drunk!Isa x Cassandra
isa's pronouns are they/them only
warning(s): isa's drunk. death/ceremony
for those reading "Sweet Silence"... this is what's happening with Isa when they left so some parts of this will be in future chapters there
this is in isa's pov <3
"Isa! Let's have a contest!" Ares boomed the moment I set foot on Olympus, making me groan internally. "A drinking contest!"
'Oh?' I finally glanced over to see his shit-eating grin. "What's in it for me?"
"You get to say you outdrank a god!"
"I can say I've done a lot of things you gods can't do. Like accept and grow from my wrongdoings. Just for starters."
"...Get over here and drink with your cousin, you little shit."
"The ceremony—."
"You don't have to prep until sundown. We have all day for this contest! Dion is providing the wine!"
'Well, now I can't turn it down,' I sighed internally before making my way over to Ares. 'This is going to be too easy.'
12 Hours Later
I stumbled to the alter as the sun started going down, my stepmother catching me before I could fall. A sigh fell from her lips before a soft giggle did, making me relieved that she wasn't pissed. She moved me into a palace and had maids change me into a toga, earning a grumble from me when I left — tugging at the cloth until she stopped me.
"It's just for the ceremony," Persephone promised as she pressed a kiss on my forehead. "Then you can change."
"They took my binder," I pouted as she guided me over to the alter once more. "Why can't I wear it for this!?"
"Do you want it to get ruined?"
"...I have more—."
"Isa."
"Sorry, mama," I whined and let her help me lay on the cold marble. "Do I have to die for this?"
"That's what they said," She sighed before reaching for the blade. "Your father has to do it, so he'll be here soon."
"Can you stay? Please, mama?"
"...Of course, sweetheart. I'll be at your side the entire time."
I gave a slow nod before the exhaustion of drinking all day and spending so much time talking with people caught up to me, immediately lulling me into a peaceful sleep. The next thing to wake me was a sharp, and searing pain in my chest — tears falling from my eyes at the burn. My eyes locked with the dark brown, almost black, ones of my father. A soft whimper left me as he guided me to lay down again, his lips planting a tender kiss on my temple.
"The ceremony's almost over," He promised as he removed the blade. "When you wake again, you'll be her child as well. Happy birthday, little one."
'Right... My one wish... It hurts but she'll be my mom — I just... have to...'
Darkness enveloped me shortly after the blade was removed, my consciousness slipping immediately. The familiar heat of the underworld welcomed me after a second of nothingness. A soft humming greeted me as I slowly opened my eyes, the sight of my sister greeting me. Makaria sent me a small smile before brushing a hand through my curls.
"Zagreus will be here soon. He'll take you back," She promised before pressing a kiss on my forehead. "Finally, a sibling that wasn't a martyr."
"Because you all refused to let me go into battle without one of you at my side."
"We were tired of losing siblings. We didn't want to lose you — not after giving you the life you always wanted. You didn't deserve to die when things finally got better, so we had to protect you."
"And we'd do it again in a heartbeat," Zagreus grinned as he picked me up. "Let's finish this ceremony. The sooner we do, the sooner you can get back to your πασχαλίτσα."
I hit his shoulder — glad I couldn't blush while dead — and let him carry me out of the Underworld. Once we reached Olympus, he carried my soul back to my body and drawing our father's attention to us. They carefully placed me down and I managed to get a glimpse at the figure next to me, a smile on my face when I realized Persephone kept her word yet again.
A gasp left me as I shot up, trying to catch my breath. I covered my ears the next second as the voices of the dead came rushing back — complaining about me coming back since they can't. A pair of arms wrapped around me and everything stopped. I glanced up at my mother, relieved that her presence still quieted everything.
"Normally we'd make you stay a few days," She whispered while helping me off of the alter. "But I know you want to get back to your girlfriend, so we're only keeping you until the morning."
"That means Dionysus already has a celebration ready, doesn't it?" I asked, snorting quietly when she sighed. "I was his favorite demigod, it makes sense he'd want to celebrate."
"But do you?"
"...For a little bit. I miss drinking with him, so I think I'll have a few drinks first."
"Just don't drink too much, sweetheart."
"I won't, mama," I promised as we headed toward Hera's castle. "She's letting it happen here?"
"Only we're allowed in," Mother laughed as Melinoë and Makaria joined us. "Your aunt would never let one of Zeus's bastard children — don't say anything or you're grounded — throw a party in her castle."
"She doesn't see you as that anyway."
"That's nice to know."
Four Hours Later
I clutched the neck of the wine bottle as I stepped out of the shadows and into the familiar lounge of the Dimitrescu castle. [Y/N] paused when she saw me, making me smile and wave at her. She tilted her head before walking over to me, signing slowly in an attempt to make it easier for me to understand.
"Are you... Drunk?"
"Absolutely," I whispered with a giggle. "I had no clue that would reset my tolerance."
"What happened?"
"My father stabbed me in the heart. Now I'm a g o d."
[Y/N] hesitantly took the bottle of wine from me. "I don't think you need this anymore."
"Careful with that! That's Di— LOVEBUG!"
The moment Cassandra entered the lounge, nothing else mattered to me. She tensed at the sudden outburst, her eyes locking with mine as an embarrassed buzz left her. The pet name was normally in Greek, but speaking that seemed impossible at the moment. Cassandra swarmed over to me and cupped my cheeks, pecking my lips when I whined.
"How did I get so lucky?" I giggled as I looked up at her lovingly. "I have such a hot and deadly girlfriend... You're so talented and precious... I can't wait to marry you some day."
"What's gotten into you?" Cassandra laughed as I leaned into her. "Let's go lay down."
"Can I use your tits as pillows?"
Cassandra squeaked before covering my mouth, a nervous laugh leaving her as she quickly apologized to [Y/N] and took me away. When we came to a stop, she forced me to sit on the bed. I held her hand and slowly took off her glove, planting tender kisses from her knuckles up her arm. The flustered purring made me smile, the kisses only stopping once I was standing and my lips rested on her neck.
"Mon amour," I murmured against her neck, gripping her waist tightly. "I'm yours forever now. Nothing can take me from my goddess — my sun that broke my eternal night. I get to show you how a lady is supposed to be treated, and it never has to end."
"I think you need to drink wine less," Cassandra murmured as another flustered buzz left her. "You're never like this. Usually, I'm the one that makes you flustered."
"A lady should never have to be the one to do that. I should've been doing this a lot sooner, πασχαλίτσα."
"Now you say it in Greek?"
"Didn't like when I yelled 'lovebug?' when I saw you?"
"It was cute," Cassandra sighed as I kissed her jaw. "You did seem very excited to see me. Hands to yourself. You're drunk, we're not doing anything while you're drunk."
I whined when she moved my hands away from her chest. "But I want—!"
"No. Not until you're sober and can consent then."
"This is cruel and unusual punishment! I just want my lovebug to break my back in two~."
I smirked when she tensed up, gently biting her earlobe before placing my hands on her abdomen. Cassandra stopped my hands again and sighed, sitting on the bed and pulling me onto her lap. I pouted but agreed to stop, snuggling into her as she began rubbing my back.
"Have I ever told you how beautiful you are?" I hummed as I traced small circles on her shoulder. "Aphrodite changes forms. No one ever sees her the same as someone else, and oftentimes her form changes for people as time goes on..."
"Oh?"
"But for me... Ever since I first laid eyes on you, her appearance has always matched yours."
"You're so deeply in love," Cassandra laughed as I pulled back to lock eyes with her. "But what exactly are you saying?"
"That even the goddess of love's true form doesn't compare to your beauty in my eyes. She's already promised to never harm you because you're the first being to make me go speechless. I didn't need her to tell me I was in love, I knew the moment I saw you."
"Stop talking or I'm getting a ring."
I giggled and pepper kisses on her cheek, only stopping when the door opened. Bela and Daniela blinked in shock at the sight, the bottle from Dionysus in Bela's hand. I reached for the bottle, thanking Bela when she gave it to me. Before I could open the bottle, Bela placed a hand over mine and sent me a very concerned look.
"You do know what's in this... Right?" She asked softly, concern swirling in her eyes.
"Yeah! I asked him for his special wine," I giggled as I tried to open it again. "Let me open it, Bela!"
"Bela?" Cassandra inquired as her sister sighed.
"There's human blood in this, Cass."
"Isa... Maybe you shouldn't drink this—."
"But! Lovebug!"
Quiet giggles left her sisters but I turned my attention to Cassandra, a pout on my face — knowing she wouldn't be able to resist for long. I giggled when she sighed and told Bela to let me drink it, immediately opening the bottle. Daniela took the bottle and poured me a glass of wine, handing it to me and keeping the bottle out of my reach. I pouted when she smacked my hand away, grumbling about wanting the bottle before taking a sip of the wine.
The triplets watched mg reaction closely, making me giggle and lean more into Cassandra. Heat coated my cheeks from their burning gazes and the alcohol. I placed a small kiss on Cassandra's cheek as another giggle bubbled passed my lips.
"You're the sun to my Icarus."
"I don't want you to be Icarus. He dies."
"Hm... Then be the Aphrodite to my Ares?"
"If you keep comparing me to her she's going to smite me," Cassandra grumbled as a flustered buzz left her.
I hummed before leaning back and cupping her cheeks. "I want a kiss."
"Later."
"Lovebug! You're so cruel!"
"How long have you been drinking?" Lady Dimitrescu's voice made me tilt my head back until I could see her, a smile spreading across my face.
"Since I left."
A collective sigh left the vampires as Cassandra made me lay on the bed, keeping her hand on my chest so I couldn't sit up. After her sisters and mother left, she settled down next to me, letting me lay my head on her chest. Her hand rubbed circles on my back before stopping immediately and making me sit up.
When her hands moved to remove my shirt, a loud giggle left me. "Change your mind~?"
"No," Cassandra growled sternly, shutting me up with a soft whimper. "Taking your binder off. You know you shouldn't wear it too long. And especially not to bed."
I nodded silently and let her remove it, quickly putting my shirt back on the second I was able to. Cassandra opened her mouth to speak but I simply forced her to lay down, burying my face against her neck. She muttered an apology as she began rubbing my back again, lulling me into a peaceful sleep.
The next morning was hell. The pounding in my head got worse when I opened my eyes and the cold mass I had fallen asleep on was missing. I turned over and spotted the wine from last night, sitting up with a grin before snatching it up. Before I could pour a glass of wine, the door opened and Cassandra walked in, a tray of food in her hands.
"At least eat first?" She begged softly as she made her way over to me. "You were really gone last night."
"How bad was I?" I groaned in embarrassment.
"Well... You wanted to have sex, but I had to get stern and stop you."
"I'm sorry-."
"My sisters and mother know you call me lovebug in Greek."
My mind stayed on her first point, bile building in my throat at the thought. "I shouldn't have come home last night."
"Huh?" Cassandra sat next to me before setting the tray down. "It's not as bad as you're thinking. After the first no, you wanted to see where you could put your hands. When you moved them to my abdomen, I stopped you. I knew you'd be hard on yourself for just that alone, I wasn't going to let you think you did something horrible."
"But—."
"Isa. You didn't do anything wrong. You were excited to see me again, and you stopped when you realized I was serious. Stop being hard on yourself."
I nodded and grabbed the tray, smiling when she kissed my cheek. As I began eating, she told me about all of the things I muttered in my sleep, making my cheeks turn a bright red. Her gold eyes burned hungrily into me, drinking in my form as if she couldn't wait to devour me.
"You are a very flirty drunk," Cassandra muttered softly as she leaned down to plant kisses on my neck. "I want to see it again."
"Then hand me that wine," I hummed as I finished eating. "Dionysus's wine gets gods drunk, it'll work twice as fast for me."
After a few glasses of wine, I was sat on Cassandra's lap and had my arms around her neck, our foreheads resting against each other. Soft purring came from her — occasionally being interrupted with a flustered buzz — as I whispered to her. I giggled when she stuttered over a sentence, pecking her lips before speaking again.
"I'm just saying," I giggled while playing with her hair. "I've had sex with goddesses before — but you definitely are the best I've been with. You're not afraid to hurt me. I love it."
"M-masochist," Cassandra muttered over her flustered buzzing.
"You make it so much hotter too. I could ask you to break my back like a glowstick and you would. Next time, I need to take us to the Underworld. We wouldn't have to hold back."
Cassandra shuddered when I whispered the last part, her hands gripping my waist. I moaned quietly at the pain, biting her shoulder to muffle the sound. She was doing it to hold herself back — I knew that — but the pain and pleasure turned me on even more. I trembled against her until her grip loosened, pulling a low whine from me.
"Isa. Get up for a second."
"Hm?" I giggled and kissed the corner of her mouth. "Does my goddess need a new seat?"
"No—."
"Will my face do?"
Loud and flustered buzzing left Cassandra as she moved me from her lap, quickly burying her face in her hands. I giggled and laid back on the bed, staring up at the ceiling until Cassandra hovered over me — trapping me between her body and the mattress. Her eyes flickered to my lips before she captured them in a kiss, allowing me to wrap my arms around her neck.
"I love you, dork," She murmured against my lips with a smile.
"I love you too, πασχαλίτσα," I giggled against her lips. "How does it feel to be dating a god?"
"It feels great. Now I can really break you."
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πασχαλίτσα - lovebug