Percy yawned slightly. He felt completely exhausted, but in the best of ways. As he slowly came to it again, memories flashed before his eyes. Memories of all the things that had been done to him this week. A pleased grin tugged on his lips at that and he felt himself hardening.
"Someone seems to have dirty thoughts", commented his father.
"Morning, daddy", smiled the Sea Prince as he felt rouge fingers caressing his cock.
"Good morning, love", replied the Sea God and kissed his son.
Percy loved the salty taste of the sea and licked his lips once they parted.
"Scoot over, brother, I want my morning kiss too!", interrupted the annoyed voice of Zeus.
"Us too!"
That were too many voices. The demi-god blinked surprised and looked around.
"I have the feeling I'm not in Kansas anymore, Toto", muttered the son of Poseidon surprised.
This wasn't the underwater palace. It was pretty dry and very blue. A huge bedchamber with a light blue marble floor, marine blue curtains waving in the breeze, giving him the view of the smaller palaces of mount Olympus, hinting that he was right now in the main palace. The bed he was laying on was probably the biggest bed he had ever seen in his live. It was round and placed on a three-step elevation in the middle of the room, a bit like a altar. The big window was behind the bed, in front of it was a golden door, crafted with fish and other sea animals on it. Left and right were sea blue curtains around the bed and Percy assumed they could be pulled around the bed and shield it from sight. There weren't many things inside the room. A mighty closet, a vanity with the brightest jewels around it's frame, a desk with a nice leather chair in front of it to the bed's left and a dark blue couch, a glass table, a shelf full with DVDs and the biggest flatscreen he had yet seen hanging on the wall itself, in perfect view for both, the couch and the bed. There was another, a smaller, door next to the vanity, most likely leading to a bathroom (because if a huge-ass bedroom like this didn't have it's own bathroom, someone had to talk to the architect!). All in all, it was the most amazing and beautiful bedroom Percy had ever been in.
And the seven gods lingering on the couch were a nice plus too. Dionysus was drinking a glass of red wine, with his father throwing warning glances at him (since the Wine God was supposed to not drink due to his punishment). Apollo, Hermes, Zeus and Hades were playing what looked like poker, while Hephaestus and Ares were arm-wrestling. Or rather, that was what they had been doing, since they seemed to have frozen once the Sea Prince had spoken and were all staring animatedly at him. Poseidon laid beside his son in the bed, tenderly caressing the boy's sides. This must have been his father's room for when he came to Olympus.
"Well, if you guys want your good morning kiss you do have to move your asses over here and get it", chuckled Percy and sat up some, staring at them expectantly.
As if that was what they had been waiting for, all of them jumped off the couch and practically attacked him. He felt lips on his own, just to be pulled away from them and kissed by the next. Hand were touching him everywhere and sending his senses into overdrive.
"Calm down, you horny gods!", grunted the Sea Prince flustered as at least three of the gods started to rub their erections against his tights. "Let a guy wake up before you shag him, will you?"
"No", growled Dionysus possessively and Percy could feel the vines wrapping around his wrists as the Wine God kissed him harshly. "I've been locked in here for days, picturing your beautiful, naked body beneath me again. Waiting is not an option any longer."
"Mh, you got him tied up?", purred Apollo intrigued, his hands wandering over Percy's torso.
"I like that. Tying the fierce sea down", nodded Hermes, kissing Percy's throat.
