The Dove and the Boar, part one

With the duel won, I was now back in my chamber. From the large open windows I can see the last traces of sun going down, lighting up the sky and the strong wind hinted at another storm coming. I took a deep breath. While I had lots of changes planned when I take over Olympus, the constant, refreshing storms are not one of them.

I turned back, carefully removing the armour and hanging it along with my new sword on the wall, lightly groaning all the way. As magical as they are, even they couldn't fully blunt Clarisse's fearsome attacks and my entire body ached.

As soon as I was done I stiffened, as I felt an unnaturally strong, and a surprisingly pleasant smelling breeze behind me. I knew what that was. She was here. Just like I guessed after getting all the information. I knew she would come after I defeated her lover, too intrigued not to do so. Man gods are predictable. Or maybe they are just normal people and living for thousands of years had just made it easier for their patterns to be predicted.

All these thoughts went through my head as I slowly steadied my nerves, knowing that the goddess would be in the form I find most appealing. I took a deep breath and turned around. And there she was. Aphrodite. The oldest Olympian, the goddess of love and beauty and sex.

She was lying on my bed provocatively, head on hand. Even lying down, I can see she's a very tall, fit and attractive woman, though simply calling Aphrodite 'attractive' is a crime in and of itself. Long blonde hair streamed past a heart shaped face and sharp gray eyes, all the way to her waist. Her legs, her arms, her breasts, all were... perfect. It's not an exaggeration, there were simply no fault in them. She was wearing a simple gold circlet, studded with rubies, around her head... and nothing else.

Aphrodite climbed out of my bed, very slowly so my eyes would focus on her shapely legs. Then she sauntered over to me, without saying a word, sharp grey eyes fixed on me. Even as she did so, her features blurred slightly and shifted. I had expected this. When someone is close, Aphrodite can sense what they find most appealing in a partner and can change accordingly. She had come initially looking a bit like an older Annabeth, but now she changed. Her long dark blonde hair grew lighter, looking almost like spun gold. Her eyes went green, then blue, and settled somewhere in between. A small, sexy, trimmed bush grew between Aphrodite's legs, and her nipples turned a shade darker. My mouth went dry.

The love goddess sauntered over to me, and stopped when we were so close that our breath mingled. "Hello," she chirped.

That one breath nearly made my knees buckle. Her voice was an exquisite melody being poured into my ears.

"My lady," I said, marveling at how steady and calm my own voice sounded despite how I was feeling, even though I had trained myself for this. I gave the customary bow to the goddess, but she was so close that as my head was bent the tips of my hair grazed her chest.

Seemingly not having felt that, Aphrodite circled me, inspecting me like a peace of meat shown off in a store. "Hmm," she mused. "I thought maybe you would be more impressive up close, but I guess I was wrong."

I immediately realized this as the most basic weapon in Aphrodite's seduction arsenal (other than showing up to one's room fully nude of course); she's trying to remind and reinforce how way out of league she is to me, so that when she finally makes her move, I would be falling to my knees in gratitude.

"I guess you were," I said nonchalantly, calmly removing the smaller pieces of armour tied to my arms.

"Still, that was a great victory you had," Aphrodite said, quickly backtracking as she quickly realized that method won't work. "Though I didn't expect you to humiliate the poor Ares girl so much. Every camper talks about you like you are their best friend, father figure and celebrity crush combined."

The comparison pleased me and I couldn't help but smile. "I did humiliate her. But I assure you that she enjoyed it. And tonight, I will visit her room and... reward Clarisse for her faithful service."

"Is that so?" Aphrodite asked, eyes filled with genuine mirth. She does love scandals, the more sexual the better. She has now jumped on the mantlepiece, sitting on it and waving her shapely legs like a carefree school girl, though I knew it was all part of the seduction process. "And here I thought you were the romantic Romeo for poor Annabeth."

I shrugged. "I did invite Annabeth," I said truthfully. "But she decided to spend time with Piper. Your daughter knows a lot about pleasing a man, and she's very willing to teach."

Aphrodite was stunned, and after a few moments of silence she threw back her head and gave a long, genuine laugh. "Well, well. That girl likes to play the prude, but turns out she's mommy's daughter after all. Though I do fear what the implications are for Jason in this case. Isn't he such a close friend to you?"

"Of course. I'm not a complete bastard you know," I said, telling my first lie to Aphrodite in the entire conversation. "Jason knows. He loves to watch. And if Annabeth decides if he was a really good boy, she even allows him to touch."

"I see," Aphrodite said, now very much entertained. "So... Annabeth, Piper, Clarisse... who else? Hazel Levesque seems to follow you around like a lost puppy as well. But then so do all girls from the Camp, it seems. "

I gave a mysterious smile and shrugged carelessly, which seemed to have intrigued the goddess even more. She climbed down the mantel and walked towards me seductively.

"And have you ever been with a goddess," she asked, putting a hand on my not so impressive chest and stroking it as if I had some hard abs underneath.

"About five or so, from the top of my head," I said casually.

The goddess' mouth fell open. "Ooh tell me!"

"I will not," I said with a smile. "If I break discretion about a goddess, what will happen to me? I don't want to end up as a gecko."

"Oh please," Aphrodite scoffed. "If you really feared divine wrath, you wouldn't have antagonized Ares so. Just because I like to act like a bimbo doesn't mean I'm actually one."

"My apologies for underestimating you then. Still, I can't tell you."

"Fine, keep your secrets then," the goddess pouted, fully convinced that she will be able to coax out the names before the end of the day. She was now glued to my body, rubbing her legs along mine, while showering my neck with kisses. "Well at least I'm glad that you have some prior example of handling us. It would make this much more... pleasurable."

I couldn't help myself. One hand snaked up, resting on one of Aphrodite's perfect tits, a thumb going over the nipple.

"Well what are you waiting for?" she said, whispering in my ear. "Take off your clothes. Or would you prefer if I do it for you?"

I carefully took off my hand off her tit and spoke in a measured, polite tone. "I'm sorry my lady, but I rather not."

For a moment, the only noise was the wind outside. "What?"

"Don't get me wrong, I appreciate the offer. But I did promise Clarisse I'll visit her tonight, so I can't waste any more time on you."

The goddess looked at me as if I'm speaking gibberish, which to her it was. No one rejects Aphrodite. It simply was not done. Then, the goddess gave a shaky laugh. "You are refusing to spend time with me so you can go fuck that - that flat chested muscle freak?"

"Who is a loyal friend and supporter of mine," I said firmly.

Aphrodite was flabbergasted. Nothing like this has ever happened to the oldest Olympian. "Do you have some sort of mental illness?" she asked, not out of evil, but because she literally could not comprehend what I was saying. "Don't you understand what I'm offering you?"

"Pussy," I said, with a shrug. "And other assorted holes."

More silence.

"You aren't saying anything, meaning I am correct. If so, I should point out that I already have a bunch of other whores. So unless you have something new to offer, I suggest you stop insulting my followers and leave."

"Do you know who you are talking to boy?" Aphrodite asked, her nostrils flaring, the Divine Perfection looking not so perfect anymore. Her eyes gleamed in pink, a colour that I didn't associate with danger until now. "I could destroy you right now, if you wish. Not just your life, but your very soul."

"Oh you most definitely can. But think about the long term consequences. I am the head of Camp Half-Blood. And I just humiliated your boyfriend. If you kill me, the Olympians will have to punish you. And yes, I know what you are thinking, that you would be able to get away with the usual Olympian nepotism and favouritism. But think again. Remember how I said that I fucked almost half the Olympian council? You hurt me, they, and all my other followers, will hunt you down to the ends of the Earth and beyond to give you the justice you deserve."

Aphrodite stopped. She still looked beyond furious, but she must also have sensed the truth in what I said, the iron certainty behind my words. Then, with a gust of wind that shook everything in the room, she was gone.

I sighed and sat down on the bed. I didn't realize how tense I was during the whole affair.

"Well, that was intense," a feminine voice said from behind me.

I jumped and looked around. Annabeth was standing behind me, an infuriating grin on her face and her invisibility cap now clutched in her hands. As always when I saw her, my eyes roamed over her body, barely concealed by the slutty camp uniform.

"How long have you been standing there?" I grumbled.

"Long enough, master" the blonde said cheekily. She sauntered over to me and knelt down. I expected her hands to go for my cock, but showing some incredible restraint, they didn't. Instead, one of Annabeth's hands massgaged my leg while the other untied the laces, which to be honest was more welcome at the moment that a blowjob. "Hazel sensed an unauthorized visitor and I rushed as fast as I could to inform you. But when I saw it was, I decided to stay around for the show."

"A polite girl would have left."

"But I'm a bad one. Maybe you should punish me? It's been so long."

"What's the point? You are just going to enjoy it."

Annabeth giggled as she removed my shoe. "May I ask you a question, master?"

"Hmm?"

"Why did you do it? Reject her, I mean. Aphrodite is obviously hot, and I know that you will make her part of your harem eventually, so why wait?"

I pretended to think about it. Meanwhile, a strange wet sensation enveloped my left big toe. I sat uptight and found Annabeth sucking on it. She gave me a wink. We've never done anything feet related before, because that was never my thing. But this wasn't about feet. Not really. Those feet have been sweating inside boots for hours but now Annabeth is devouring it like it's the tastiest shit ever. It was about power. And gods damn her this girl knows exactly what I want.

So I patted her head fondly and started answering her question. "The reason I didn't fuck Aphrodite is because she wasn't interested in me. Not really. She was interested by the idea of me, a man that humiliated her powerful boyfriend. But had I given into her now and fucked her, my mystery would be gone, and she would have gone back to Ares, and that wouldn't do."

Before I could finish, Annabeth took my toe out of her mouth, wiped a string of saliva hanging off her chin and ginned. "I think you are severely underestimating the pull you have on ladies, master."

I smiled. "Maybe. But it's better to not let these things get determined by chance. And I know what you are thinking, but I can't use my powers on her either. See, my entire plan from this point onwards, plan A at least, depends on something Aphrodite has, something that must be given to me willingly, without any mental compulsions. And this is what all of this was for, to be honest. I humiliated Ares knowing that that will get Aphrodite's attention. And I rejected her knowing she will not take it well. Aphrodite is the most vain of the Olympians, which in itself means quite a lot, and she has never been rejected before. By rejecting her, I basically made her absolutely desire, no crave, my attention and validation. And that's how I will get her."

There was silence once again. I was waiting for Annabeth to ask what the thing I wanted was, but it didn't come. She must have realized that since I didn't said it initially, I wasn't ready to share the information just yet, and so she didn't ask anything. Instead, Annabeth's hands slowly moved upwards to my crotch, even as she kept her feet at my mouth.

Unfortunately, before anything could happen, the door banged open, and Piper stumbled in. Immediately I noticed several things, like how she was panting and how she had hastily put on the old, 'proper' uniform, over the regular one.

Piper opened her mouth to speak, before noticing what Annabeth was doing, and looked at me accusingly. "Hey no fair, you said that you weren't into that stuff!"

I smiled. "I swear it isn't what it looks like. Now, why did you barge in?"

"Oh, yeah," Piper said, gulping. "Master, Ares is here at your office. He's demanding an immediate audience and he doesn't look happy.