Chapter 12 - Home
Percy's gaze flickered to Kronos, lips quirking up slightly as he did so.
The Titan had blue cookie crumbs on his chin. "Kronos," he said, gesturing to his own chin, because as amusing as it was, he figured the Titan wouldn't appreciate him forgetting to mention it. Kronos swiped at his chin, removing the blue crumbs.
"It's good," Kronos gravely informed Sally. "Very good."
"Thank you," Sally said stiffly. Of course, just because she was being somewhat polite – Kronos could just snap his fingers and turn her to ash on the spot – did not mean that she was suddenly fine with having the Titan in her house.
Paul, Percy's step-father, sat stiffly next to Sally looking like he'd rather return to wherever he'd been in the day. "I'm sorry," Paul said, "but this is a little confusing to me. I'm still new to this whole new… world."
Kronos quirked an eyebrow. "New world? We were around before mortals were an idea. Your world is the new one."
That seemed to make Paul look like he was rethinking his entire life-choice as he stared at Kronos. He muttered something under his breath before getting up and retreating to the kitchen. Kronos seemed particularly pleased with his reaction, lounging back against the back of the couch he was sprawled across.
Percy nudged him. "Be nice."
Kronos cackled. "What? Me. But I'm always nice, Jackson."
"You're a foul liar."
"True," Kronos conceded, looking rather amused.
Paul returned with a beer in hand. "Right," he said, "would you mind repeating the explanation?"
Kronos muttered something extremely rude under his breath in Greek. Percy kicked him. "Hey – rude." He turned back to face his mother and step-father. "So I presented as an alpha and decided that Kronos was going to be mine-" his eyes flicked over to the omega's scowling face. "- not, of course, that Kronos belongs to anyone – but I mated with him. He then handed himself over 'cus his army was being massacred – sorry – and he didn't want them to die so they got to go free if he did so. The gods say he's got to stay with me, so… I mean, it sorta makes sense, right? We're mated."
Sally's eyes narrowed at Percy. "And when did the mating take place?"
"Uh…"
"Percy, you're not eighteen yet," Sally said sharply.
"Yeah – I know."
"Technically," Kronos said, "the general age for adulthood for our… family is fifteen."
"It's not in ours," Sally said flatly.
"Mom," Percy groaned. He figured it was a good thing that he'd left out Kronos' manipulations and his heat. His mother would not be impressed with him then. "Please – I love him." Kronos jerked next to him, eyes flicking searchingly in the alpha's direction, his surprise evident. "Sure, he's an asshole sometimes. But still."
Sally frowned as she observed Percy, so Percy tried to make himself look pleading, begging her to allow Kronos to stay. Finally, Sally switched her gaze to Kronos. "How do I know you won't murder us in our sleep?"
Kronos shrugged. "You don't," he easily replied. "But the lives of my siblings may very well depend on me. I don't know how closely the gods are watching them, if they've managed to slip beneath the radar yet or not. I kill you, our bargain will be broken, and they'll be hunted down and killed. I suppose you'll just have to trust that I care for my siblings."
"So you're a hostage," Sally said.
The Titan nodded stiffly. "I suppose. I swore an oath on the Styx to Zeus – the bastard – to cooperate. Not to attempt another coup."
"Really?" Percy questioned.
"Yes," Kronos said sourly.
"I won't trust him alone in my house," Sally said finally. "Which just means that he'll have to go to school with you when it starts again."
A look of utter horror crossed Kronos' face. "That… may be the worst idea I have ever heard."
Sally shrugged loosely. "Paul, could you get him enrolled?"
The teacher looked rather horrified at the thought of having a Titan Lord in his classes, but nevertheless he nodded. "Not looking like that, but yes."
Percy nudged Kronos. "Younger, Kronos. About my age."
"I am not-"
"Please? It'll make school more bearable for me, Kronos," Percy pleaded. The Titan sighed, before his features changed very slightly – enough to make him look approximately sixteen and no longer around twenty. His jawline softened, other features also becoming more youthful.
"How's that?" Kronos questioned.
Percy stared at him in stunned silence. "Uh… you…"
Sally sighed, but took pity on her awestruck son. There was an odd expression in her eyes as she did so. "It'll work," she said.
Work? It'll work? That was the best his mom could say? "You look amazing," Percy said.
As flawless as every other immortal, Kronos' skin seemed to shine. While he had the same calculative look in his golden eyes as he did usually, it wasn't so prominent when surrounded by the features of youth.
"Your eyes," Sally said. "They will also need to change."
Kronos frowned, but his eyes slowly shimmered into a brilliant green. Not like the green of the sea – like Percy's eyes – but the sharp, bright green of a lush rainforest that hid and sheltered lethal organisms. But still Kronos kept clear cut remnants of gold in his eyes.
The omega tilted his head, waiting for their approval. Paul, who had been staring in amazement through the entire process, stared at Kronos in utter disbelief. "Does that work on us too, or can you only do it to yourself?"
Sally nudged him.
"What? It's the cure for growing old!"
Kronos crossed his arms, looking a mix between amused and irritated. "Only me," he confirmed. "Only immortals."
Percy's mother rose to her feet. "Percy," she said, "there's another batch of cookies in the oven. You wouldn't mind helping me, would you?"
The alpha nodded. "Of course," he promised, moving to follow after his mom. He could feel Kronos' eyes on his back, and really his mom wasn't at all subtle about that. "Yeah?" He questioned, lowering his voice slightly as he entered the kitchen. He wasn't sure just how good Kronos' hearing was.
"You actually love him. Why?"
Percy pressed his lips together. "I… he's complicated. Very complicated. But despite everything – sure, he's probably almost definitely a genuine psychopath. But there's more to him than just the front he puts up, I can see it."
"There's something bothering you," Sally noted. "Percy, you know you can tell me anything?" She questioned, opening the oven door and taking out the next batch of cookies. "Absolutely anything."
"The gods offered me immortality," Percy admitted to her. "And I turned them down. I'm just… being immortal, I'd have more power to protective everyone around me. But I'd have to watch you all aging and eventually dying."
"Oh, Percy," Sally murmured, drawing him into a hug. "It's your decision, of course it is."
"But I've still got the Curse of Achilles," Percy reminded his mom. "I'm not gonna be taken down by a monster any time soon. I'm not leaving you, mom."
Sally returned to the cookies, moving them onto another plate. "Oh good. Then you can keep your omega in there under control while he's here."
Percy beamed. "Thanks, mom," he grinned.
"He's not sleeping in your bed."
The alpha sighed. "Mom-"
"Absolutely not," Sally said firmly as she re-entered the living room. "You hear that, mister?" She demanded, placing the cookies down before turning sharply to face the omega and planting her hands on her hips as she frowned down at the Titan Lord. "He's only sixteen, so you'll be sleeping on an air mattress or this couch."
"Immortals don't really sleep, mom," Percy said. "But he can have my bed. I don't want to force him to be downgraded onto an air mattress."
Kronos huffed, crossing his arms. "I'll manage," he said, accepting Percy's obvious challenge.
"Great," Percy said happily, reaching for another cookie.
The omega blinked. For some reason, he suddenly didn't seem happy with Percy. Kronos reached for another cookie himself, snatching up the one that Percy was reaching for with a faint scowl.
"Now, I hope you don't mind a question from the teacher side of me? I used to teach ancient history, you see," Paul said, gathering their attention back onto him. Kronos' eyes narrowed with suspicion, but he didn't immediately say no so Paul forged onward. "Did you truly eat your own children-" Percy's eyes widened in horror, because Kronos' reactions to that question had been particularly violent so far, and the omega's eyes were starting to glower at the mortal, "- or is eaten a translation error from Ancient Greek?"
Kronos snorted softly. "In a way, yes." His anger had disappeared just like that as he observed the mortal. "The translation is more along the lines of devouring. And not physically. In our true forms, we're pure, explosive energy. I was in my true form at the time, so it is more like I surrounded them and so imprisoned them when I once again took on a mortal form by suddenly condensing my mass. Hence – devoured. It was completely harmless, I don't see why they're still so hung up over it all. I was going to let them out."
"Really?" Percy asked in bewilderment.
"Well, eventually, yes. I would have." At Percy's look of disbelief, he scowled. "I'm an omega, Perseus. As much as I despise it. All of my instincts were telling me to release them, to care for them." At the look of disgust that crossed his omega's face, Percy couldn't deny the despair that he felt. Kronos had entirely no interest in following his instincts. He scowled in Percy's direction – and yes, he was definitely suddenly upset with the alpha, what had he done wrong? "I have my pack," he defended. "My siblings. Nieces, nephews. Whom else do I need?"
Me? Percy bit his tongue before he could answer.
Paul hummed. "And what's it like being an omega in a society practically ruled by alphas?"
The Titan snorted. "You realise I do rule Othrys? Olympus is ruled by alphas. Othrys is ruled by an omega. While I may have had Rh… an alpha in the past, and she did not hesitate to make her opinions known, it was me whom the others always obeyed. Othrys simply has a better opinion than the entirety of the rest of the world."
Percy rose to his feet. "Maybe we should set up the air mattress?"
"Yes," Sally said, "of course. You remember where it is?"
"Yeah," Percy assured her. "Come on," he said reaching out to Kronos with one hand and snatching the blue cookies up with the other. Kronos accepted Percy's hand and allowed the demigod to intertwine their fingers together.
It took some manoeuvring to get the deflated air mattress out of the basement and even more to get it up the stairs, if only because Kronos let Percy struggle with it alone and simply hovered with his hands buried deep into the pockets of his jeans.
Percy's eyes flicked out the window of his room, noting that night had descended over them whilst they'd been talking to his mother and step-father. He grabbed the pump that he'd dug out and set to work at pumping the mattress up, only to hear a hissing as the air was expelled through a hole.
"No," Percy groaned, "come on."
Kronos snorted in amusement.
"Shush." Percy heard a snap of fingers, and then the air mattress was suddenly inflated beneath him and the holes were all magically filled in. "Okay, really?"
The omega shrugged rather carelessly. "You looked like you were struggling," Kronos said, flopping down onto Percy's bed.
"Yeah." Percy huffed. "Thanks." He stared around at his room.
"It's small."
"Really?"
Kronos breathed out deeply. "Even my cell in Tartarus was larger than this room."
Percy stared at him. "I reckon this is a lot more comfortable though."
"I suppose," Kronos mused. "We'll find out."
"So, no Poseidon to stop anything from happening," Percy said rather bluntly.
Kronos hummed. "No overprotectively meddling godling," he agreed.
"My mom said you're not allowed on the bed."
"I'm not a dog, Perseus. I am allowed on the bed if I want to be. Besides, you talk back to me and the gods, and you always ignore them. But you listen to your mother?"
"Don't you?" Percy questioned.
Kronos recoiled slightly, evidently not expecting the question to be turned back onto him. "That's a slightly different situation."
To be far, his mother was a Primordial goddess. Not listening to her would be akin to suicide. "Okay, sure," Percy admitted. "But my mother's put up with me for my entire life. I figure she deserves some respect for that at least."
Kronos just smiled slightly before he slipped under the covers. "You going to join me or will I have to do it all myself?"
Percy's brain practically short-circuited before rebooting. He dove across the room to shut his door before hopping back as he struggled to get his clothes off, carelessly kicking his shorts across the floor.
Kronos – the cheater – had already removed his clothes by use of magic when Percy joined him under the covers. The omega rather eagerly met Percy's lips with his own, shifting around on the bed until he was beneath his alpha.
Percy groaned lowly as the omega grasped his dick. "Kronos – my mom-"
"They won't hear," Kronos promised. In response, the alpha kissed him again, demanding entrance. The omega seemed content to allow him.
Finally, when Percy had to take a breath – damn his mortal lungs – he smiled, their breaths mingling. "You seem rather eager," he murmured, letting his own hands slip between Kronos' thighs.
"I've been sleeping next to you for several nights while your blasted father has been cock-blocking you. Yes I'm eager."
Percy smirked, pressing a finger into Kronos' entrance. The omega groaned softly, the hand that was still working wonders on Percy's dick tightening slightly. "Gods above," Percy swore.
"Mentioning them while having sex with a Titan will never go down well, Perseus," Kronos said fiercely.
In response, Percy slipped a second finger into him and a third soon after. "I'll have to try to keep that in mind."
It really didn't take much effort or movement from Kronos until Percy was ready, so the alpha tried to preoccupy himself with the omega's mouth and mate mark while he stretched him out. Percy pressed a trail of kisses down the omega's chest, stopping at his stomach before returning to his lips.
Kronos hummed, pressing himself further towards Percy and allowing him to settle between his legs.
"Good?" Percy questioned. Kronos hooked his legs around his alpha's in response and Percy grinned, taking his fingers out and replacing them with his penis. He slowly slid forward as he leant over Kronos to kiss him.
Kronos seemed rather satisfied, happily accepting the kiss with his own. He shifted, easily dragging Percy closer. The alpha yelped, before he grinned and deepened the kiss himself, twining one hand beneath Kronos' head so he could get a better angle of attack. Percy thrust his hips forward, taking Kronos' actions to mean that he wanted the alpha to start moving.
The omega groaned lowly, the sound rumbling deep in his throat. Hands grasped for purchase, eventually managing to scrabble for a tenuous hold on Percy's back, Kronos still somehow keeping himself in place with his legs. As Percy started picking up the pace, the omega's hands dipped lower. And lower, until eventually – simply by chance – the omega's fingers brushed over the small of Percy's back.
The alpha gasped, jerking away from the touch on his sensitive Achilles Heel. One glance at the omega's face – the gleefully vicious smile – had Percy scowling and sharply thrusting harder and deeper than before. Kronos' smile fell away, replaced by a low moan as his alpha fucked him.
But, still Kronos was laughing. "Did I just find your Heel?" Percy growled in response, increasing his pace and Kronos' laugh melded seamlessly into a gasp. "Shit – bastard."
Percy abruptly found himself unable to pull out as his dick swelled. He sighed, attempting to bury himself deep within the omega before he came with a sharp gasp. It took him another few minutes to get the Titan off too, cum spilling over his abdomen and the sheets.
Percy collapsed over the Titan's chest, feeling his steady breathing causing his stomach to swell. Percy smiled faintly. "Guess I really can't keep up," he murmured to Kronos. He felt as if he'd ran a marathon, but Kronos was barely sweating.
Kronos didn't say anything in response – he didn't have to, both of them knew it was true – but his fingers trailed over Percy's Achilles Heel. The demigod shuddered slightly, lifting his gaze to meet Kronos' once again golden eyes. The omega evenly returned his stare – challenging – as he again ran his fingers over the small of Percy's back, and a small smile flickered over his lips.
"I love you," Percy quietly murmured to the omega, pressing his lips to the underside of his throat.
The Titan purred slightly in response, his throat vibrating as he did so, but didn't say the words in return. Percy's heart felt hollowed out and he sighed, but turned his nose towards Kronos so he could fall asleep to the scent of the omega.
Kronos didn't remove his hand, keeping it near his Achilles Heel. Percy tried to pretend that it didn't worry him, but was more than aware that the Titan could probably hear his heartbeat roaring in his ears, could feel it through their touching skin.
Percy shut his eyes.
So next chapter Kronos will briefly be in school for a single day before he causes problems for Percy - because let's be realistic here, Kronos won't last long in any mortal school.
Wolfheart01: Ha, somewhat cuddly. Kronos has his limits. Yes, there will be more of them like that.
ShadowsClaw: Oh, he is. Honestly he's past the point of caring atm.
GAY: FAGGET / I figured I'd leave your beautiful comment here for everyone to see. And no, I am not. Also, I've been called far worse by my own siblings because they're assholes xD.
Maya21098: Sally's rightfully wary, but she's willing to see how it goes, because she can see that Percy actually does care for him.
That Weirdo Writer: Thanks :).
