For nearly two hours, she kept up that game. And damn was he good. At some points, he ignored her a little too well for her liking, almost as if he was bored with her and the play that she was creating. Yet like all things, the resolved starts to crumble. It didn't help that the boys would tease him unmercifully, placing condoms and such in his pockets, making him more agitated as she drove him insane. But it was such fun torturing him.

Every chance Feriah had she took it. Brushing her knuckles along his crotch, whispering seductively in his ear, a twirl of her body and blushing grin. Hell, even eating some of the fruits there had him nearly popping out at her, the green of his eyes growing darker with need. She was glad she took Habibah's words to her own, this was more fun than she had planned. Although, he did add some of his own in as well. While dancing, the sly man had his lips dance across her neck and shoulder, sending little shivers down her spine and to her core. The lazed look in his eyes gave way to something more dark and delicious yet he would not let it out in any way, he too would whisper things to her, the deep tone in his voice making her core hot with need. Curse him.

Yet now she found herself outside on the balcony, enjoying the beautiful site of Athens at night. The city having a warm glow as people mingled lightly home and just sunk into the nature of Greece. It was perfect really, not hot or cold, just perfect to linger in the nighttime. Her mind drifted to the day and the reality of what she was, for in truth, she was looking at herself. Well, one day herself. She was to be Athens, a personification, and that still made her mind spin.

"What are you doing Feriah?" she heard him ask.

Glancing back, she saw Hercules nonchalantly leaning on the doorframe, his eyes practically eating her.

She turned her gaze back to the sight, "Nothing, just enjoying the view really."

"Athens is beautiful."

"That it is."

She felt him behind her, his hands resting lightly on her hips, "That it is."

She smiled, feeling his lips brush her shoulder, moving to the curve of her neck. Now he wanted to play. Feriah tilted her head, letting him have a bit of his way before she decided a different path. She felt his tongue dart out to taste her skin, making a small moan emit from her. God, he was good, throughout the whole night, she imagined what he was like under the sheets. How he would take her and love her, how dominating or submissive he was, if he wild or reserved. Everything that came to her, she let it play in her mind.

His hands coaxed up her sides just to gently skim down her arms as she held onto the stone terrace, his fingers brushing along hers as his body leaned into her own. It was then she realized he was holding her there as he nipped at her neck, making sure she didn't escape him like the times before. Well, she just had to amp this up now. Letting him have his fun, she melted lightly into him, letting the night comfort and calm her as he played. She let it go, waiting for the right moment, placing each noise she made at the right moment and finally it came. He had become so infatuated with her neck, he had neglected other spots and this one was going right to home.

As his lips latched onto her shoulder, she lifted her ass and pushed backwards, feeling his arousal against her just to hear him take a sharp breath. Now she had him.

"What's the matter, Hercules?" she practically purred at him.

Silence was all she got for a moment until it went completely cold, "Nothing. Just thought there was something in need."

Wait, what? Feriah turned around to see him saunter away from her, back into the banquet with the others. No way. He was right there, ready to go and lose yet he backed away from her. Alright, maybe he was a bit better than she thought. She quickly darted in, trying to find him, or even the others, hell his president for that matter for he would be near one of them. Yet it was barren of him. Where the hell did he go? Feriah searched the party, seeing the staircase to the roof seating area yet it was barren of life too. The halls, the bar, the floor and tables, all empty of him.

Seeing the other half of the terrace, she made her way over just to be yanked to the side entrance. Her back met the cool wall as someone pushed themselves against her, their lips covering her own, making her mind swirl in passion. There was only one person that could kiss her like that. She felt Hercules's hand skim her side as the other pinned her hands above her head, his one leg between her own as he pressed his body to hers. The kiss was deep and passionate, making her forget her name and how to breath as his tongue darted past her lip to entangle with her own. Feriah wanted to fall into it, to fall into him and forget that there was a banquet or people around. She wanted him and that was final. To hell with the game, she needed him now. She felt her hips move on their own accord, grinding against his thigh as she heard him moan against her, now she was back in the game of winning.

Suddenly it all stopped, "Banquet's ending. Nothing more to do here."

He did not! Sure enough, Feriah felt him leave her, heading back into the crowded room as he left her a hot, panting, horny mess.

"Fuck!" she quietly let out, curse him and this game now.

She needed him and she wasn't waiting for the drive to the apartment or house. She was having him here and...the seating area above caught her attention. There was no one up there nor did anyone really notice that it was there. Fixing herself up, Feriah looked into the room to see Hercules speaking with the three nations, his eyes glancing her way as she smiled at him. Now to bait him back. Swiftly, she moved up the stairs, watching as the people around her paid her no mind yet she could feel his eyes on her back. There was only one more thing left she could do to get him back. Looking back at him she smiled as his brow furrowed in curiosity, she placed her finger to her lips, a gesture of quiet, just to run her tongue along the digit and swivel it around the tip. Now that had him, his eyes widened as his jaw dropped. She giggled at him as she saw the men laughing at him, for then she disappeared behind the door.

Once away from the bustle of the banquet, she gazed out over the land once more. Sitting on the plush cushions that adorned the area, the gentle breeze tickling her skin as she waited for him, the cooling night air giving way to the time and what would be the new day. Yet she didn't mind, in fact, she could've sat like this every day. She felt like royalty in the area, a princess waiting for her prince, except hers was Greece. She let her mind roll over him once more, thinking of how he spoke, how he moved and looked without that damn t-shirt on, how he smiled and how he'd kiss her. Everything about him claimed her mind as she sat there, relaxed and peaceful.

"You are very naughty, mikro gataki." she heard someone say.

Feriah didn't have to turn around to see who it was, his scent blended into the night around her as she felt his heat radiate from his body. Giving a sideways glance, she saw him standing next to her, his body tense as she smiled.

"How so?" she stood up, facing him.

"Oh, you know how so." he replied, coming closer to her, "So, who's going to win this little game of yours?"

"Are you tired of playing?" she asked him, a chuckle leaving her, "Why do you want to know?"

"Well, I had a nice twist to add to it."

Now she was curious, "Really, and the twist is?"

He was practically on top of her, she could feel his breath linger on her cheeks as he smiled down at her. His hands caressed her bare arms as he had them wrap around his neck, his arms wrapping around her middle as he pulled her close.

He smiled down at her, the cheshire grin growing as his eyes seemed to have something hidden within them, "Whoever orgasms first loses."

Feriah knew her face must've been priceless with shock, it did surprise her with what he said. She didn't think that far off but the more it rolled in her head, the more she wanted to have it come true.

"Well, how shall this begin?"

He shrugged, "Beats me. I'm too lazy to do much of anything."

The little devil. Now she felt her blood run hot, he was baiting her as much as she was him earlier, playing her like a deck of cards for the biggest gamble and with it all, her own control snapped.

"Alright. I'll admit I did let the lazy thing go far during that time, but I haven't said anything in a while about it." she saw him smirk at her, knowing that she was throwing in the towel, "But for the love of god Hercules, I have very little patience left now and it is taking everything within me not to throw you on the ground and just fuck you. So please."

He backed away from her, letting her arms fall from his body. She was puzzled by his movement just to see him stand there, arms open as he smiled, "Then undress me."

He was toying with her, had to be, but her control was gone. She flew over to him, ready to rip everything off of him and see the marvel that was him naked and bare.

"Hold it." he said with his hands up, "Just one thing."

Feriah was ready to just pounce on him now, why the hell was he stopping her now?

"You have to take it all off, slowly. And as you do that, I will do the same to you."

He was joking, right? There was no way he was that serious of this, but the more she looked at him, the more it was laying there behind those green orbs. Fuck, he really did play this game well. slowly, Feriah sauntered over to him, letting her fingers trail down his chest as he rested his hands on her shoulder.

"Fine then. So, how long will you last?"

He smirked at her as she removed his tie and began the descent of buttons, "We shall see."

Ever so slowly, Feriah popped the buttons, exposing the familiar t-shirt beneath the button up. Typical. Yet she continued. She pushed off his jacket as the button up fell with it, pulling lightly on the shirt, she untucked it and pulled it over his head, finally viewing him barechested before her. Oh, how she loved his chest. Her fingers graced the muscle and taut skin before her, roving over the plain that was his torso, little scars here and there, proof of his immortality yet for her it defined him even more. In truth, he was beautiful to her.

She felt the pins of the dress fall to the floor as the shoulder came undone, the sash falling down with them as the one shoulder held up the garment. Her fingers traced his pant line, feeling the extreme heat of his arousal behind it as his fingers moved the shoulder piece aside. His lips peppered her shoulders, nearly making her lose her mind as she finally removed the belt and undid his pants. She couldn't wait any longer. Her hand dove below the tight fabric, gathering him in her hand as a shallow gasp left him. Dear god, he felt amazing in her palm.

"Feriah." she heard him grunt out.

She pressed on, moving her fingertip over the slit of him, the light dampness covering it as she moved around the head of him. With a roll of her shoulder and flick of her wrist, the dress was off of her body, well besides her panties. This was really it. No turning back or faking out, this was truly it and by damn was she ready for it.

"Hercules." she managed to say as he kissed the underside of her ear.

"Are you done with slow?"

"Yes. God, please yes."

Before she could say any more, he lifted her against his chest and laid her within the cushions of the area. His lips were attached to her own in a desperate need she wasn't even aware she had. Feriah was just lucky to think straight at that moment as his hips rolled into her own, the friction of the barriers before them just making it worse. His hands graced her breasts, kneading and rolling her buds, sending electric waves to her core and boiling her blood with need. She couldn't stop the noises leaving her throat, every moan and gasp that came was earned by him. His mouth traveled down, latching on a bud as the other was pulled and teased to make her squirm under him. She had heard a rumor from other capitals and nations that Hercules has a strong sex drive and knew what the hell he was doing, but damn he was more than she thought as he guided down her belly. The butterfly kisses tickled her as she felt her panties disappear out of sight. He moved back up to tease the other side, just for his fingers to enter her wet core.

"Hercules!" she nearly screamed.

She wasn't going to last, there was no way, not with what he was doing to her. His fingers scissored and curled in her, finding that sweet spot within that made her see stars. The tight coil was getting hotter as his teeth nibbled on her bud, moving his fingers faster as he somehow held her down. She couldn't sit still, no way she could as his lips moved down her body again only this time they landed on the sensitive nub. Feriah was ready to lose it. His licked and kissed the bundle of nerves as his fingers brought everything forth, ready to snap on his command.

"Sevgili Tanrım, geleceğim." she somehow spoke up.

"Ochi."

"What!" she felt him leave her body, cold and wanting as she desperately reached out for him.

What the hell was that for? She was right there for god sake, ready to spill and crown him the victor in this game. So why- her thoughts were silenced as she felt him lift her hips to his own. His manhood laying wantonly at her opening, begging to be where it belonged.

She felt him lean over her, claiming her lips once more as his head gently slid in, "Are you ready?"

All she could do was nod furiously at him, she couldn't have been more ready. With ease and gentleness, he sheathed himself within her, filling her to the brim with pleasure and awe. He was perfect now. So perfect. His thrusts were easy and cautious as she grew used to him, his one hand caressing her side as the other held her hand, she could see the worry that laid in his eyes. Not only in fear of hurting her but what she had lived with. Feriah reached out to him, cupping his cheek just to wrap her fingers around his neck and pull him down to her. She gave him a deep, passionate kiss, one that she could feel with every fiber of her being.

"You can't hurt me Hercules." she whispered to him, "Please, show me."

She watched as his eyes darkened lightly, the spark of something wilded and untamed coming loose within. Angling her hips against his, he placed her legs over his shoulders, making her feel him in new places, and then he was off. He was jack-hammering into her body at an ungodly speed that nearly had her screaming in pleasure. He was fast, hard, and determined to get her where he wanted her, and if she was to guess, it was seeing the stars above them as she called out his name.

Feriah wasn't sure what was up or down but she knew she didn't want to leave what he was giving her. The depth of his thrusts hitting places she never knew existed, bring a much hotter and stronger coil to its point. Her nails gripped onto his arms as he rolled into her, his gaze never left her, she knew it. Could feel it as it watched her breasts bounce with his actions, when her mouth parted in pleasure, hell every inch of her was being viewed and she could feel it.

Suddenly he stopped, pulling her off the piece and having her straddle his lap, her legs locked around him as her arms wrapped around his neck, just for her to roll her hips against him. Oh, the face he made when she did that. It brought her own release to the brim as she watched him close his eyes, nearly having them rollback as she did it again and again. Finally gaining a steady rhythm, she rocked and bounced her hips against his, skin hitting skin echoing the air as her own pants and moans mixed with it, yet he wasn't as silent either. She would hear him let out a groan when she rolled her hips just right, his own pants hitting her ear as she continued. Although, her play didn't last long.

She found herself on her back, feeling the smooth wood beneath her as he drove into once more with power and determination, one hand holding her leg up as the other held himself at an angle, hitting that spot from earlier. She wasn't going to make it, there was no way. It was out of her control now. She could feel it sit at the top, ready to spill as his own hips grew sporadic.

"Oh God Hercules." she panted out, feeling herself tighten up.

"Come Feriah." he whispered in her ear, "Come for me now."

And she did. Feriah felt her body let go as the waves rolled within her veins, the warm pleasure filling her as she came, milking him to his own release as he slowed and twitched within her. She literally could see the stars before her eyes. Her breath short and quick as she came down from it, feeling Hercules rest his head between her breasts. Dear lord, why did she wait so long with him? Well, she knew now that there wasn't anyone replacing this man...God...Demi-God...Immortal. Oh who cares, she was just happy to have him.

"That was amazing." she got out.

She felt his breath tickle her collar as he chuckled, "Good. I like hearing that."

Feriah smiled, "Did hear the other nations and capital talk about your high sexual appetite."

"Oh? And what did you learn after that?"

"They weren't wrong." she kissed him as she felt him relax against her.

No, not at all were they wrong. He was literally a god meant to make love to her and only her. And that she was perfectly happy with.

"Finally, you got laid." she heard a voice say.

Looking over to the door, she saw Sadiq and Dryas snickering as she heard Gupta telling them off below. Feriahlet out a startled scream as Hercules tried to cover her up.

"Get the hell out of here!" Hercules shouted at them.

She heard the door shut as laughter poured out from behind it. Well, there went that mood. She couldn't help but laugh at the moment with them all, knowing that it would hit the girls in a matter of seconds and they would be demanding to know how it was like and if it was good. But she wasn't one of kissing and telling.

"I apologize about that." he mumbled into her shoulder,"That was his revenge for me."

"Revenge?"

"Dryas and I made the mistake of not knocking once to his office and we walked in on him and Habibah as they were getting pretty hot and heavy."

Feriah couldn't stop the laugh that escaped her, hearing him sigh as he looked down at her, "Hey now it was an accident. Wasn't like I wanted to see that much of him."

"Well, you did and now he got his in." she smiled up at him, "So knock before entering a room, dork."

He leaned down and kissed her, full and longing as his body became a comfortable blanket to her. She fell into the moment, feeling whole and complete with him.

"So then, after having a taste of my appetite, want to sample more?" he asked with a devilish grin.

Feriah couldn't even imagine what else he had up his sleeve, and it excited her even more, "With pleasure."