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Title: Poolside Passion – Writer's Month 2023
Fandom: Percy Jackson and the Olympians / Heroes of Olympus
Disclaimer: All rights reserved to Rick Riordan. Aside from the Gods, they belong to the old Greeks. This fanfiction and its OCs on the other hand are entirely mine. No money is made with this, though reviews are more than welcomed.
Tags: m/m, established relationship, explicit sexual content, anal
Main Pairing: Apollo/Percy
Percy Jackson Character: Perseus Jackson
Godly Character: Apollo
Summary: Prompts: sun + poolside. Percy was enjoying the perks of being the Sun God's consort.
Poolside Passion
Writer's Month 2023
One of the greatest perks of being the consort of the Sun God was that it was always sunny whenever Percy wanted it to be sunny, because his husband shone brightly on him.
One of the greatest perks of being the Rain God was that it was never sunny when Percy didn't want it to be and that there was always a gentle, pleasant shower of soothing water when he desired it.
When he had accepted godhood after the Titan War, he hadn't been sure about it just yet. While many aspects of the weather were taken by gods, rain itself and rain alone – without a storm – had no particular god, so when asked what realm he wanted, he did not desire to be one of many, countless Sea Gods. If he were to be a god, he wanted to have his own thing. So he became the god of rain when he was granted godhood. Something he hadn't wanted to accept at first, but then came to realize that any favor he asked of the gods was likely to be ignored, because the gods did whatever they wanted. If he were to be a god though, he could watch out for them to do as they owed. And he would be able to do so for longer – because there were generations of demigods to come after his death, and they would be back to square one.
Being a weather god however meant that he was working very closely together with Apollo, the sun riser, Zeus, the thunderer, and of course Poseidon, the storm bringer. Now, his dad was one matter, their relationship grew fonder as they worked together now and Poseidon seemed very proud of his Rain God of a son. Zeus, well, Zeus was Zeus, but Percy appreciated that he could keep a close eye on the king. And then there was Apollo. Hot, sexy, cheeky Apollo, on whom Percy might have had a crush during the war already. Working with him however – and being equals, in a way – changed their dynamic. Percy was no longer the wide-eyed young kid who was overwhelmed by the sexuality crisis that this hot god gave him. He was a self-assured young man now, who had fought in a war and aided in another one (for his position of godhood, and his uniformity of only having one aspect, unlike the majority of other gods, had allowed him to meddle and help his friends during the Giant War, in a manner he wouldn't have been able to as yet another demigod pawn).
That self-assured young man had found the courage to approach Apollo, on one sunny day that inexplicably had a warm summer rain, and kiss him in the orange light of the setting sun, after oh-so many months of working together, and of fighting side by side during the Giant War as two of the few gods unaffected by the identity crisis between Roman and Greek. Perhaps that, more than anything else, had forged them together. To stand together, fight together.
A childish teen crush had blossomed into genuine love, and their feelings led to a beautiful relationship that was crowned by a marriage proposal in the purple light of daybreak and a wedding more glorious than anything Olympus had seen in centuries.
"Hello, raindrop."
Percy was laying sprawled out on a sunchair at their private pool behind their mansion on Olympus, relaxed and sleepy, until he heard that voice, and that nickname. A lazy grin spread over his lips as he rolled over enough to face his husband. Even after years of marriage, he still got a small, choked noise from Apollo when the Sun God saw his husband in all his naked glory.
"Hey, sunshine," Percy stretched out some. "Had a good day at work?"
"Yeah, sure," Apollo nodded sharply. "But it looks like I'll have an even better evening at home."
Percy smacked his lips together to keep the grin down. Getting up from his chair, Percy walked over to Apollo, wrapping his arms around his husband and leaning in for a slow kiss. He loved the way Apollo tasted, somehow exactly how Percy imagined sunshine to taste. Apollo's hands wandered down Percy's side, until he could cup Percy's ass, give it the lightest of squeezes before hoisting Percy up by it. With a yelp did Percy wrap his legs around Apollo's waist, allowing the blonde to carry him off. Not toward the house where their bedroom was located though. No, toward the pool. Another yelp came from Percy as Apollo just walked over the edge, into the pool. Water splashed around them and Percy breathed in deeply as he was submerged into the salt-water pool.
"Polly!" Percy gasped as they emerged from the water.
"Yes, darling?" Apollo grinned, pleased and teasing at the same time.
Rolling his eyes, Percy simply went ahead and kissed his husband. His fingers entangled in golden curls as he pulled Apollo deeper into the kiss. Once more, his husband's hands started roaming his body, this time with much more intend. Feeling him up, tracing his muscles. A gasp escaped Percy when daring fingers finally wrapped around his hard cock. They massaged him with cunning, like a musician playing his favorite instrument. And just like a musician, Apollo was drawing out all of his favorite noises from his beloved consort.
"I missed you all day," Apollo trailed kisses along Percy's neck and shoulder between each word.
"Perhaps I could be persuaded to join you in the chariot tomorrow," Percy interrupted himself with a particularly breathless gasp as Apollo's fingers pushed between his cheeks. "Perhaps."
Apollo smirked against his skin. "Let's make that a definite then."
At that, his fingers brushed ever so lightly over Percy's hole, teasing him. Apollo's other hand was still busying itself with massaging Percy's cock. When Apollo actually pushed a finger in, Percy mewled against him, burying his face in his husband's neck. A pleased laugh came from Apollo and he was quick to add a second finger, pushing them in deeper and pulling them apart to stretch his lover for what was yet to come. Percy was clinging onto Apollo, the only thing that kept him afloat as he was lost in the passion of the moment.
"Let go of me so we can move on," Apollo requested, nudging Percy.
Displeased, Percy obeyed, and instead held onto the tiled rim of the pool, back facing Apollo. The blonde pulled his fingers out while trailing kisses up Percy's spine, until his mouth could once more latch onto his lover's neck. Kissing and suckling, intend to leave a mark that would show everyone in the morning just whose beloved consort Lord Perseus was.
His hands grasped Percy's hips to hold him in place as he entered his love, inch by inch slipping into Percy's hole, stretching him wider. Percy's knuckles turned white as he clung tighter onto the tiles. With each thrust of Apollo, the water in the pool started to move, waves of waves rising higher with Percy's pleasure rising. By Percy's climax, cold rain showered them both just as the pool acted like the sea during a storm. Percy gasped out, leaning against Apollo as both of them rode out their respective orgasms and the water around them calmed down.
"Consider me persuades, sunshine."
~*~ The End ~*~
Author's note: You say sun and poolside, I say Apercy fucking at a pool. This one was VERY clear to me the moment I saw the prompts together ;D