Aphrodite(18+) (Old asf)

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TW: Major Incest, Sexual Content, Abuse

Athena rolled her eyes immediately when she saw her come through the large doorway. "You seriously come to a childbirth wearing that?" Zeus sat beside Hera while the woman only shot a glare at Aphrodite.

She shrugged, not caring for what anyone thought of her attire. "I come fashionably late. Is Sloan still giving birth?" She questioned, worried. She blessed every aspect of her pregnancy, making sure that everything would go right. She was her sister-in-law after all and a demigod. However, she was mortal and mortals couldn't take the pressure of birthing a god.

Zeus chuckled, breathtakingly. "You gave her a super uterus. I'm sure she's fine along with the baby." He said softly, looking into her eyes. She blushed and looked away, feeling the red in her cheeks deepen.

The doors that led into the delivery room burst open to reveal her distraught brother, Aeacus. Her heart pounded in her chest as she went to him alarmed.

"What has happened?"

"I-..." He choked out. "She wasn't breathing and I couldn't watch. Please go see her." Aeacus begged. Her  arms automatically wrapped around him, comforting him. The tension and sadness left his body as she welcomed it to her own. This was the closest she'd ever get to feeling what It felt like to lose a loved one. Simply because she didn't have anyone to love.

"I will go see what I can do." She whispered. When she entered the occupied room, she heard the faint cries of a baby and a slow heartbeat that was clinging to life. Sloan. Her hand was immediately wrapped around Sloan's as she bled her power into her life force.

This was her life. Eons and eons of pleasing other people. She didn't mind since it went against her nature to deny people their happiness. Sloan had finally evened out her breathing and her heart rate went back to normal. Aphrodite held the small baby gently, making sure to ease its cries.

She wanted to have her own but no one was worthy of having a child with her. She didn't want to whore around with different gods and end up with over 92 children like her father. She never regarded them as her siblings since she knew she'd never meet them. Zeus always kept them away from her and Hera. Hera's jealousy was like no other.

She only crave to be loved. She wanted her children to come from that love. Her entire being craved for the human tradition where the man gets on one knee and professes his love for his human woman after months to years of being together. Something called Marriage. But she could not have that. She only had suitors who believed that her only job was to be a child bearer, a mistress to use as they pleased.

The child in her arms cooed at her touch and a small grin played on the child's lips. She smiled softly and gently placed her down and called Aeacus into the room once it began to fuss again.

"How long will she be asleep?" He asked, looking at his unconscious wife.

"Until her mind and body is ready to wake. Patience is key brother." She said softly, trying to ease his mind. And it worked. He nodded and gave her a look of appreciation.

"Thank you so much. I know I don't thank you often enough-" She immediately snorted.

"Stop all that shit. You are my brother. I'd do anything for you, Gus." He let out a chuckle at his nickname and nodded.