn't have much time, knew that Chris and Jason were close by, but who was he to pass this opportunity of having Bacchus' dick down his throat? Out of all of his lovers, he enjoyed giving Dionysus a blowjob more than any other, because his cum had this tingly taste of fine wine. He grabbed onto Bacchus' hips to hold himself up some as he started to eagerly lap at the hard cock in front of his face. Just like his other lovers, he could practically feel the shift in Bacchus' body, settling somewhere in between his Roman and Greek form. Coming at ease. Engulfing the whole length of his lover in a swift and well-trained movement, Percy started to please the Wine God as though his life depended on it. It was like a primal urge, now that Percy was back, fully back, not just from the island with Hera, but also back to having his memories. Now he was clinging to what he remembered, to the love he remembered. To the lovers he remembered. Because he couldn't shake off that feeling of losing everything again. His memories. His lovers. The safety.
"My, my, you're eager today, my boy", groaned Bacchus pleased, thrusting deep down Percy's throat while fisting the boy's hair. "Ah, such delicate heat. This is how I prefer your mouth. Filled with my cock instead of giving snark comeback."
Percy growled around the cock, having quite the snarky comeback on the tip of his tongue, but also having his mouth too full to give said comeback. Though his growl had one good effect, because as though on command did the Greek-Roman come down Percy's throat. Which sadly was about the last thing Percy remembered, as previously mentioned. The next thing he knew was the adorable Latino hovering above with, together with Kayla and Austin from Apollo Cabin.
"What happened?", grunted Percy confused.
"Well, what's the last thing you remember?", asked Kayla, pushing Leo out of the way.
"Giving Dionysus a blowjob", replied the son of Poseidon nonchalantly.
"You really come around a lot", muttered Leo as he sat down next to the bed.
No, not next to Percy's bed. That was just a coincident, that Percy was laying in the bed next to Jason's. The son of Jupiter was still unconscious though. It made Percy smile slightly to see how Leo took Jason's hand into his own, interlacing their fingers. The Latino was a very tender boy.
"You and Jason were possessed by eidolons. The same thing that had possessed Leo and made him attack Camp Jupiter", explained Austin, checking Percy's reflexes. "But Piper used her charmspeak to exorcise them from you two. And Lou used her magic to protect us all from any further possession. Very anticlimatic. It was not how I pictured an exorcism to be. A little disappointing."
"I'm so sorry. I'll try and you a better show next time", deadpanned Percy and crawled out of the bed. "I feel fine. I'll be in my cabin, resting. Yes, resting, I promise. But don't make me stay here."
Austin and Kayla exchanged a look before they nodded reluctantly. Giving them a brilliantly blinding smile, Percy fled the infirmary, leaving Leo to stare after him curiously. After a short glance to his still unconscious boyfriend, Leo hastily stood and followed the son of Poseidon.
"Uhm... Percy? Can we... Can we talk?", asked Leo timidly as he knocked on the cabin door.
"Sure?", nodded Percy slowly from where he sat on the big bed, sprawled like a cat. "What about?"
"H—How many lovers do you have?", wanted the Latino to know as he cautiously sat down too.
Percy stared inquisitive at the curious son of Hephaestus, unsure where this was going. "My dad, Hades, Zeus, Ares, Apollo, Hermes, Dionysus... uhm, your dad... Triton, Thanatos, Nico, Travis, Connor and Octavian, which makes it... fourteen lovers. Wow. Doesn't feel that much."
"How do you do it? I mean, how do handle so many boyfriends? Without one feeling neglected or two of them fighting... f—for your attention?", asked Leo, looking obviously troubled.
"Ah. It's about Tavy and Jason?", smirked Percy knowingly, placing a hand on Leo's leg. "It's about making them all feel loved. My boys, my gods, they know I love them all. I made your dad and Ares not fight. I got my dad, Hades and Zeus to get along and agree. Because they know I don't love one of them more than the other. They know they're all loved equally. And they know they won't get any if they fight. Try that on Tavy and Jason. No-sex-if-you-don't-behave is a good method."
"And... do you... do you want Jason...?", wanted Leo to know, fidgeting with his hands.
"He's hot. And cocky like his dad", grinned Percy amused. "But he's also honorable and strong. I do... like that, yes. But he's your boyfriend. Do you have a... problem with it?"
"No!", exclaimed Leo and shook his head hastily. "I mean, I... I sleep with one of your boyfriends too, it would be very egoistic to deny you Jay. Because Jay is amazing... It's... fine."
"I'm proud of you, you have a big heart, Leo", grunted a dark, amused voice.
Leo jumped slightly and turned to look at his father. "D—Dad? Oh. You're here for Percy, right?"
"Partially", nodded Vulcan slowly and stepped up to the bed, placing a fatherly hand on Leo's shoulder. "I'm also here to check on you. You did good, building the Argo II to find my lost Sea Prince. I'm proud of what you achieved so far, Leo Valdez. And I know you will do even greater."
"T—Thanks, dad", mumbled Leo and blushed brightly under the praise.
"Go and check on your boyfriend", said Vulcan firmly. "I would like to have a... word with Percy."
"Uh", grunted Leo and shuddered. "Things I don't want to picture. See you later, Perce."
Percy laughed slightly as he waved Leo off. The door barely shut before Percy felt himself being pressed into the mattress by the firm, large frame of Vulcan. The Sea Prince had to admit, the Roman smith was a little more edgy and hotter than his Greek version.
"You know how sweet I find it when you gods get all fatherly toward your kids", smiled Percy.
"I do", agreed Vulcan with a fond smile. "But I didn't come here to impress you with that. I meant what I said. Even though he didn't know you, he still worked so very hard to help. He's a good boy and I am proud of him. I just hope... the lovers he chooses will be right..."
"That is so incredibly sweet of you", murmured Percy and kissed the god. "Make love to me?"
"Always, my sweetling", nodded Vulcan and trailed kisses down Percy's throat. "You were dearly missed. I think Venus missed you most of all. I have to confess, me and Mars, we did... fight a little more than usually, what with you gone. It was driving her completely crazy."
"I missed her too", laughed Percy amused. "And you. All of you. My gods."
His hand roamed Vulcan's strong body, tugging demandingly on the clothes that were between him and his price. Though the god soon took care of that, freeing both of them from the annoying fabric and leaving them naked on the bed. Lust overwhelmed Percy. As much as a blowjob on the street was appreciated, having sex in a proper bed, now that was something entirely different. Better.
"You just decided to drop by and check on Leo and me?", whispered Percy.
"No. I also made something for you. Since you gave the other one away to the augur", replied Vulcan and presented a brooch to Percy. "I also send one to Thanatos, I figured that would be in your... will. He looked at me ridiculed when I gave it to him though."
Percy nodded and hummed softly, while pumping Vulcan's cock fast. He felt the throbbing between his legs, the longing of being filled with the thickness. Hephaestus however knew him well enough and thrust a thick, calloused finger into Percy's eagerly twitching hole. Moaning delighted, Percy arched his back as the other large hand cupped his balls. His own hands slipped from Hephaestus' cock up the broad chest and around Vulcan's neck, holding onto the god while the smith prepared him with those deliciously calloused hands of his. The touch was rough, rougher than from most of his lovers because he could feel that this god was working with his hands on a regular base. He also noticed that by the cunning way Vulcan touched him. As though Percy was a machine and Vulcan knew exactly which buttons to press to get which sound or reaction from the Sea Prince.
"You look pretty", noticed Vulcan as he licked over a rosy nipple. "Roughed up. And I like the hair. Makes you look wild, now that they're a little longer. Like a diamond in the rouge."
"Want to put me onto a piece of jewelry?", asked Percy teasingly.
"I'd rather put jewelry on you", replied Vulcan amused. "Because I have plenty of those waiting for you. While you were gone, about every god available gave me specific orders for gifts for you, for once you'd return to us. To shower you in precious things and show how precious you are."
"Oh, presents, yay", laughed the son of Poseidon. "I can't wait until this... storm calms down..."
Vulcan refrained from answering, instead he kissed the Sea Prince roughly. They all hoped for the war to end, for the splitting headaches to die down so they could concentrate on one aspect of themselves again. But they were also all afraid. They knew the biggest heroes had achieved their fame by dying. Heroes died, young. That was just what they did. But what about Percy...?
"Are you going to actually fuck me at any point this night?", questioned Percy a little amused.
"I'm sorry, my mind wandered", grunted Hephaestus, hoisting Percy's legs up.
Percy just grinned up at his lover, thinking that Vulcan was too busy planning some kind of new gadget or toy, like always. It was what he loved about Hephaestus so much, his mind was constantly trying to find something new, to make something remarkable, never satisfied, always yearning for more. Percy gasped in the middle of his thought as he felt his lover entering him, stretching him far and wide. Leaning back, Percy enjoyed the soft and comfortable feeling of a mattress beneath him and the firm warmth of his godly boyfriend above him. Hephaestus thrust hard and in such a steady rhythm as though he himself was a machine too, working to a max to please Percy, programmed to hit his prostate and bring immense pleasure to the Sea Prince. Which was very much appreciated by the son of Poseidon, who just laid there and took what joy Vulcan was ready to deliver. It was nice for a change to just lean back and enjoy the touch and pleasure. Normally, he enjoyed being in charge more. Commanding his gods what to do. It was kind of a kick, having the great Olympians at his beck and call, obeying his wishes and desires. But after weeks on the street, being pampered and taken care of was a blessing. So he just laid there and took what Vulcan had to give. And he had to give a lot. Hard thrusts, slow brushes of his prostate, determined jerks on his cock. Yes, it didn't take him long to feel the tense tightness of his approaching orgasm, all of his muscles straining just for a second before he went completely and blissfully limb. It was the best feeling in the world, those split seconds when his mind went absolutely blank. No worries, no fears, no memories.
"I love the way you unfold when you cum", murmured Vulcan mesmerized. "Like a masterpiece."
Percy just hummed in answer, enjoying the post-orgasmic bliss and the feeling of being filled by his lover. The god slowly pulled out of him and laid down behind him, pulling Percy close to his chest. The warmth and safety of an Olympian god cuddling him after amazing sex soon lulled the son of Poseidon into an easy slumber, even though he had problems falling asleep these days.
/break\
As peaceful as falling asleep had been, waking up was pure horror. He trashed and gasped, sweat running down his forehead. It was close to a miracle that he didn't wake Travis and Connor, but the Stolls were so curled together, they were completely out cold. Panting hard, Percy looked wildly around. But he was in their cabin, safe. On board of the Argo II. With his heart thumping like a wild rabbit did Percy crawl out of the bed. He didn't want to wake Con and Trav up.
Aimlessly wandering around for a couple of minutes, his feet led him down to the stables. Arion and Scipio were bickering, something they had been doing since they first met. And even Tempest was there, half a cloud though, sizzling with electricity. It had surprised most of the crew that the horses wanted to stay close. Percy assumed that Arion just stayed because he loved riling Tempest up and bickering with Scipio. And Scipio and Blackjack had stayed out of loyalty. Even though they could be flying free, it would take too long for them to get to the Argo II if they were really needed. If something came up, it would be better to have their pegasi at the ready and well-rested instead of tired from following the ship. Though the storm-spirit was one that even confused Percy...
"Hey, Blackjack", smiled Percy, caressing his friend's mate. "What are you doing?"
"I was in the middle of flirting, boss", complained the stallion embarrassed.
The son of Poseidon frowned confused, looking between Blackjack and Tempest a couple of times before it dawned him. Blushing brightly, he gaped at them wide-eyed. That explained why Tempest was sticking around. The storm-spirit whined in a nearly taunting way as he glared at Percy and rubbed his face against Blackjack's neck tenderly.
"Uhm... s—sorry for interrupting", mumbled the son of Poseidon and took a step back. "I'll... give you some... uhm... privacy? Yeah. Just... ignore that I'm here."
He walked over to another corner and got comfortable in the hay, curling together in himself. Though he didn't get much time to think to himself, because after only a few minutes did someone sit down next to him. Turning slightly, he looked at the grinning blonde in the nightgown.
"I wouldn't have thought you'd miss out on a free night with Travis and Connor", teased Annabeth.
"I wouldn't have thought you'd miss out on an opportunity of wooing Reyna", replied Percy.
"Oh no, you don't turn this on me", hissed the daughter of Athena and blushed slightly. "I followed you when I heard you stalking around in the hallway. Why aren't you asleep, Perce?"
"Had a nightmare. Dream. Whatever", muttered Percy, wrapping his arms around his legs and resting his chin on top of his knees. "About Nico. In a jar. With two giants. I don't like my Ghost King being stuck in a jar with two giants. I just... I had hoped to come back to peace. To making out with my boyfriends, sunning at the beach, hanging out with you guys... not to... war. Not to Nico going through freaking Tartarus on his way to solve another stupid prophecy. I... He's dying in there. He doesn't have much air. He won't survive for long. If we can't save him... If I can't save him..."
"We will save him", promised Annabeth, placing a calming hand on Percy's shoulder.
They remained silent for a few moments, Percy trying not to listen to Tempest's dirty talk or Arion's foul language. Sometimes it was hard being a son of Poseidon. Horses were crazy.
"What happened to you, Percy?", asked Annabeth after what felt like hours. "Please, you need to talk to someone. You're... darker. Angry. Frustrated? Definitely hurt. But you won't talk. The Stolls already complained about it. I just... want you to be okay. What happened?"
"Hera... she... took something from me", answered Percy softly, frowning upset.
"What did she do to you, Percy?", asked Annabeth, a little firmer.
Her arm slipped around his shoulder, half hugging him. He melted into the embrace from his big sister. Annabeth felt safe. Felt like family. Family was just what he needed at the moment.
"She used me... to... create a weapon", whispered the son of Poseidon, his eyes closed.
"How? I mean, Leo, yeah. Totally see that happening. Me, maybe too. But... you? Creating a weapon?", muttered the blonde girl highly confused. "How did she do that?"
"With some godly magic", laughed Percy roughly, darkly. "A weapon for this war. Gaia had tried to rise in the thirties, remember? Do you really think none of the gods had noticed that? Hera was aware that Gaia was trying to come back and with the new prophecy, it wasn't much of a guess to assume that this big threat would be Gaia. So she used me to create the ultimate weapon."
"What in the world could that be?", inquired the daughter of Athena curiously.
"Only the union of a god and a demigod can slay a giant. Hera used me to create the ultimate union between a god and a demigod. S—She somehow, I don't know, she used the magic on me when I was on Olympus, that one night that I spend with all of my gods... I was... I was pregnant with a child, half god and half demigod", answered Percy, his voice shallow. "It's not much of a surprise, really. Thinking about all the monsters and creatures born to the gods, but... This child, this child was fathered by all the male Olympian gods. That's why she hid me away for so many months while she had released Jason right away. She had me hidden with magic, with some helpers. There are always helpers. She told them she knew how to win the dawning war. So some gods helped her, hid me with magic. When she was banished to Calypso's island, she had finally found the perfect place to keep me supervised... She didn't harm me. Not physically. She couldn't risk hurting the baby. B—But when the time came... When... I—I only got to see him once, the goddess that helped me with the birth, some minor goddess, I've never seen her before, she let me hold him once..."
Annabeth gulped hard, her throat try, but her eyes wet. With their heritage, with the creatures and gods they dealt with on a daily basis, nothing about this seemed impossible. A pregnant boy, a child with eight fathers. No, looking at their family tree, there surely had been weirder things happening. Still, this was not some distant myth about a freaky pregnancy, this was her Percy.
"What was he like?", asked Annabeth softly, running her fingers through his hair.
"He was perfect, Annie", answered Percy with the saddest smile possible, tears running down his cheeks. "He had those chubby, little cheeks and h—he... he smiled at me, when I held him. He smiled at me and his eyes... They were... They were silver... Not just gray or something like that, no, pure silver. T—The goddess, she said it was because he is something new. Because he's special."
"Of course he is, seaweed brain", huffed Annabeth, trying to lighten the mood as she hugged her best friend as close as possible. "He's my nephew, after all."
"His name is Jackson", continued the Sea Prince in a soft voice. "I mean, he's immortal, like his dads, and I don't think I remember a god with a last name, so I figured once I turn immortal, I want... I want something to remind me and it's a beautiful name, right? Jackie."
"Jackson", repeated Annabeth and smiled slighted. "I think it's a good choice. Oh, I can already see all the goddesses swamping him with presents and pretty clothes once we get him back."
"Do you... Do you think we can... get him back?", asked Percy and looked up at her with those large, hopeful and kind of broken eyes. "If we can't get Nico back, it will break my heart, but... if I never get to see my baby again... W—What if she hurts him? Breaks him? What good can a baby be for her? What... What is she going to do with my son...?"
"I don't know", admitted Annabeth – and never before had not knowing hurt the daughter of Athena as much as in this one moment. "B—But I know we will. We will find him and save him and you will get to hold your son again and I'll get to be an awesome aunt and everything will be fine." She hesitated for a second, looking down at the crying mess that was her best friend. "Do they know?"
"No", mumbled Percy and shook his head. "I didn't even know I was pregnant until the island. And afterward... I failed, Annie. I let her took my son. H—How could I tell them that I failed...? Please, I don't want them to know. They can't know. Not until Jackson is safe. Please, Annie."
"It's okay", cooed Annabeth softly, caressing his hair. "It's alright. You didn't fail. It'll be fine."
Author's note: Yes, I'm still alive. Sorry for the long wait. Next chapter will have Neptune and Mars~