GREEK GODS X MALE READER

POSEIDON

Title: Beneath the Waves

The waves crashed against the wooden hull of the fishing boat as the male reader, a seasoned fisherman, fought to keep his vessel steady in the midst of a raging storm. Rain whipped against his face, and he strained his eyes to see through the darkness. The storm had come out of nowhere, and he found himself in a perilous situation.

Reader: "Come on, hold on just a little longer," he muttered to himself, gripping the wheel with all his strength. But his efforts seemed futile as the boat rocked violently, threatening to capsize at any moment.

Just as he was losing hope, a figure emerged from the sea. A colossal man with flowing sea-green hair and eyes that shone with a mystical glow. It was Poseidon, the god of the sea, in all his divine glory.

Poseidon: "Hold on, mortal!" Poseidon's voice boomed over the crashing waves, and he raised his trident. With a mighty wave of his hand, he calmed the storm, allowing the reader's boat to steady.

Reader: "Thank you, great Poseidon!" the reader exclaimed, in awe of the god's power. "I owe you my life."

Poseidon: "No need for thanks," Poseidon replied, his voice resonating with authority. "It is my duty to protect those who venture into my domain."

Poseidon extended a hand, and the reader grasped it, feeling a surge of electricity as their skin touched. There was an instant connection, a magnetic pull that the reader couldn't ignore.

Poseidon: "What brings you to the sea, mortal?" Poseidon inquired, his curiosity piqued as he examined the reader with his piercing gaze.

Reader: "I am a fisherman," the reader explained. "I've spent my life on these waters, seeking my livelihood. But I've never encountered a storm like this before."

Poseidon: "You are brave to face the wrath of the sea," Poseidon acknowledged, his admiration evident in his voice. "I sensed your courage, and I couldn't bear to see you perish."

Reader: "I am grateful for your intervention, Poseidon," the reader said sincerely, still holding onto the god's hand. "I don't know how to repay you."

Poseidon: "You owe me nothing," Poseidon replied, but his gaze lingered on the reader's face, and a faint blush graced his cheeks. "However, I must admit, I am intrigued by your spirit, mortal."

As the storm subsided, Poseidon decided to accompany the reader back to the shore, and they spent hours talking about the sea, its wonders, and its mysteries. The reader was captivated by Poseidon's vast knowledge and his mysterious allure.

Days turned into weeks, and the reader found himself drawn to the sea more than ever, seeking Poseidon's company. They spent time exploring the depths of the ocean together, and their bond grew stronger with each passing day.

One evening, as they sat on a secluded beach, watching the sunset over the horizon, Poseidon spoke softly.

Poseidon: "Mortal, I cannot deny the feelings that have arisen within me. You have bewitched me with your bravery and your unwavering love for the sea."

Reader: "Poseidon, I..." the reader trailed off, unsure of how to respond to the god's confession.

Poseidon: "I understand if you do not feel the same," Poseidon said, a hint of vulnerability in his voice. "I am a god, and you are a mortal. Our worlds are vastly different."

Reader: "But I feel the same, Poseidon," the reader said earnestly, reaching out to touch the god's hand. "Your power, your presence, it's unlike anything I've ever experienced. I am drawn to you in ways I can't explain."

Poseidon's eyes softened, and he leaned in closer to the reader, their faces inches apart.

Poseidon: "Then let us explore this connection, mortal," he said, his voice a whisper on the wind. "For I am equally drawn to you, and I cannot resist your allure any longer."

With that, Poseidon closed the distance between them, capturing the reader's lips in a searing kiss. It was a kiss that held the power of the sea itself, passionate and all-encompassing. The reader responded with equal fervor, their heart pounding in their chest as they melted into the god's embrace.

Their days together were filled with endless wonder, exploring the depths of the ocean, riding on the back of Poseidon's majestic sea creatures, and basking in each other's company. But as much as they were enamored with each other, they knew their love was forbidden. Poseidon was a god, and the reader was a mortal, and the divide between their worlds was insurmountable.

One day, Poseidon took the reader to the surface of the sea, knowing that their time together was coming to an end.

Poseidon: "I cannot bear to see you leave, but I know that you must return to your world," Poseidon said, his voice filled with sadness.

Reader: "I will never forget you, Poseidon," the reader said, tears glistening in their eyes. "You've changed my life in ways I can't even begin to describe."

Poseidon: "And you have captured my heart like no other," Poseidon replied, his hand reaching up to cup the reader's cheek. "But our love is not meant to be, for our worlds are destined to remain separate."

With heavy hearts, they shared one last kiss, a bittersweet farewell that would be etched in their memories forever. The reader returned to the shore, leaving behind the depths of the sea and the god who had captured their heart.

Back on land, the reader couldn't forget their time with Poseidon, the god of the sea. They continued their life as a fisherman, but their heart longed for the mysteries and allure of the ocean. They would often gaze out at the sea, reminiscing about their time with Poseidon, wondering if they would ever see him again.

Little did they know that Poseidon was watching over them from the depths of the sea, his heart filled with longing as well. He vowed to keep the reader safe, and to cherish the memories of their forbidden love forever.

And perhaps, one day, fate would find a way to bring them back together, as the powerful pull of love and destiny was never to be underestimated, even among gods and mortals.

Note: This fanfic is a work of fiction and not intended to disrespect any religious beliefs or mythological interpretations. It is simply a creative exploration of a fictional relationship between Poseidon and a male reader.