Echoes of Desire

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Disclaimer: I don't own the Percy Jackson series or its Characters. This is for pure entertainment purposes only. My twist on what happens after The Last Olympian.

Author's notes: IK IK , It's late but I wanted this chapter to be a bit spicy for Apollo. Also there is Music used in this chapter.

Apollo P.O.V

After Hades whisked Percy away, I redirected my frustration toward Dionysus. "Thanks to you, I'm left stranded and now have to assist in sorting out this chaos," I grumbled. Dionysus, as usual, was indifferent, his focus elsewhere as he quipped, "Assist with cleaning? As far as I'm concerned, this is your mess." With a dismissive scoff, he vanished, leaving the lingering scent of grapes.

"Ugh, D," I muttered, "First, I'm left hanging, now this." Surveying the disarray, I tidied the living room, restoring order by straightening furniture and clearing debris.

Ten minutes later, the living room was free of vines and shattered glass. I then proceeded to Hades' library at the rear of the house. Pushing open the double doors, I entered a space that exuded tranquility and intellect. Warm lighting welcomed me, casting a soft glow over the room. Mahogany bookshelves overflowed with a diverse array of books, inviting exploration. Plush seating and a sunlit reading nook offered comfort, while an oak desk adorned with an antique gramophone provided a serene space for study. The scent of aged paper and leather-bound volumes filled the air, accompanied by the soft strains of classical music that enhanced the scholarly ambiance. Large windows framed views of the garden outside, while artwork adorned the walls, adding character and charm to the space. A rolling ladder stood ready for exploration, inviting me to delve deeper into the treasures within. In every corner, there was a palpable reverence for knowledge, creating a cherished sanctuary for its owner.

I approached the gramophone, lifted the needle, and placed both hands on the horn. Closing my eyes, I thought of Thanatos and began to sing a melody unlike any other, a tune that resonated with the solemnity and mystery of the realm of the dead.

The haunting yet beautiful melody rose and fell, weaving a tapestry of sound shimmering with otherworldly energy. With each note, I tapped into the primal forces that govern the passage of souls from the mortal world to the Underworld.

As the melody reached its crescendo, I focused my divine power, infusing the music with my will and intent. With each note, I sent forth a message, a call that transcended the boundaries between realms, a plea for an audience with Thanatos deep into the heart of the Underworld. As the final melody faded from my lips, a quiet stillness settled, and then, with a flicker of the candles around the room, Thanatos appeared before me, ready to answer my summons.

"Lord Apollo," Thanatos acknowledged with a respectful nod, his voice echoing in the cavernous library. "You have summoned me. What is the nature of your request?" I stepped forward, meeting Thanatos' steady gaze with a smile. "Thanatos," I said, gratitude in my tone. "Thank you for coming. We have a situation that requires your expertise."

Thanatos raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "Explain," he prompted.

"We've had a bit of... an incident," I admitted, leading him back into the front of the house. "I cleaned up most of what I could, but the damage is evident. Do you know what builder your Lord uses?"

"I see," Thanatos replied, his voice measured. "Rest assured, Apollo, I shall do what is necessary to repair the damages and restore order to Lord Hades' sanctuary."

I nodded in appreciation. "Thank you, Thanatos," I said sincerely. "Your assistance is greatly appreciated. I'll leave this in your capable hands," I added, making my way to the exit.

As I stormed back to Olympus, frustration churned like a cyclone. Percy's abrupt departure had left me hanging, quite literally, and to compound matters, Dionysus had deserted me to clean up Hades' mess alone. I needed an outlet for my vexation, and who better to lend an ear than my dear sister, Artemis?

Finding Artemis amidst the grandeur of the woodland area of Olympus, I approached her with a hint of surprise in my voice. "Artemis, it's a rare sight to see you here," I exclaimed, my tone carrying a touch of annoyance.

Ever perceptive, Artemis quickly picked up on my mood. "Apollo, I sought you out after your duties, but you were nowhere to be found," she responded cautiously. "What troubles you?"

I heaved a sigh, running a hand through my golden locks. "You wouldn't believe the day I've had," I began, frustration evident. "First, Percy leaves me high and dry before gallivanting off to the Underworld for a meal with Hades. Then, Dionysus decides it's a brilliant idea to leave me to sort out the mess on my lonesome!"

Artemis raised an eyebrow, a mixture of sympathy and amusement flickering across her features. "Percy left you... what?" she repeated, barely suppressing a chuckle.

I shot her a glare. "We were partially nude before Dionysus came and ruined the mood. Artemis, though, that's bad enough! He left me, and I had to contend with the mess Dionysus mostly made solo. And Dionysus, just say he couldn't lift a finger."

Artemis nodded in understanding, though a faint smile lingered. "Sounds like quite the ordeal," she remarked. "But you handled it, didn't you? You always do." I huffed, my frustration abating slightly at her words of encouragement. "Yes, I suppose I did, I summon Thanatos to fix what I couldn't," I admitted. "But it's the principle of the matter! I shouldn't have been left to deal with all of that alone or with blue balls."

Artemis nodded thoughtfully. "Perhaps you should find another distraction," she suggested. "It might do you good."

A spark of excitement ignited within me at the idea. "Actually," I began a mischievous gleam in my eyes, "there's a new club opening on Olympus tonight. I thought I might give it a whirl."

Artemis shook her head with a chuckle. "To each their own," she said before sauntering away.

Watching her depart, I returned to my abode to prepare for the evening ahead. Despite the day's frustrations, I couldn't help but feel a sense of anticipation for the night ahead. As I meticulously groomed myself, determination surged to make the most of the evening despite the setbacks.

The prospect of the new club on Olympus heightened my excitement. It promised a night of revelry and a welcome distraction from my troubles. Opting for my best outfit, I chose white pleated-front pants with a high waist and turn-up hem. Completing the ensemble, I wore a loose, untucked golden silk button up to tie the look together. I set out into the bustling streets of Olympus, the crackling night air and the glow of Olympus guiding my way.

As I stepped up to the club, vibrant beats pulsed through the air, welcoming me into the pulsating crowd, eagerly awaiting entry. The façade resembled a temple, illuminated by a red neon sign declaring "Temptation" above the entrance. I strolled past the line, the doors swinging open effortlessly, granting me immediate access. The atmosphere was electric, drawing me in with irresistible allure, akin to a moth to a flame.

'Cause I may be bad, but I'm perfectly good at it!

Inside, the club unfolded before me a grand spectacle of architectural prowess. Columns adorned with ivy graced the space, while the ceiling boasted verdant foliage, blooming flowers, and flickering candles. Draping white curtains cascaded from the second floor above, adding a touch of ethereal elegance to the ambiance. Surrendering to the rhythm of the music, I made my way toward the bar nestled at the back of the club.

Sex in the air, I don't care, I love the smell of it.

It was evident that Terpsichore, the Muse of dance and music, and Hedone, the goddess of pleasure and enjoyment, presided over the music and atmosphere. Their influence imbued the space with an intoxicating energy, ideally suited to alleviate my... frustration. The bar mirrored the club's aesthetic, its white marble surface adorned with vines and blossoms. A towering mirror behind the bar displayed an impressive array of bottles and fruits, reflecting the bustling activity.

Sticks and stones may break my bones

Navigating through the dancing crowds, I approached the bar where Comus was expertly crafting drinks, and Hebe was serving patrons with effortless grace. "Hebe, how's business tonight?" I inquired, leaning in and glancing around the club before returning my attention to her.

But chains and whips excite me

"Business is booming; you missed the grand opening last week," she replied with a warm smile, deftly taking another drink before giving it to a patron. "So, what can I get for you tonight?" she asked, wiping down her side of the bar.

Na-na-na, come on, come on, come on

"Surprise me," I responded, a grin spreading across my face as I surveyed the club for a pleasant diversion. Suddenly, my attention was captivated by a figure on the dance floor—a mesmerizing blend of masculine and feminine allure. Their complexion reminiscent of a dove's softness, and their curly black locks adorned with a golden leaf hairpiece, exuded a captivating charm. Clad in white leather shorts, a fitted sleeveless red crop top, and knee-high boots, they moved with effortless grace to the pulsating rhythm of the an unexpected moment, a voice sounded behind me. "I trust this will suit your taste," I turned to face the bar where Hebe stood. "It's a concoction I stumbled upon among mortals," she explained, pushing the drink toward me. "They call it the Pacific Sun. Seemed rather fitting for your liking."

I like it, like it, come on, come on, come on

I savored a sip of the passionfruit liqueur infused with Serrano chile, a tropical twist on the classic tequila sunrise. Expressing my approval with a nod, I thanked Hebe. She returned the gesture with a smile before attending to the other patrons at the bar. Turning my attention back to the dance floor, I scanned the crowd in search of the captivating lean figure from earlier. Spotting them amidst the swirling mass of dancers, I moved forward with predatory grace. Slipping in behind the enchanting presence, I engaged in a playful dance, our movements synchronizing with the pulsating rhythm of the music.

I like it , I like it

Bringing my left hand to their hips, I swayed and moved with them in harmony. Another sip of my drink, and I surrendered to the warmth of their body and the rhythm of the music. Sensations tingled across my skin, and desire stirred within me. The allure of the person before me was undeniable. Downing my drink, I placed it on a passing server's tray, freeing my hand to pull them closer. Leaning in, I breathed in their intoxicating scent—a blend of vanilla and patchouli—while my face nestled against their neck.

S, S, S and M, M, M

Their hands gently covered mine, lifting their face so I could meet their gaze. It was Himeros, I knew those greens eyes. Himeros is a youthful and handsome god with delicate features just like his twin Eros but it was their eyes that told them eyes are as green as the amazon rainforest , with full pink lips that looked like they knew depravity and I couldn't help but chuckle at how I hadn't realized it sooner—the signs were unmistakable. He grinned up at me, a temptation I was eager to indulge in.

"Oh, noble Apollo, might you harbor a desire for me tonight?"He purred, his demeanor cocky as if he couldn't feel my arousal pressing against him. Chuckling once more, "I don't know do I?" I replied playfully, a smirk dancing on my lips as I pressed my hardness against him. Two could play this game , I turned him to face me as we continued to dance to the music.

Oh, I love the feeling you bring to me

"Would you care to retire to a more intimate setting, Lord Apollo?" He inquired, his gaze coy as he peered through his lashes. Feeling a surge of primal desire, I tightened my grip on his waist slightly and nodded. "Lead the way, you little temptress," I replied, letting my gaze to wonder on his body again. He took my hand and we began to move through the crowd, the pulsating rhythm of the music seemed to echo the beating of our hearts. The air crackled with anticipation, charged with the promise of what awaited us in this more secluded area of the club. Guided by his lead, we navigated through the throng of gyrating bodies, each step bringing us closer to our destination. Leading me up a flight of stairs leading to the second floor.

Here stood a line of five king-size canopy beds, each evenly spaced to offer a sense of seclusion, their heavy canopy curtains encasing them. Each bed was left open, proudly displaying its adorned frame embellished with orchids and vines, while white sheets and pillows trimmed in gold added a touch of luxury. Himeros walked to one of the beds and frame himsleves against the pillows. It was definitely a .quieter alcove tucked away from the main dance floor, where the ambient lighting cast a soft, romantic glow. With a sly grin, he turned to face me, his eyes sparkling with mischief and desire. I felt a surge of excitement coursing through me as I met his gaze, the anticipation mounting with each passing moment.

It's exactly what I've been yearning for

"Here we are, Lord Apollo," he murmured, his voice low and husky, sending shivers down my spine. "Our own private sanctuary."

"It'll do," I purred, eagerly crawled onto the bed and tugging the curtains loose to envelop us. With my body pressing against his, I leaned in to kiss him, savoring the taste of something sweet, yet subtle, like honey on the breeze. Gently spreading his thighs, I slipped between them, my hands gripping his hips as I maneuvered us so he was on top of me. He ground down into my lap as if he wanted to rub through my pants. Amused, I chuckled, "So impatient, Himeros."

Give it to me strong

He descended along my body until his face met my lap, where Himeros eagerly attended to my cock, emitting soft, contented purrs. "Could you blame me? Lord Apollo, with such a tempting treat before me?" He slid as he slid down my pants. I arched my back, overcome by the sensation of his warm breath against my skin. "You certainly know how to make an one feel wordshipped," I replied with a smirk, running my fingers through his hair. With a playful grin, he continued his ministrations, his lips and tongue sending shivers down my spine. As I surrendered to the pleasure, I couldn't help but marvel at his skill and eagerness. "Himeros," I murmured, lost in the moment, "you truly are a master of your domain." He looked up at me with a mischievous glint in his eyes, his lips still glistening with desire. "I aim to please, my lord," he said, his voice husky with anticipation. With a graceful movement, he opened his mouth wipe slipped my cock down his thoart past those pretty pink lips. I groaned and down back at his face but face I saw had me still as stone I saw Percy, thoses hypnotic sea-green eyes, reminiscent of the ocean tears running down taking me deeper as he sucked and gagged on my cock. The noises he made quickened my pulse, surge of ecstasy washed over me, I grab him by his hair gripping hold his head still with one hand and storking his bottom lips with the other.

* song fades out and new song starts up*

I'm just a bachelor

I thrust deeper until I was completely engulfed in his mouth. Percy choked and gagged, eliciting a primal response that tightened my grip on him. Despite the sensation pulling at my core, the thought of withdrawal never crossed my mind. I ensnared Percy's head between my thighs, ensuring he couldn't escape. Continuing my relentless pace, I sensed him weakening from the lack of air. Briefly pulling my hips back, I allowed Percy a moment to catch his breath.

If you're horny, let's do it

"You can handle it," I purred, a smirk playing on my lips and I continued fucking into his mouth like a sledgehammer. Staring into those beautiful eyes as his tears and snot running down his face to my cock. My hips started to stutter and I slowled groaning and slow thrusting into his mouth , his looked wanton with need staring up at me.

"Such a good , boy for me" I growled out as I bottom out in his throat and slowing into a good rhythm to feel his tongue around me. I pulled all the out to rub my precum all over his lips and nose pushing percy lower to my balls. "I wanna fell your mouth on them," I said and grunted when he eagerly suck on of my balls into his mouth.

Ride it, my pony

"Fuckkkkk," I hissed, pulling back and thrusting my cock quickly back into Percy's throat, controlling the movement of his head as he took me in. With a swift motion, I withdrew, releasing him momentarily.

"Your turn," I breathed out, observing Percy as he used both hands to stroke and kiss my cock, eliciting precum that landed atop his nose, causing my cock to twitch. He took me back into his mouth until I hit the back of his throat, his gagging sending shivers down my spine. "Come on, don't tease," I whispered, lifting my hips to deepen the sensation. Percy groped my balls with his hands as he gagged and swallowed around my cock.

Sittin' here flossing

Lost in the overwhelming pleasure, I surrendered to the intensity of the moment, my breathing ragged as Percy's skilled hands and eager mouth drove me to the brink of ecstasy. Each movement, each touch, sent bolts of pleasure coursing through my body, heightening my arousal to new heights. With each passing moment, the tension built, aching to be released in an explosion of passion and desire.

Send chills up and down your spine

Sensations danced along my skin as Percy continued his relentless assault, his determination matched only by my own. I felt myself teetering on the edge, on the precipice of bliss, as he expertly navigated the delicate balance between pleasure and restraint. And then, with a final, desperate thrust, I plummeted over the edge, waves of ecstasy crashing over me as I surrendered to the overwhelming pleasure of release down his throat.

Juices flowing down your thigh

As the waves of ecstasy subsided, I slowly regained my senses, only to realize that it wasn't Percy but Himeros who knelt before me, his arousal evident in the damp patch on his pants. With a forced nonchalance, I straightened, smoothing out the wrinkles in my attire as I attempted to regain my composure.

"Well," I murmured, my voice strained but steady, "that was... unexpected." I shared a brief glance with Himeros, who seemed oblivious to the inner turmoil raging within me. Himeros, ever the embodiment of carefree charm, grinned back at me. "Unexpected, indeed," he quipped, his tone light and playful. "But sometimes the best moments are the ones we least anticipate."

His words offered a sliver of reassurance, yet I couldn't shake the sense of confusion and unease that lingered in the air after vision of Percy. With a smile, Himeros leaned in for a kiss, and I reciprocated, though my mind raced with conflicting emotions and thoughts. I didn't think I desired Percy more than a conquest. Though to be seeing him when I am with someone else, says otherwise. Despite my efforts to maintain a facade of calm, I couldn't shake the sense of uncertainty that gnawed at me.

"It's getting late," I finally said fixing my pants, breaking the intimate moment, "and I have an early start tomorrow." Despite the unexpected turn of events, I couldn't deny that we had shared a moment of intense passion. "But tonight," I added, forcing a note of sincerity into my voice, "was... enjoyable."

With that, I bid Himeros farewell, the weight of our encounter heavy on my mind as I made my way back to first floor and entrance of the club, contemplating the complexities of desire and longing for Percy in the flickering lights of the club.

Songs used: S&M by Rihanna and Pony by Ginuwine