Old Vows, Young Lovers

Strife

A/N- Please read the note at the end. It contains some important information.

MERRY CHRISTMAS!

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"Stay still, Percy, and maybe it won't hurt so much!" Atalanta complained as she was stitching up a laceration on Percy's arm. The fight with the Drakon had not left him unharmed; the beast had tried to throw him off, and one of the sharp horns had burrowed into his arm.

"Where is Artemis?" He asked, trying to distract himself from Atalanta's delicate impaling of his skin.

"Lady Artemis is upstairs getting ready."

"For what?"

"Who knows? You should go check on her after you are stitched up."

Alissa, Phoebe, Natalie, and Grace were all in the kitchen baking a cake. The hunters told him that after every battle, they lose a huntress while they are in Rome. They bake a cake and eat it in memory of their fallen sisters. Today, they were making a chocolate cake, double decker, for the two chocolate haired huntresses that died today. A buttercream frosting for the fair skinned, blonde senior hunter that died as well.

"How did she die?" Percy asked, looking over to the white casket lying in the middle of the room.

"She died when they breached the walls. She was killed almost instantly by the blast. She had been helping a few of the campers with their stance. They had all been killed, like I said, almost instantly when the blast hit.

"Did you know her well? Lauren, I mean."

"Yes, I knew her well. she and Alissa were very good friends. She saved Alissa's life once and ended up in my care for almost a week for it. She jumped in front of a crossbow bolt for Alissa, I don't think I have ever been more impressed with anyone's fight against death. She held on for so long in critical condition... but she made it."

"That is an inspiring story -"

"She was one of my best friends, I loved her more than you could ever know, and now she is gone." Alissa said on the verge of tears.

"We will cherish her memory," he said, and the two huntresses smiled.

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Artemis lay on her stomach on hers' and Percy's bed, her cleanly shaven bare legs kicking back and forth above her. She was facing her pillow, a book resting on it propped open as she rested her head in her hands. She was in a very prominent position to show off her ass and the curvature of her back. She was wearing the blue lace lingerie that Aphrodite had given her for Percy's birthday. She knew how sexy she looked, and she fully intended for him to want nothing more than to ravage her when he came into their bedroom. She can't remember where she heard it, but she remembered someone once saying that a man's favorite thing after a fight is a woman. It would be the first time that Percy has ever taken her twice in one day, but she was sure that he was about to.

Artemis may not be her sister, but she still likes to read every once in a while. Sometimes, she would read before she went to bed, often she did, but lately, she has not gotten to because her ritual before going to bed lately has been getting railed. She was reading a book of erotica, believe it or not, sometimes she likes to read erotica before a long session with Percy to get herself in the mood. This book was about blowjobs, women giving them, and how to do it right. One thing she needed to start learning how to do was suck him off properly. Percy had already threatened to make her take his cock down her throat daily until she learned, once, and Percy never made idle threats. Aphrodite had offered to show her, not just teach, but show her how to please him. She, of course, had respectfully declined the outrageous and audacious idea of a threesome that she had proposed.