Dealing with Drama

Twin Trouble: Part 2

AN: Alright, sorry for the extremely late update, but the thing is, I was a bit busy with my other book, A Darker Shade of Magic, as I was rewriting it from scratch, seeing as I was a bit dissatisfied with the way I handled a couple of things in the previous version. Now that I have got 10 chapters out for that, I felt like I should get this update out while I could. So, rejoice, you're gonna get three updates in three weeks if you're unlucky, or sooner than that.

After that, I'm gonna go and work again on A Darker Shade of Magic.

Now, before I delay you too much from thin chapter, from which you have waited so impatiently for so long, I'll stop. Happy reading!

Time: Same Time

Percy let a small, smug smirk tug at his lips as he watched his little twin sisters squirm underneath his unflinching gaze, sitting side by side on his bed.

He didn't say anything, waiting for them to take the first step- the room swimming with tense, awkward silence, with the two refusing to meet his unblinking, dark sea green eyes that seemed to pick them apart and put them back together, eyes dark with conflicting emotions that didn't find expression in his relaxed body language.

"Sooo....." Rose started, nervous as she twirled a lock of her messy raven hair in her hand, noting how similar their hair was, courtesy of Poseidon genes. Now that she looked a bit closer, Percy and the twins looked almost like full-blooded siblings save for some slight differences in their facial features that one would have to look for to realise that they were actually half-siblings, but that was massively outweighed by the similar raven hair, sea green eyes and perfectly tanned, flawless bronze skin.

"So what?" Percy's deep, rumbling voice sent pleasurable shivers down their bodies, that made their flesh tingle and throb in needy, lustful heat.

"So, I was wondering what Aphrodite told you." Rose continued, flushing slightly as she realised that she had gone silent, lost in relishing in the delicious eye candy that was her older brother. Well, older brother in title only, given they didn't share even a single bit of blood what with all the immortal bullshit of gods not having genes and Percy being literally incapable of having any blood relations, being a god and all- although they shared a tightly knit bond, one that some people might have confused for a true familial bond- the twins- no, the entirety of Ogygia save for Percy himself- could tell that their relationship was anything but platonic.

Anyone with eyes could see that the amount of skinship they shared was far deeper than any true sibling relationship, rather akin to a pair of young, nervous lovers flirting around each other with light, ghosting touches- it was only Percy who was completely oblivious to the reactions of his own body, and the reactions of the Little Big Three to his body. Well, that wasn't saying much, considering Percy would consider nuclear fallout to be a slight breeze- Thalia's words, not hers- but still, it sent Rose and Violet crazy with how painfully dense their older brother was.

Even Artemis had grown exasperated with the amount of oblivious flirting they did with each other- and that was saying something, considering Artemis had been flirting nonstop with Percy during his five-year stay with the hunt. And now, Rose and Violet were ready, no, desperate for more, now that they had finally turned eighteen, they would not be satisfied with just tracing his well-defined muscles on his shirtless body, groping his abs or resting their heads on his chest, breathing in his manly, musky and utterly intoxicating scent.

"Aphrodite told me what I needed to know, and that doesn't concern you. What I want you to do now, is tell me what you want. Tell me clearly, no more dropping hints and beating around the bush, because if you don't have the guts or the conviction to go through with this, I'll fire up Call of Duty, and we will play until we drop. Or.... the other option is up to you." Percy laid his statement, plainly, cleanly and as bluntly as he could, ensuring that they realised the gravity of the situation- this wasn't just a game, they were now adults, and without even a minimal sense of responsibility, a responsibility that even he knew to exercise, that didn't amount to much.