Dealing with Drama

Guns and Girls: Part 2

AN: Sorry for the late update. Was a busy month, a lot of shit happened, too much to recount. Long story short, I lost NNN with 2 days remaining. Fuck!

On other matters, are you watching the World Cup? This time, it's wild! Which team are you supporting? I'm with Germany, as I have been since the 2002 World Cup. Für Deutschland! Für das Vaterland!

I can't believe we lost to a bunch of Japanese femboys in the first match. Doesn't matter, though, as I'm writing this, tonight is Spain vs Japan and Germany vs Costa Rica. If Germany and Spain both win, which seems the most likely, they are through.

Also, you're in for a surprise with this chapter.

Happy reading!

Time: Same Time

Percy closed his eyes, trying to resist the urge to take a peek as he reclined on the couch in Artemis' room, spreading his arms over the back of the couch. He gritted his teeth, feeling Junior rise again in sheer anticipation of what the kinky twins were planning for him, the thought that he was about to engage in a threesome with the twin archers enough to arouse him fully even without a touch, the taboo of incest scarily arousing.

He wanted to watch them pressed up against each other, to feel their lips worshipping him, to feel them beneath him, writhing in ecstasy, moaning his name in reverent admiration......

Percy let out a soft, shaky breath he hadn't known he had been holding, feeling a bit too hot in his clothes. He raised his hands, tugging at the neckline of the tight sleeveless t-shirt he was wearing, before he touched his ears, feeling their warmth. Beads of sweat formed on his forehead in muted excitement, which he swiped away.

Having lost any sense of how long he had been waiting in this tantalizing anticipation, when each second seemed to stretch for a hundred, Percy shook his head, feeling his long, messy raven hair tumbling to his nape.

As if sensing his growing restlessness, Asteria's voice called out, reassuring, "Just wait a bit longer, Perce. We're almost done with your little surprise, and trust me, it's gonna be worth it."

He felt then moving around somewhere in front of him, hearing their, or rather, Asteria's, soft, muffled footsteps on the carpet that covered the floor. Artemis was entirely silent, giving him little clue as to where she really was, leaving him to guess her position. Of course, she would use her years of stealth training to keep him in the dark about their surprise.

At one point, Percy heard the door open and close with a gentle, almost imperceptible click, Aphrodite's sweet scent reaching his sensitive nose. They had tried to suppress it, but he had been able to detect her presence anyway, and the way the door opened again a few minutes later as her scent seemed to disappear altogether, told him that she had left.

What did the two need the love goddess for?

He had no idea what they were cooking, and the more he tried to guess, the more confused he became.

Especially when he felt their overwhelming power wash over the room, telling him that they were doing something that needed their godly powers at max strength.

He tried to wonder what they were doing, coming up with ideas, each wilder and kinkier than the last, all involving the twins, and sometimes Aphrodite as well, all twisted into lewd positions and situations. Their godly powers made the limits of sex endless, and Percy intended to explore each and every one with his girls, and then again and again for all of eternity.

He tensed involuntarily, his muscles flexing as he felt a hand ghost across his arm, the touch soft and delicate. "You've been so patient for us, Percy, I think you deserve a nice little reward. Would you like your two cute little twin slaves to serve you as you want?"