❝If you return to your old world, we will follow you, and we will destroy everything you love. This is your home now.❞
Percy's world didn't teach her about how obsessive a god's love would be. But when she was accidentally transported to this crazy...
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WARNING: smut hehe
Treasure this update cuz I don't think I'll be able to update until after the 19th (I have too many exams coming up) 😭
PERCY FELT LIKE SHE WAS stuck between a rock and a hard place. If it hadn't been for the Curse of Achilles, she was pretty sure Beelzebub would've shattered her shoulders by now. She wished he would let her go though, because Apollo looked ready to burst into an inferno and she didn't want to get caught up in that.
"Lord of the Flies," Apollo addressed him coldly. His demeanor had turned a complete 180. He was all charming smiles and waxing poetry about her during their (forced) date, but now his cold fury was starting to remind her of Poseidon.
He hadn't looked this dangerous when he was dealing with the satyrs.
"You are interrupting our date." Apollo told him.
Beelzebub's eyes traveled over the strong threads of gold that bound Percy. "This doesn't look like a date to me. Let her go."
Rather than obeying, Apollo asked, "Why are you here?"
She could feel Beelzebub's grip on her shoulders tighten. "I am her primary caregiver when her father isn't around. Now release her."
Apollo's face fell into disbelief. "Why in the Three Realms would Lord Poseidon have you take care of his precious daughter?"
"That's easy. He actually trusts me," he replied bluntly before the threat returned to his voice. "I won't repeat myself again, Apollo. Release her."
The pink haired god smiled tightly. "...Not to worry. I was just about to."
The golden threads slipped away from her and receded back to Apollo's gauntlets. Finally, she was able to move. She stretched her limbs out with a sigh of relief. Beelzebub offered his hand to her and she took it. He helped her to stand beside him, but he didn't let her go.
"Has anyone ever told you you're like a puppy? I ought to leash you," he told her.
His words would've made her laugh, but there was something brewing in his blood-red eyes that made her falter. His eyes smoldered as he stared at her, like he really meant his words.
He turned back to Apollo, "Be grateful that I won't report this to Lord Poseidon. Now leave us, Apollo."
Apollo's eyes were practically burning holes into their interlocked hands. With gritted teeth, he flashed Beelzebub one last glare before teleporting away.
The second he was gone, it was as if all of Beelzebub's patience snapped.
Before she could get a word in, Percy suddenly found herself slammed against the nearest column. She could feel the stone crack against her back as Beelzebub pressed her in harder.
