The Start of A New Day

Waking up to Flumen‘s body draped over yours is starting to become one of your favorite things. Her body is warm and supple and lightly running your fingers over her slender curves as she hums in her sleep makes you smile. It’s early enough that you can engage in some talk before you have to get up for the day.

She groggily stirs and smiles sleepily at you before she presses her lips against yours.

So she doesn’t want to talk.

You smile into the kiss and she opens her mouth in a clear invitation which you happily accept. She rolls over so she’s on top of you and your hands slide down to her waist as you relish her smooth skin. You wonder briefly if her smooth skin is a benefit of being a naiad or if the beautiful women you had sex with are just that soft. One of her hands lower from your neck to wander the expanse of your chest before drifting down to your hips. You both had forgone clothing after last night and while it was natural with Flumen and you had no problems with it, you probably shouldn’t get too comfortable with that habit. It’d be awkward to explain to your brothers why you suddenly began to sleep in the nude (when they return of course).

You chuckle and gently catch her wrists, pulling away from her mouth so you can talk, “Hey, while I would love a round, I want to get some work in today. I don’t want to spend all morning filling my horny naiad.”

She pouts, “Bored of me already?”

You let out an amused sigh and roll over pinning her to the bed, “Tired of your body? Never. But if you’re feeling doubts, let me clear them up for you.”

You grind your erection against her clit and she whines, “Don’t tease me! Put it in!”

You gently nip at her neck and continue rocking, “Are you sure you can’t ask nicely? Might make me more inclined.”

“Please shove your dick in me and fuck me!” She growls.

You laugh at her irritation and shove your cock inside her, the potion may have increased you sexual appetite or whatever, but Flumen was naturally this demanding once you promised to make her pregnant.

Good thing the day’s only just started, best get a move on in satisfying her. You weren’t lying when you said you wanted to get some work done. You could — charitably — classify your recent acts in the bedroom as ‘stamina’ training, but your not about to swing your cock like a sword at a monster ever and you are not seducing them either. You pull her on top of you and bounce her with an accompanying thrust upwards while fondling her sensitive breasts. She lets out a pleased staccato of grunts, gasps, and whimpers as you focus on making sure she gets off completely (you’d feel horrible about it if you don’t). You personally want to make this a part of your morning everyday, but there is a silent understanding that these little trysts can’t last forever — you can’t exactly explain how you know your brothers will be back — but they will be and frankly you won’t even be able to have her in your bed.

A certain part of you is very unhappy about that.

Flumen comes with a cry before she leans over you as you inadvertently sheath yourself fully inside her and she trembles through the sensations. You let out a gasp as you nearly snapped at her slamming down on you as her pussy squeezed hard on your cock. You roughly run you hand up and down her back as she lifts her head to kiss you. You roll over and begin pounding her again, both of you panting as without the water you already are approaching your edge and Flumen’s continual aftershocks are making her whimper into your mouth as your tongue ravages the inside of her mouth. You break off the kiss to growl and throw your head back as you arch into her as hard when can when you can’t hold on any longer. Her hands and legs lock around you as she moans and orgasms and your cum fills her up once again. You slump over her and rest you head against her shoulder as she sigh in satisfaction. You bring your mouth to her neck and you nip at her neck before she pulls you into a series of deep kisses.

“Why are you always feel so good?” She mumbles into your mouth.

“I could ask the same, but personally I think it’s pretty obvious.” You reply cheekily.

“Is it wrong to wish you had a cabin all to yourself?” She whines as you roll off of her to sit on the bed.

“No.” You reply, smirking slightly as you stand up, “No it is not.”

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You had just got all the food you intended to sacrifice to the gods for breakfast before realizing that while you always intended to give Poseidon a sacrifice, you also owed a few gods a sacrifice as well. That said, you scrape off some of your food into the briar, humming as you think how best to phrase it.

Keep it simple.

‘Thank you Hermes and Ares.’ You think, ‘Thank you for the skills you’ve given me, despite the apparent side-effects I know it’ll help me stay alive. Thank you Father, for the weapon you’ve made for me, hopefully it will guide me through the worst times in life.’

Satisfied with that, you settle into your seat and begin eating, you notice the fact that some people are glancing at you with speculative/thoughtful looks while others are pretending to ignore you while giving you borderline antagonistic looks. You remember your outburst yesterday and sigh, you have a feeling you’ll either have a lot of people wanting to spar with your or none at all. Some people would try to be nice to the son of Poseidon who isn’t afraid to show he’s just trying to fit in (but you don’t want friends because your dad is one of the big three). Others would only see you as the temperamental spoiled brat who beat the shit out of someone who was annoying him (which is judgmental and untrue considering the massive shift in lifestyle you’ve just had and are still struggling with).

You finish your food and get to your feet, heading to the sparring arena hopefully to find a partner. In your head you’re hoping today brings some good news.

You could use it.