Let me be the arms that hold you tight (Odysseus x Polites)

Chapter 9 - Storm

The remaining crew grabbed food supplies and loaded them up onto the ship, filling the empty carts with fresh meat and vegetables. When Odysseus walked out the cave he was met with the call of his name from a now awake Polites.

"Ody!!" Polites yelled out happily, running towards the captain of the ship. Polites threw his body at Odysseus, tackling him into a warm embrace. Odysseus was caught off guard by Polites' embrace, almost causing them to topple over backwards.

Odysseus hesitantly wrapped his arms around Polites' waist, holding him tighter in the hug. Feeling Odysseus wrap his arms around him, Polites let out a giggle and nuzzled his face into the nape of his lover's Odysseus' neck and planted a soft kiss to his jawline. The feeling of Polites' lips against his skin made Odysseus whimper.

Odysseus let his hands wander down Polites' waist until he felt the bulge barely hidden by his clothes. He can feel Polites moan as he touches his throbbing erection. With how desperately Polites was pressing kisses to Odysseus' neck, he was bound to leave a mark.

Odysseus can feel himself groping Polites; hear the sweet, beautiful noises that tumbled out of his parted lips as they touched each other lustfully. He could lose himself in this moment, hand wrapped around Polites' cock as Polites pressed kisses against the shorter man's jawline.

His breathing comes in short gasps as Odysseus' hand strokes gently against his dick. "Ody.." he hums against his neck, sucking and biting on the skin. "Don't stop touching my cock ody please..." He humps against his hand, chasing release.

"Captain." Eurylochus cleared his throat, trying not to look at the two men.

"Eurylochus!" Odysseus pulled his hand out of Polites' pants. "What's the matter?"

"The tides are getting worse, Captain, we might not make it home in one piece." He tried to ignore Polites, whose face was flushed red and kept kissing Odysseus. It was hard.

"Then brace for a storm." Odysseus stood up straight; attempting to look like the regal king he was. Polites wasn't helping him, clinging to his body and leaving marks on every exposed area of skin he could. Just like Penelope would've done had he not angered Athena.

Nodding, the second-in-command began to give instructions to the fleet on what to do to cope with the approaching storm. "Polites.." he addressed the taller man calmly, as if he wasn't attempting to devour Odysseus. "Someone's injured. You..don't mind helping, right?"

Finally pulling himself away from his lover, Odysseus, Polites nodded. "Where?" Eurylochus pointed towards a nearby ship and the taller man left.

"Soo, Captain, what's happening between you and Polites?" The second-in-command asked, curiosity getting the better of him. Odysseus just shook his head.

"Nothing, what makes you think that?" Eurylochus decided, against his better judgement, not to mention the marks littered across his captain's neck or the show he had been forced to witness.

The bumpiness of the ocean got worse, and storm clouds had gathered. It was almost as if Poseidon had been angered by them. But they hadn't done anything, had they? They had made sacrifices and offerings to the sea god. Odysseus sure hoped not.

"Ody!" Polites had come back from the other ship. "I can see Ithaca from here." He wrapped both arms around Odysseus' waist and he felt Eurylochus' questioning gaze on him. "Penelope must be waiting for you, Captain." A pointed remark; to try and remind Odysseus of his wife, who he was cheating on for Polites, his lover.

The glance of Ithaca Polites had seen, was clouded over by stormy clouds as rain poured down from the sky and the waves threw them across the ship and almost into the water before lurching to the other side.

"Captain, look!" Eurylochus (or someone else Odysseus couldn't be sure with how loud the waves crashing against were) pointed towards an island in the sky. "Grab the harpoons; as many as you can find!" Odysseus ordered him, one arm clutching Polites; afraid that another tidal wave would send them tumbling into the ocean.

"What's your plan?" the second-in-command asked, handing harpoons out to the crew and then handing them to the other ships. "We're shooting for the island in the sky." Odysseus stated calmly before raising his harpoon and shooting for the island. 526 men followed suit. 

A/N - Shit got a little gay this chapter 🤭 and I managed to convince Charlie D to let this chapter be a bit of fluff and smut

Wordcount : 742