Star-crossed (Ichor Fan Fiction)

Chapter 2: Schedule

Metis

When I wake I'm alone in the large bed. My muscles are sore from the night prior. Zeus. Scanning the room I notice a small table in front of the bed. On the table was food and drinks, laid out like a feast. But there was only one place setting. I remain on the bed even though my stomach growls. Light leaked in from the curtains. Would he be angry if I ate his food? I let my eyes wander taking in every detail of the large room. 

Other then the doors I had used yesterday there were three more. All of them were shut and I didn't want to anger Zeus by snooping. Patient, I must be patient. I found myself staring at the painting above the place where the Zeus had lit a fire the night before. It was so detailed for something done by hand. Swirls of blue and gold were used to show a night sky. Small dots, like the stars we could see from the small barred windows in my cell.

 I don't remember how long I was sitting there staring at the painting, but the light in the room had shifted into vivid orange and pink tones. There was a small rap on one of the three doors. A Large man walked in holding a tray, his arms were covered in scars from the wrist all the way to his shoulder joint. "You never ate?" He asked looking at the table then to me. I shook my head "I didn't know if it was for me or Zeus." The man nodded his head placing his tray down on the table. 

I sniffed the air as a hearty smell wafted around the room. My mouth began to water as I slowly slipped from the bed. The man looked at me and quickly averted his eyes. "Miss please put on some close before master kills us both." His tone was quite serious and made fear curse through me.

 "I don't have any more clothes," I said pointing to the shredded dress I had been wearing the night before. 

"Your clothes are in the closet. Ill clean up here and get you some fresh clothes why don't you go take a shower." He points to the door closest to the bed.

 I nodded my head and went into the other room. It took me a few moments but I figured out the right way to turn the spouts for the water to run warm. I slowly stepped and sighed under its pressure. Enjoying my time under the spray I did not notice the clatter outside in the room. I did not notice that Zeus had come into the room and seen the male servant. Or that Zeus had killed the man making another slave clean the blood from the marble floor.

But I did hear him come into the bathroom. I turned and watched a shirtless Zeus walk closer to the shower. "I'm sorry. Did you want to shower as well?" I asked as I pulled the glass door open for him. He shook his head. "The view is fine from out here my dear Metis. Continue." 

I nodded closing the door and going back to my shower I felt my body heat up as he gorged himself greedily taking in every movement I made. "Don't forget to wash your body." He points to a bar near my head on a shelf. I took it getting it wet under the water. Remembering when the arena attendance had scrubbed me clean I repeated their motions. Making sure to pay special attention to the area where my legs met. When I was done I rinsed off before stepping out of the shower completely.

 Zeus was leaning up against the door. A cocky and playful smirk on his lips. He handed me a towel, giving one last heat filled once over before exiting the bathroom. Left on the sink was a ruby red dress that was high in the front and low in the back. It was sleeveless and looked as if my breasts would spill out the top. I dried myself quickly not wanting the god to be waiting.

 I pulled the dress on but struggled to zip up the back. Sighing I returned to the bedroom, Zeus was sat still shirtless at the table sipping ambrosia out of a wine glass. In front of him on the table was another meal slightly bigger then what I had seen earlier. The fire was roaring again making the room dimly lit. 

There was no light coming in from the glass doors. Had I spent that much time in the shower. I thought to myself. I walked to Zeus and stopped at his side. "Mmmm you should be eating first. Its better your fed before I eat." He sipped his drink casually. I turned to show him my back "Can you help me please?" My voice was soft, hoping to not anger the god. Zeus stood smoothly towering over me.

 I held in my breath as he slowly slid up the zipper. A moment passed between us as the heat from our bodies mixed. The tensioned built in the room almost suffocating till Zeus stepped back and sunk into his chair. "Eat." He commanded. I sat in the seat in front of him and ate slowly. I was starving and grateful for the food. However, there was a lot laid out in front of us and I wasn't sure if I could finish it all. As I finished the most I could, my gaze returned to the painting. 

I was closer now and could see the strokes it took to create such a masterpiece. "Do you like that painting?" Zeus asked following my gaze. I nodded "It tells a beautiful story." I responded standing up and reaching up to touch it gently. "The passion the person had behind each and every stroke. They poured their heart into this night sky. To show us all they had." I turned to see Zeus staring at me in fascination.

 He didn't say anything just looked down to his lap before looking back at me. With no hesitation in my steps, I walked to the god and climbed into his lap facing the fire. He kissed my neck as he slowly undid my dress. I wasn't nervous like last night, I was excited. I knew what to expect. "Zeus why weren't you here when I woke up?" I questioned the god under me. "I have a wife. I will spend nights with you and days with her." He responded against my skin. 

My back arched as his hands slid into my dress and cupped my breasts. "Well, at least ill have that servant to talk to," I said more to myself than to him. Zeus stood quickly his hands gone from my dress, one going around my throat. I was up against the wall, the king of gods angered face close to mine. "No, you won't. The second I found him in here, I ripped his throat out. I can do the same to you Metis." His hand was tight as he squeezed my neck. 

My eyes were wide but I did not fight him. He watched as I struggled to breathe for a moment before he released the grip on my neck and smashed his lips to mine. He kissed me with harsh passion it almost burnt my tongue. This side of him was different than the night before. 

I placed my hands on his shoulders wrapping my legs around his waist to keep myself up. I pulled back to drag in a rough breath. He moved down to bite at my neck. "May I request something, Zeus?" I rushed out before I moaned. He moved down to my breasts, kissing and biting my flesh. 

He made a noise in the back of his throat and I continued. "Since ill be all alone during the day. Could you bring me paints?" I asked breathlessly. He paused looking at me briefly. "We will see." Was the only response I got back. Not wanting to anger him again I let him take us to the bed.

Chapter 2! How steam!