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Percy PoV

"So you two are married because of the laws set in place by Zeus?" My father clarified.

I nodded. "And we love each other."

The Olympian, confused again, nodded. "I'm just going to leave you alone."

"One thing," I said. "Mom is dying. You should visit her within the next week at least."

Shocked, he left.

My wife kissed my cheek. "Will pizza help?"

I pulled her close, and we appeared back at the same place we seemed to keep going.

"Hi," she greeted. "We'd like a large deluxe pizza with two drinks."

The cashier handed her the cups and I took out my wallet to pay.

"So," the teenager said. "Any chance she's your sister?"

"Nope," I replied, handing him the money. "She's my wife."

I took the buzzer and sat down next to her at the far end of the store.

She greeted me with a hug, and I responded with a kiss. I pulled her bottom lip between my teeth and began to suck lightly as my arms
wrapped around her.

Artemis moaned softly, grasping the fabric of my shirt as I nibbled on her lip.

This continued until the buzzer went off, at which point I quickly dropped off the buzzer and grabbed the pizza.

I sat back down next to my wife, kissing her cheek. "I love you."

She blushed the tiniest bit. "I love you too."

We ate in peace until an Olympian came to interrupt our lunch.

Artemis leaned close to me as Aphrodite approached. "You go tell the cashier that she's attracted to him, and I'll tell her that you prefer scantily clad women."

I nodded, somewhat confused, and did as told.

The teenager, fifteen or sixteen,
approached Aphrodite, who was now in a bikini.

"Miss, you're exposing too much skin," the boy started. "We have some spare uniforms in the back, if you'd like."

She followed, and I took the pizza from my wife, who was holding the drinks.

We appeared back at her palace and put the food and drinks in the fridge.

"I'm going to clean up," my wife informed, kissing my cheek and disappearing to the bathroom.

I sat down on the couch, grabbing the television remote.

Figuring she would prefer watching something silly that made her laugh today, I skipped through several genres until I found what I had been looking for.

Wipeout.

Artemis returned with her hair down and wearing sweatpants instead of jeans.

I pulled her close, showering her with kisses as she sat down. "I like your hair."

She smiled lightly, tucking herself into my chest. "Is this the show where people try getting past the ridiculous obstacles?"

"Yeah," I replied. "Thought you would like it."

We spent the next hour laughing that the intentional stupidity of the mortals, enjoying one another's company.

As the next episode was loading, an Iris Message appeared.

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