HELLO ALL-THIS IS A LEMON CHAPTER. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK! (Okay there's no real 'risk' per se but still, if you're not interested don't force yourself to read this. It holds little plot significance except a graphical description of the events which happened after chapter 5 of 'Huntress'.) a small recap of this chapter will be put at the top of chapter 7, so that the little plot significance this chapter has can be presented with as little smut as possible.

(I'm aware that there is a minor difference between smut and lemon-this is a lemon because it's probably not intertwined with the whole story.)

Anyway-if you aren't comfortable with smut/lemons you should back out. Don't complain if you read it and then feel sorry for yourself.

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Still here? Don't say I didn't warn you.

Artemis was mentally preparing herself in her tent.

Dinner had ended an hour ago, and she was waiting for Persia to enter her tent.

She wasn't a fan of having Persia come over to…ah, help her , Aphrodite said it was the only viable solution. Apparently her pent up lust was too great and she needed to release it with the help of her 'mate'.

Not that she knew what it meant, nor did she know how Persia became her mate, though she had a few theories.

A knock on the entrance's supporting beam brought her back to reality. "Come on in," she said, aware of her soft tone.

The tent zipper opened, and a head of raven hair poked past the tent flap before Persia stepped into the tent. "Milady, you needed me?" Persia said, and though Artemis tried to respond, her gaze was glued to Persia.

She looked gorgeous, with her head shyly bowed, bangs spilling and covering her face slightly. Her hair was let down, with some cascading over her shoulders and the rest over her back. Her eyes still glowed slightly, and her cheeks were tinged slightly pink.

Artemis opened her mouth and closed it, but no sound came out. She was stunned, speechless as her eyes soaked in the sight in front of her. She'd stolen glances here and there throughout Persia's short stay within the hunt, but…this was new.

Well, not really because she had admired Persia before in her tent before, but still.

"Milady?"

Artemis was snapped out of her trance as she heard Persia's voice. "Yes," Horribly aware of a growing blush on her face, she ordered Persia, "Come here."

Persia obeyed quickly, coming to a stop when she reached Artemis' side.

"Sit." Artemis said, Patting on the bed behind her. Persia obeyed, sitting down on the bed. "Milady, what do you need help with?" She asked, and Artemis sighed.

"Persia…I've got a problem, a big one." Persia looked up, worried. "Milady?" She asked, and Artemis sighed again.

"I'm…oh great, I don't know how to say this," she began, "I'm…attracted to you."

Persia's head shot up as she looked at Artemis. "Milady-what-"

"Yes…and I have a problem. Ever since I saw you, my…um, lust, has grown exponentially, and I can't hold it in. Um, Aphrodite said there was one solution though, and it's to, um, have you…"

Artemis trailed off, and Persia looked at her with confusion. "Um, Milady, what do you want me to do?"

Artemis sighed again, bowing her head as she thought of how she should approach this issue.

Just say it.

No! I am a proud goddess and I'm not doing this.

Do. It.

Oh, fine...she cleared her throat and spoke. "I, ah, I…"

No. She couldn't.

DAMN IT! JUST SAY IT TO HER FACE! It's not like you have a problem communicating with her, isn't there?

Fine! Just shut up!

Looking at Persia, she resumed, "I…need you to ah, touch…touch me…" she dipped her head, her face was redder than a tomato, and she sneaked a glance at Persia's reaction to her words.

Persia's eyes widened to the size of dinner plates. "What?! But-Milady!"

"Just do it!" Artemis yelled, startling Persia with anger. Shocked by the sudden burst of anger from her mistress, Persia shrunk back and Artemis deflated.

"I-oh, I'm sorry Persia…but please. This is the only solution, and…well, I'm not happy with it but please. I…beg of you."

Persia sighed but nodded. "Very well, Milady…very well. As you command."

Artemis nodded and crawled onto the bed, before ridding herself of her shorts. "Why are you averting your eyes?" Artemis asked as she noticed Persia looking elsewhere. "M-Milady, you aren't dec-decent…"

Artemis growled in frustration. "Are you kidding me? You're gonna touch me, so just get over with it. Do you expect to not look at me when you do it?"

"I-yes, Milady. Sorry, Milady." She said as she crawled onto the bed. "Um, Milady…do you want to do it now?"

"You seem awfully shy," Artemis said as she looked at Persia.

"Um-yeah, Milady, because…well, I've never done this before."

Silence.

"What…how?"

"Milady…I turned into a female like almost two days ago. As a guy, I never had a girlfriend. And…well, I've never had this experience before…" Persia said, head bowed as she blushed in embarrassment.

"…Okay." Artemis said, shocked. This was going nowhere, she thought. Screw it, I'm taking the lead.

Crawling over to Persia, she put a hand under her chin and tilted her head up. "Persia," she said, taking in the face of the beautiful girl, don't worry. I'll…um, demonstrate."

Both of them stared at each other for a few moments, their breaths increasingly heavy, caressing each other's faces, before Artemis finally gave into her inner lust. Closing the distance quickly she crashed her lips into Persia's, eliciting a startled squeak from the other girl as she fell backwards. Artemis cupped her cheeks as she fell with her, ending up on top of Persia as she grabbed Artemis' neck and pulled her down, deepening the kiss.

Artemis had never felt anything like this before. It felt like electricity was flowing all over her body, her lips were tingling, and her mind was turning to mush. She let out an unintentional moan as she felt the soft lips of Persia press against hers, half-lidded silver eyes staring into green and crimson ones.

Persia gently nibbled on Artemis' lower lip, and Artemis moaned slightly at the contact. Persia took this as a sign to deepen the kiss, and soon Artemis felt a wet tongue sliding between her lips, prodding for entrance. She didn't know what to do, and opened her mouth, allowing Persia's tongue to enter. Unused to this feeling, she pushed her tongue out and pushed against Persia's, soon turning the kiss into a battle of dominance.

The smell of hormones and lust began permeating throughout the tent as Persia flipped positions, with Artemis beneath her as they continued their heated makeout session, only breaking up for air. "M-Milady, what do I um, do now?" Persia asked, and Artemis, blushing slightly, reached a hand out and pulled her to her side, cuddling her firmly. "Now, you touch me." She said, blushing slightly at her own wording.

"Uh-sure, Milady…but how?" Artemis turned even redder as she grabbed Persia's hand and guided it to her crotch. "I-well, I haven't touched myself a lot but…" Persia smirked slightly. "Then it's my job to make you feel…good?"

"Yeah."

Before she could continue and tell Persia what to do, she shrieked as Persia's fingers touched her clit. "Um-Milady, am I doing anything wrong?" "N-no, keep…keep doing that, it feels good, please Persia…" Artemis groaned as she held Persia's hand and pressed it against her lower lips, which were positively leaking by now.

She moaned as Persia's hand began moving against her lower lips, rubbing her own fluids against her clit. Besides her, Persia squirmed slightly as she buried her head in the crook of Artemis' neck. "Ar-Artemis, why do I feel like my c-crotch is heating u-up?"

With a shock, Artemis realized that Persia was enjoying this too…she just didn't realize it. A sly grin appeared on her face as she looked at Persia.

"Well, let me show you what to do then, my dear Persia…" she grinned as her hands snaked towards Persia's waist.

Artemis, don't do this! A part of her brain argued, but her other half disagreed.

Oh, to hell with it. The other half of her brain said, and she agreed for once. Grabbing Persia's waist, she slipped a hand down her jeans, Persia squeaked in surprise before she moaned in pleasure as Artemis' finger slipped past her panties and massaged her clit. "A-art-artemis-s, I-oh, ohhhh…" Persia began, but was moaning so much she couldn't form sentences.

Why was she doing this? She didn't know…but it felt right.

"Ar-arty, keep-keep going, feel g-good," Persia moaned out as her muscles tensed. Her crotch was heating up so much, and she felt like a water balloon was filling in her privates, about to burst. Her face was flushed and her hair was messy, legs intertwined with Artemis' as she burrowed into her side, moaning into her neck.

Her rational side was screaming at her to stop. Artemis, you shouldn't be doing this with a maiden!

Of course, lust and passion overrode her rational thoughts, and Artemis snaked a hand around Persia's waist and squeezed her firm ass. "A-arty!" She didn't even know where that nickname came from, but it sounded…nice. Slipping a finger past Persia's clit, she was rewarded with a loud moan. She wiggled it, finding Persia's walls surprisingly tight, before she felt Persia's walls clamping down in her finger and a hot wetness squirting out over her finger.

"A-arty, c-c-cu-cum!" Persia moaned out, arching her back before she screamed in pleasure. Her slim frame was shaking, her mouth open in a silent 'o' as she squirted juices all over Artemis' finger, before she fell limp and slowly snuggled up to Artemis, panting.

"Arty, that-that felt…amazing," she said between pants. "Now…do I have to do it to you?"

She was rewarded by a cheeky grin accompanied by a heavy blush.

Artemis…nooooooo….her brain moaned, but lust clouded her thoughts and fogged her mind. She was snapped back to reality as Persia's lips crashed into hers, the shy, innocent girl replaced by an aggressive and passionate girl. Their tongues battled for dominance, but Persia ultimately won, rolling on top of Artemis and straddling her. Both of them continued the passionate kiss until the need for air broke them apart, leaving them staring at each other, their warm breaths and pants mingling. Artemis was painfully aware of every detail on Persia's face, her cute freckles, her eyes darkened and glowing with lust and love.

Without any warning, Artemis found her partner pinning her hands above her head, before her shirt was pulled off her. She squirmed, but then squealed as Persia attacked her breasts, swirling her tongue around her erect nipples as she gently palmed the other one. "O-oh, god, Persiaaaa…" Artemis moaned, "why are you d-doing this?"

"To make you feel good." Persia grinned, her eyes clouded by lust as she attacked her breasts. Artemis let out another moan, before screaming in pleasure as Persia lightly bit down on one of her nipples. "PERSIA-A-A!" She screamed, pleasure coursing through her body like waves, indescribable pleasure flowing through her nerves and fogging her mind.

"P-Persia," Artemis groaned once the pleasure subsided, "it's n-not fair. You're still dressed."

"Oh, am I now?" Persia purred into Artemis' ear, making her shiver, before pulling her own T-shirt off her head and throwing it into a corner. She quickly unbuttoned her jeans, before pulling them off and snuggling up besides Artemis. "Now, Milady, is this fair?" She asked, her shyness and nervousness all gone, replaced by a ravenette filled with lust and desire. "Yeah…" Artemis moaned, before sucking in a large mouthful of air as Persia fingered her clit. "O-oh!" She moaned, pleasure building in her crotch, as she buckled against Persia's hand, desperately rubbing on it for more pleasure. Absently, she moved a hand back to Persia's lower lips and stuck a finger in them, earning her a squeal and pleasured moans.

The tent was filled by a beautiful chorus of moans and screams of pleasure as both females fingered each other. Persia's lips found their way to Artemis' chest as the goddess felt the unfamiliar feeling of an orgasm impending, her lower regions pooling up with liquid fire, begging for release. Wetness emanated from between her folds as she arched her back and screamed in pleasure.

A few moments later, Artemis felt her lower region explode in pleasure, waves of electricity rocking through her body as her privates erupted in an orgasm, love juice squirting all over Persia's finger. A moment later, Persia also reached her climax, clear fluids leaking out of her clit and splattering all over Artemis' hands.

Both of them were hazily aware of the white glow that momentarily surrounded them.

A/N: And that's the lemon chapter done.

Both Persia and Artemis may seem OOC for this chapter, and I apologize for that because I really am inexperienced in writing Lemon/ smut and similar stuff. I'll try to get them to feel regret for this and continue their character arc (I really dunno how to write shy sex okay) but also feel pleasure and realize they enjoy this, and finally come to terms with their relationship.

Anyway, next chapter will be out soon. Stay tuned, and I'll hopefully see you in the next chapter.