| Part 28 Demeter snuck away quietly, from where she�d been eavesdropping Artemis and Athena�s conversation. She couldn�t quite believe what she�d heard. War was pregnant! It was bad enough that that hideous God of Mischief had made poor Cupid pregnant. But that reprobate, Ares, bearing his own offspring? That was a crime against nature and had to be stopped. She went straight to Zeus, � I demand that something is done!� she yelled. Zeus frowned at her. � Firstly, Demeter, you don�t demand anything of me. You ask, I consider. Secondly, what in Tartarus are you talking about?!� Demeter paled slightly at his tone, but pressed on, knowing that Ares was not favoured by his father. � This, this outrage. The presumption of War to,� she stopped when she saw Zeus� face blacken in anger at the mention of his son. � Just because he passed the trial, doesn�t mean I�ll allow him to marry that insignificant mortal,� Zeus sneered. Demeter snorted,� I don�t care about that.� � Well then, what are you talking about?� he thundered. � I want him stopped from having children!� she declared. Zeus went very pale, � What?� he whispered. � Ares is pregnant,� she said tartly. � With triplets, apparently.� Zeus stared at her blankly. � Triplets?� He got up and started to pace, � Triplets. �When Peace, Redemption and Justice come again�,� he muttered. � What?� Demeter asked in confusion. Zeus stopped pacing and stared at her, � You�re right Demeter. This must be stopped!� Demeter looked smug. � And I shall need your help.� Demeter looked less smug. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Apollo flashed into the room and promptly turned away at the sight of two very naked, very aroused lovers tangled up in each other. � Don�t you knock?� Ares growled. Apollo heard choked laughter and a light slapping sound. � You can turn round now.� Apollo turned round cautiously then he frowned at his brother, who was snuggled up with Joxer under the bedclothes. � It�s a bit early for that isn�t it?� � Come later next time.� � No I meant, oh never mind. Look I spoke to Art and she only told Athena. I managed to make her promise not to tell anyone.� Ares frowned, � How�d you manage that?� Apollo smirked,� I told her you�d have Sparta march on Athens.� Ares laughed, � Good one. Now that would be fun!� Apollo couldn�t help grinning. � So now what?� � Now what, what?� asked Apollo. � When can I get up?� � Hmm, better let me check your stitches. You�re obviously feeling better though!� Apollo walked over to the bed. Joxer shifted out of the way. Apollo pulled the sheets down to Ares� waist and waved his hand to remove the bandages. He stared until Ares cleared his throat. � Oh, right, yes, um, well. How the fuck did you do that?� Ares frowned, � What?� Apollo gestured at his chest. Ares looked down and Joxer moved round so he could see. Ares� chest was fully healed, only silver lines of what looked like years old scars remained. Ares exchanged a long look with Joxer. *What do you think?* Joxer shrugged *I�d guess it�s something to do with the kids. They must be very strong* Ares nodded *I think it must be* � Excuse me!� Apollo snapped, slightly annoyed by the silent exchange. Ares glared at him, � You�re the healer, you explain!� � You�re not going to tell me are you?� Ares smirked and shook his head, � I�m sure you�ll figure it out.� Apollo sighed, � Fine, anyway, as long as you feel okay, I can�t see any reason for you to stay in bed. Well, other than the obvious of course,� he smirked. Ares stared at him long enough that he decided to just leave, before he got into real trouble. Ares glanced at Joxer and raised an eyebrow, � Shall we take his advice and continue where we left off?� Joxer grinned, � Can we go home though? I feel kinda weird doing it in your mother�s bed if you�re well.� Ares thought about it and decided he agreed. He nodded, � I�ll just let her know.� *Mother? Apollo says I can get up now, so we�re going home. Thanks* *Oh, okay, what�s the hurry?* The only answer she got was a lewd chuckle. She smiled in fond amusement. Ares transported them both straight into their bed and managed not to throw up. He pounced on his lover. Joxer laughed and wrapped his arms and legs round him. Ares kissed him hard, possessing his mouth urgently. Joxer responded enthusiastically, plunging his tongue deep into Ares� mouth. Ares sucked briefly, then pulled back to stare at Joxer. He stroked his face gently. � Gods I need you,� he gasped. Joxer nodded, � Now, Ares, need you too.� Ares slipped his hand down to Joxer�s ass and ran his fingers down the crease. With a thought he lubricated them and slowly slid one inside the tight hole. Joxer moaned quietly. � More,� he whispered. Ares slid in another finger, pushing in deeply, searching out Joxer�s sweet spot. Joxer�s back arched when he found it, mouth opening in a silent cry. Ares scissored his fingers, stretching Joxer carefully. � Please now, please now,� Joxer panted. Ares shifted and lined himself up with Joxer�s opening. He pushed inside in one stroke, groaning at the tight heat that surrounded his aching cock. He dropped his head onto Joxer�s shoulder, gently sucking the soft skin as he started to move. Slow, shallow thrusts quickly changed to hard, fast pounding, as Joxer urged him on with cries and muttered endearments. Ares lifted up slightly, so he could reach between them to grasp Joxer�s erection, stroking rhythmically. � Yes, my God, yes, I love you, oh!� Joxer screamed as he came, his body shuddering with his release. Ares bit down on Joxer�s shoulder over his mark, as strong muscles squeezed round his cock, forcing his release, as his hot seed shot deep inside his lover. Ares raised his head to check Joxer�s shoulder and healed the broken skin with a soothing lick. � I love you,� he whispered, kissing Joxer�s cheek. He rolled them over and buried his face in Joxer�s neck. |