***sorry the pic is blurry, but this is how I picture Hermes and his fine self.***
"And what's so bad about that?" Hermes whispers to me.
I sigh, slamming my head up against the wall, "what's so bad about it is that it's supposed to be a joke and that's what it still is to you. It's so bad because you're not feeling the same way as me."
"Ugh." He rolls his eyes, "you don't even see it."
I lean my head back up, "see what?"
"How crazy you make me." He states.
"Oh." I mumble, and try to pull away from him.
He stops me and pins me back to the wall by my hips, "Not like that. You drive me wild, Lainey. At first it was a joke but I can't help it. I'm falling for you."
I slightly smile, "why didn't you say anything? I've been going insane over you this whole time, and you let me believe it was just me having actual feelings?"
"I've been feeling the exact same way about you, why didn't you tell me?" He asks.
"I thought I'd never have a chance." I whisper, choking a bit.
He presses his head to mine, us both closing our eyes. Keeping them closed, he leans his head in to kiss me. My fingers find his curly, soft, blonde hair and tug at it slightly while his hands push my hips even more to the wall.
I wrap one of my legs around his calf, making his knee bend, and he has to put his hand against the wall to keep from falling on me. I take the opportunity and duck under his arm, laughing, "Haha you can't get me!"
I go to run but he catches me, hugging my waist, "Nice try babe."
I stop wiggling and stand up straight, and pull him into another kiss. When his grip lossens a bit, I push him off of me and onto his bed, and hold my stomach laughing. He goes to stand up but I push him back down and jump on him, straddling his stomach, and giggling like crazy, then I snort.
Hermes cracks up laughing and imitates me by snorting ridiculously. I fake gasp, "it's cute when I do it!"
Next thing I know, he flips us over to where he's sitting on me, "no, it's hot when you do it."
I lay my head back on the soft bed and look up at the handsome boy in front of me. His soft, curly, blonde hair, his blue eyes, and his soft pink lips. Ugh, what he does to me. He leans down and presses his lips to mine, then my cheek, then my jaw, then my neck, and lastly, my collar bone. But he stops there and comes back up to my lips. My hand goes to the back of his neck and the other finger-combs through his hair. When he softly kisses my neck again, a slight moan escapes my lips. Hermes smirks at me, "oh Lord, don't do that."
"What?" I pout and purposely moan.
A smirk plays on my lips, and Hermes just shakes his head, "I wouldn't."
I roll us over, I'm back to straddling his lap, and he's laying on his back. I press my lips to his roughly and kiss him passionately, his tongue dance across my bottom lip but I deny it. He mutters into the kiss, "tease."
I keep kissing him, smirking at his comment. He bites my lower lip, making me gasp, and he takes his chance to poke my tongue with his. But it's okay, I'll get him back.
I push my lips down his cheek, to his jaw, and down his neck to his bare collar bone, then back to his neck. The way he was laying, his knees were bent over the side of the bed, and the way I was leaned over kissing his neck, I starting to slip off of his lap. To keep from falling, I slightly move one hip forward, receiving a low moan from Hermes. I move the other hip up too, and he groans once again, "Damn you Lainey."
I detach my lips from his neck and smirk innocently, "what?"
"You're killing me." He mutters.
I kiss him and tug on his lower lip with my teeth, "oh yeah? And how is that?"
His hands clutch at my sides, "you're gonna make me say it?"
"Uh huh." I grin evilly.
He says nothing so I move my hips again and he moans again, "I'd stop if I were you."
"Well you're not me." I point out and move again.
He moans and flips us. His hands on either side of my head, "you wanna play that game?"
I bite my lip, "I'm not sure."
He smirks at me before pressing his lips to the skin just below my ear. My hands tug at his hair. Before things go too far, there's a beating on the door and Percy yells, "If you're done molesting my sister, I kinda need her."
I push Hermes off of me and swing my leg to sit on him again, quickly kiss his lips and jump up, "gotta go."
"Oh no you don't." He jumps up, grabs me by the waist, and slings me over his shoulder. He opens the door and runs down the hall with me on his shoulder. I slap his bare back and yell through laughs, "put me down you idiot."
He stops in his tracks, "let me think about that.... nope!" Then keeps running through the palace.
He doesn't put me down until we almost ran into Poseidon. Hermes slows down, laughing and panting, then carefully slides me to my feet. I swollow my laughter, "hi daddy."
"Hello, Lainey." He says as more of a question.
Hermes also greets him, "Goodmorning Lord Poseidon."
"Lord Hermes." Poseidon mutters like a 'hmph' then turns to me, "Lainey shouldn't you be with your brother?"
"Oh, um, yeah." I stutter, "I'll go find him. Come on Hermes."
He slides his hand in mine, intertwining our fingers. As we walk away, I feel Poseidon staring at us. Just to make myself feel better I squeeze Hermes's hand tighter and he moves closer to me.
We continued walking until we saw Percy. I immediately feel bad for leaving him. I hug him tightly, "I'm sorry for leaving Percy. I won't do it again."
"Good." He tilts my head up to meet his eyes that have a fake seriousness to them, "you gotta train, sis."
I clutch his arm that's attached to his hand that's still holding my face, and mock his fake serious tone, "okay."
I turn to a some what disappointed Hermes. I drape my arms over his neck and kiss him for a second, "I gotta go."
He pouts but kisses me again, "see you later?"
I grin, "sure."
YOU ARE READING
Poseidon's Daughter
FantasyLainey never saw it coming, the day she found out she was Poseidon's only daughter. She had studied and learned Greek mythology inside and out all of her life, always holding onto a part of her that believed in their existence. While leaving her lif...