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- Athena
Daemon soared through the streets of Olympus as fast as his pitch black wings could take him. He made a sharp left and heard a not very pleased satyr curse after him.
"Sorry!" The young god called back.
For the first time his mother had trusted him with the report of the war to the council. As expected with his luck he was late. He was sure the council was already waiting for him and judging by the rain he doubted his grandfather was pleased. The raindrops were sharp on his skin as he sped towards the temple of the gods. He kept his bag tightly to his chest, shielding it from the rain, trying to keep it from making the papers inside all soggy. He doubted his mother would be pleased if they were a crumpled mess the next time they made it to her desk to be filed away. After all, she was a woman with a high regard for order and organization. Soon the young man landed in front of the big doors that led to the throne room of the Olympian council. He would have taken a breath if he didn't feel like it would only delay him more. He pushed open the massive oak doors and hurried to his mother's throne, settling himself to its right. He rummaged through his bag, assuring himself the papyrus was fine.
"Where have you been?" A hushed voice from his left asked.
Daemon looked up from his bag and in the direction of the voice.
"Alexia," He stated, spotting his sister.
She was dressed in her full armor. A proud feeling overtook him. She was his older sister, but she was only half immortal. Alexia had been adopted by their parents. When asked if she wished to be immortal she declined at first. Daemon had never really understood why. He had practically begged her to accept their parents' offer. Unlike her, he was born to them and was fully immortal. Eventually Alexia decided to serve in their mother's army, becoming one of the partially immortal soldiers. The only way she could die now was if she was severely injured or was slain in battle. Though the thought still scared Daemon, he was also glad that he didn't have to see his older sister die of old age or sickness.
"I got sidetracked on my way here." He tried.
His sister didn't seem very convinced. Alexia shook her head as a smug smile lingered on her lips.
"You were with Lidianna you mean."
Daemon could feel the blush creep onto his cheeks. He averted his eyes to the ground and hushed his sister. Before he could make up an excuse, Lord Zeus cleared his throat.
It was only then that the young god noticed his grandfather's annoyed expression as he slouched on his throne.
"Good, you're finally here boy. Now tell me when your mothers get here so we can get started." The king of the gods grumbled.
Tell him where his mothers were? Daemon's eyes scanned the room for his parents. His angelic mother was not in her usual position. Normally she guarded Zeus' throne with her sister. Though his aunt was the only one there, leaning on the spear in her hands as she seemed utterly bored. To his surprise the throne he stood next to was also empty. Strange, his mother was never late. She was always punctual. The only thing he observed in the council was bored and annoyed Olympians. Ares and Dionysus were even sleeping.
"I- I don't know." Daemon admitted.
"Wrong answer kid." Hermes muttered, shaking his head.
"What do you mean you don't know?" Zeus asked, his voice raised.
"I haven't seen them today. I wouldn't know where-"
"Where are they?!" The king exclaimed in fury.
Somewhere deeper into the halls of the gods, far away from the fury of the king, Nike pushed Athena up against the wall of their shared bedroom. She placed hungry kisses on her wife's neck as a whimper escaped the wisdom goddess' lips.
"My love, please, we should get dressed." Athena pleaded, but she doubted her wife would listen.
"We've had our fun, they're waiting."
Nike broke away for a moment. The angelic deity raised a brow at her wife, never once letting her step away from the wall she was pushed up against.
"You want this to end then?"
Athena sighed. She very much did not, in fact she wished it would last forever. There was nothing like being loved by victory. It made her feel confident and powerful as well as adored and cared for.
"Well no, but-"
The victory goddess shut up her wife with a kiss.
"Then stop thinking about what is coming and be here now, with me."
Athena nodded, returning her wife's hungry kisses. She pushed her back, trying to head back in the direction of the bed, but Nike wasn't having any of it. The angel kept her steady against the wall, her own hand roaming her wife's thigh.
"Now, who said you could be the one in control?" The angel's husk voice whispered in her wife's ear.
Athena's mouth opened and closed in a feeble attempt at a reply, but her voice seemed stuck in her throat as no words came. The wisdom goddess swallowed and watched as her wife's kisses trailed from her neck, down her chest, to her abdomen. She was glad the wall was behind her for support. She could feel her legs growing weaker with every kiss the angel placed on her body. Soon Nike made her way back up to Athena's lips, their tongues clashing together and battling for dominance. The victory goddess allowed her left hand to explore her wife's thighs, inching closer and closer to her core, knowing fully well it would make her lose her rational mind. As she had expected a moan escaped the wisdom goddess' throat. Nike couldn't help the smile that formed on her own face when she heard it, knowing fully well Athena would do anything to keep any sound carefully locked inside. Eager to hear it again she let her fingers glide over her wife's labia. Athena clasped a hand over her mouth, stopping any possible sounds from making it to her wife's ears. She felt slightly embarrassed at her earlier slip up and was determined to not let it happen again.
"Oh no, you don't." The victory goddess muttered.
She took her wife's hand away from her mouth and pinned it right above her head, moving in with a kiss right away. She could feel Athena becoming more and more dependent on the wall, her full weight now leaning onto it, trusting it to keep her upright. Again the angel trailed her kisses down, this time no further than her wife's chest. Gently she took one of Athena's nipples in her mouth and sucked on it. The whimpers and moans coming from her lover only added to the victory goddess' confidence. Her hand moved between her wife's legs again. Instead of her brief moment earlier, this time she stayed, teasing her entrance. When Nike looked up she could see Athena's face twisted in a mixture of pleasure and annoyance. The occasional groan escaped alongside the whimpers, almost begging the angelic deity for more.
"Say it." Nike urged.
A blush creeped onto the wisdom goddess' face. She couldn't possibly expect her to beg for something.
"Tell me what you want."
Athena remained silent, determined to keep her wants and needs to herself, but the angelic deity was relentless. She let her fingers explore and brushed past her clit, only making her more and more eager to confess.
"Go on, my love. Tell me."
After a few more moments Athena finally broke.
"I want your fingers inside of me." She whispered, barely audible.
The victory goddess grinned.
"What was that?"
Athena gave her a glare. At least, that's what Nike assumed it was supposed to be. It didn't seem her wife was currently able to glare with the way her body trembled and the way her mind seemed to be everywhere and nowhere at the same time. A smug smirk appeared on the angel's face as she silently taunted her wife to repeat herself. The wisdom goddess made her disapproval clear, but secretly she liked how bold the angel was being. The only reason she held back on speaking the words again a bit louder was her own embarrassment and awareness of the situation. She didn't want to give in to the angelic deity, but she knew it was inevitable. After some more contemplating the words finally left her mouth again.
"I want your fingers inside of me."
With a wide grin Nike obliged, slipping her first finger inside her wife. Athena gasped as a tingling sensation spread through her entire body. If neither the wall or Nike had supported her, her knees would have given in, of that she was sure. The victory goddess set a comfortable pace for the both of them, settling into a steady rhythm. A feeling of pleasure settled itself deep in Athena's chest as a low moan escaped her throat.
Right outside the room Aphrodite walked through the hallway. She was bored just sitting around in the council room, so she split her essence and sent a part of herself to wander through the private halls of the gods. Who knew what interesting things the other gods had left lingering around? Perhaps a sign of Athena and Nike was around? The love goddess grinned to herself. It was way too suspicious that they were both missing at the same time. How the other gods had not figured it all out was beyond her. She came up on the door that lead to the chambers of the two missing goddesses. The gentle smile on her face only widened as she heard both of them inside. Aphrodite nodded in approval as she continued on through the hallways. If this was the reason they would be waiting in council room, she didn't mind. Fates knew they could all use a relaxed Athena from time to time.