between the trials

apollo//meg

warning! this chapter includes underage sex (though meg has been aged up from twelve to fifteen, around lester's age)

apollo groaned- when was the last time he had had sexual gratification? it seemed liked a millennia when truly he was fucking mortals all throughout gaia's war. even then, that was still honestly a while. in fact, sex had become so unpresent in his life he had considered asking meg to fuck him - or him to fuck her, obviously. but apollo was a bottom, and the boys he had come across so far were either his children or... horse men.

he sat on the edge of the forest, his hard cock aching to be realised and shoved into something - or his ass ached for pleasure. he glared down at it, willing it go down. the a sly voice came from beside him and he blushed, his eyes widening to face his master, meg mccaffrey. "having trouble with your mortal body, lester?" she teased, glancing down at his erection. apollo's freckled face turned an annoyingly unflattering shade of red as he pulled his knees up.

"leave me alone, meg." he muttered, miserable. "there's no one here that can help. it's weird- i- wherever i turned on mount olympus i could get sexual gratification from the nymphs or even aphrodite but here it's twelve to seventeen year olds. besides, i'm flabby, freckly and a former god. who would like me like this?" he almost wailed, as he turned to his master with a pleading look in his eyes. meg smirked, twirled a little bit of her pageboy black hair around her finger before finally replying.

"i think i can help." she said, as she stood up, straightening out her bright green dress as her cheeks flushed, realising what she said. "don't worry, i'm not a virgin." she winked at apollo, whose face was completely red by this time. though he had been dreaming about it every night for a couple of weeks he hadn't expected meg to actually propose to have sex with him. it was unheard of - and even if he did fuck her, what would demeter think? she would probably kill me with grass, as she tried to do uncle hades when he kidnapped miss spring (good riddance to bad rubbish, apollo remembered, that girl was so annoying.)

"are you sure, meg? i mean, we're going to be travelling together for a while. if i fuck you, it's not gonna be a one time thing, yet i don't feel comfortable going out with you." meg shrugged as apollo confessed these fears, and apollo's horrid mortal body started to sweat as his erection strained against his trousers. meg pulled him up onto his feet, her eyes wrinkling at the sides as she studied apollo, raised her knee to knee his erection, getting rid of it in another way. fortunately, from the demigod training, apollo was slightly more alert and dodged quickly. meg laughed.

"come on, idiot. you'll lose it soon." she grinned, as she dragged apollo to the demeter cabin. he opened his mouth to protest - what if billie comes back? but she seemed to read his thoughts. "she's busy with sherman today, don't worry." she grinned cheekily at him as she pushed open the door. thankfully there wasn't some special force field made by demeter to keep apollo out and by extension from fucking her daughter right then. he hoped a bit of his godly dominance would kick in, but he stood there awkwardly until meg slipped out of her traffic cone green dress, slipped off her cat eye glasses and took one step forwards to him, cupping his erection.

apollo's pov

i really couldn't believe this was happening. she seemed so natural, dragging her fingers up and bad own as her other hand fiddled with the straps of my trousers, pulling them down inch by inch. it was sort of infuriating and i seriously wanted her to get on with it, but i was frozen. hyacinthus' words came back to me from the first time we really had sex ('guess you're really a sub then, 'pollo? wouldn't have guessed') i glanced down at meg, realising my trousers were down by my feet (finally, it seemed).

she then worked on my boxers, me wanting so bad to lean down and kiss her though i knew it would disrupt her work. eventually, when she got them to my knees she simply sprung on my erection. now, i don't know where she got it from because demeter certainly wasn't the greatest cocksucker or sex partner (dad told me that one, though i wasn't sure rape would be the best side to demeter anyway) but she was a natural, her head bobbing down his n my cock, her hair not even tickling it (which honestly destroys the mood for me sometimes) because it was cut short.

she began to deepthroat me, and that's when i started to moan, moans that i hadn't heard in a while come out from my own mouth. though i had no ability to blush harder, i sounded so submissive that it hurt. "m-meg!" i moaned, on the urge of a major orgasm. "i'm gonna c-," she pulled away. she pulled the oldest trick in the book on me then stared up at me dolefully with those very cheeky eyes. she gave me a toothy grin before saying:

"hey, i'm not just doing this for your pleasure, idiot." she said, as she dragged me onto her bed. "i want some pleasure too." and i knew what she meant from that. luckily, she had some condoms and lube nearby (which she stared suspiciously at, as if they hadn't been there before) and i slipped some on my fingers before i dipped one into meg's cunt. it was tight, yet still obviously used (though not for a long while, i shouldn't think). she moaned, cute moans that filled up the whole room and made my dick quake with pleasure from the simple sound of it. meg mccaffrey was a perfect sex partner.

i grazed my other hand up and down her thigh, dipping my finger in and exploring her cavern before she started to calm down with the frequent moans, which i simply couldn't allow. i put another thing in, getting the sweet mewls out of her that made my erection, slightly deflated from meg's stopped pleasure, spring right back up again. as i did this, i multitasked my slathering my dick in lube, then slipping a condom on. when i added four fingers and found her prostate, from the amount of moans that she was throwing out by this point, i withdrew.

she looked up, her adorable brown eyes accusing me before she saw my positioned cock and laid back down, preparing. she tensed as i entered, but we both let out almost identical moans that synced. i smiled as i dug as deep as i could go into her cabin, feeling her walls close in around me and the moans of pleasure as i got deeper and deeper. i remembered who i was with and i smiled, smiled down at the girl. "you ready?" i asked.

"course, idiot." she said, her normal voice such a contrast from the moans that i had heard out of her mouth the previous Montie before. so i nodded, before i starting to thrust, her moans louder than before. i was obviously hitting her prostate, as i heard someone outside. i knew someone (even a kid as young as little harley) could be hearing this, or even my own kids kayla and austin, but too be honest i didn't care. the pleasure running through my body overtook me as i spasmed, weakly thrusting as i came inside her. she came a few seconds later, grinning up at me lazily.

"that should help, for a while." she hummed, winking.