THIS IS A SMUT CHAPTER ONLY! (For anyone who needs it)
A/N: get ready… get set… goon! Lmao…. yall need help.
E/N: I saved you all from torture
PAIRING: Hestia, Percy, & Vesta
LOCATION: Hestia's cabin
The goddess's shared heart felt like it was going to beat right out of her chest. All she could do was gently rest her hand on her chest, hoping to muffle the sound so Percy couldn't hear it. Just thinking about him eagerly waiting for her made her heart beat faster. She closed her eyes and took a few deep breaths to try to calm down as she thought back to when she told Percy to wait there for them to get dressed.
'It's okay, Percy would wait until the end of the Universe for us.' A thought crossed her mind, maybe it was Vesta or Hestia, she wasn't sure, but it didn't matter in the moment.
'Besides, look at us. We're pure sin tonight. He's going to lose his mind the second he sees this body.' Another smug and teasing voice, definitely Vesta's, sounded in her mind, causing a fresh flood of heat flush into her cheeks before she glanced into the mirror one last time.
Dark-red babydoll, the mesh so sheer it was almost nothing at all, cradling full breasts that strained against the delicate fabric. A tiny skirt barely skimmed the curve of her ass, fluttering with every nervous breath. A single slit ran from hem to the base of her breasts, so that with the slightest shift, everything beneath was revealed. The matching thong was little more than two thin straps framing her hips and a whisper of mesh that left her completely open in the centre, glistening and bare.
Red stockings clung to her thighs, held by delicate garters that dug soft lines into dark-olive skin. Her mousy-brown hair had been magically coaxed into loose, full waves that spilled over her shoulders like warm honey. She looked less like the quiet keeper of hearths and more like a goddess carved from pure, aching desire.
'This is insane,' Hestia thought, golden cheeks burning.
'It's perfect,' Vesta shot back in their shared mind, voice dripping with smug satisfaction. 'Look at us. We're going to make him lose his mind.'
She took one long, steadying breath, smoothed trembling hands over the skirt, and opened the door as her eyes landed on Percy, who was sitting shirtless on the futon, firelight painting gold across the hard lines of his sculpted chest and stomach. The moment his eyes found her, the room itself seemed to hold its breath.
"W-Wow… you look beautiful," Percy finally said after laying eyes on her. He couldn't help but imprint every curve and detail of the divine beauty before him into his mind. But as his eyes met hers, he found those cinder eyes glowing in a new light, almost like the hearth before him.
"T-Thanks you," She whispered, golden cheeks burning as she gave him a shy little flutter of the skirt, offering him deliberate flashes of what lay beneath. The movement made Percy's throat go dry as he gulped a little as he felt himself hardening at the sight, the instinct to pull her down and claim her right there almost overwhelming.
"I love it," he said, the words coming out low and hungry. "It suits you perfectly."
She bit her lip, fidgeting for a moment before padding across the floor on bare feet and sinking down beside him. The moment she leaned in, her breasts pressed soft and warm against his arm, her head resting on his shoulder. That sweet, smoky scent of hers filled his lungs, and Percy closed his eyes just to breathe her in.
"Percy…" She began her voice small and trembling a little. "I am not exactly Hestia or Vesta right now. I am simply… us. We started experimenting with the tattoo's power and discovered that we could fuse into one true form. Everything that made up Hestia and Vesta is now… combined into one. We thought this would make things simpler for us, but… I'm not even sure what to call myself anymore."
She looked up at him then, cinder eyes shimmering with a thousand unspoken worries, golden cheeks flushed darker than the flames in the hearth. Percy felt his heart clench. He turned to her slowly, the firelight painting soft shadows across his face, and reached out to brush a loose wave of hair behind her ear. The moment his fingers grazed her skin, she leaned into the touch like a flower seeking the sun, her eyes fluttering shut for a heartbeat, the worry easing from her shoulders as if his hand alone could chase it away.
"Then I'll just call you mine. Leave everything to me." Percy whispered as he leaned down and sealed the soft and hot lips of the goddess before him. She couldn't help but lean into the passionate kiss. Percy kissed her lips gently at first before kissing her harder and harder. Before too long, their tongues began to meet in the middle and fight one another as their cravings grew. Each of their hands began to trace and feel up the other's body as they vigorously kissed one another, their tongues battling for dominance.
Hestia's hands traced Percy's chiseled abs and muscles, which she constantly admired whenever possible. Even though she had felt them a thousand times, she still loved the feeling of them. One hand even found his growing bulge through his jeans and gently rubbed it through the fabric, causing it to throb and Percy to hiss into the kiss. She couldn't help but shiver a little as she imagined his length thrusting in and out of her.
While she was lost in her imagination, her hands continued to feel Percy up while he did the same. The goddess's soft curves were delicately cupped and squeezed by Percy's hands, her skin smoother than ever, and Percy couldn't get enough. That little extra thickness she carried in certain places was perfect from her plump ass that his fingers were sinking into right and causing the goddess to shiver and wiggle in place to her soft marshmallow breasts, which he was aiming for next.
"Ahh!" She let out a soft mewl of pleasure as Percy's stray hand found one of her breasts and gave it a squeeze through the silky fabric that was constraining them. She couldn't help but nibble at his lip as another jolt of pleasure ran through her. His hand softly kneaded her breasts and traced over her fabric-covered nipples. Her core was already tingling with pleasure as his hands and tongue worked their magic. Hunting her sensitive spots as she felt an orgasm slowly climbing inside her.
"Like that." She moaned in pleasure as Percy began to lay her down on the futon while never breaking their kiss. Percy was soon entirely on top of a mewling goddess, his hands working diligently on her breasts before suddenly sneaking up the lingerie, finding her nipple, and giving it tugs and pinches. Each made the goddess let out louder and louder moans and mewls as she begged for more.
They finally broke apart as they gasped for breath, their faces flushed and their bodies sweating. The goddess's heightened emotions made the hearth's flames burn toward their backs, but neither minded the increased heat. Instead, it only seemed to add to their lust and want for one another. Percy couldn't help but lean down and start planning kisses on the goddess's fiery skin that tingled his lips, working his way down her neckline and cleavage. Each one made the goddess happily moan in delight.
"Percy…" Suddenly, a whimpering voice brought Percy out of his trance of tasting his goddess's skin to a pause as a hand reached up and rested on his head. Looking up at his lover, he saw a bit of struggle in those beautiful cinder eyes as she bit her lip. He could see her shyness and lust fight one another, but after a second, she slowly began to push his head further south, where her thighs lay rubbing one another for any amount of friction.
"I need more of you," She said shyly as Percy's eyes glimmered. He allowed her to continue pushing before he came to her silky smooth thighs, which were beautifully decorated with her stockings. Seeing each of them rub up against each other for friction made him lick his lips as he took hold of each plump, dark olive thigh and pushed them apart, revealing her most delicate region as the goddess's body trembled. Even though he had seen it dozens of times, she was still embarrassed.
Before his eyes was a glistening slit begging and pulsing for attention as juices leaked from it.
Even some steam came from it, making it even more enticing. Decorated with the mesh red thong that parted around her begging pussy gave it a bit of something extra that Percy couldn't help but want to see more of.
"As you wish, my queen," Percy said as he leaned forward and kissed her begging vulva before quickly giving it a lick that parted her waiting lips.
"Oh gods! Yes!" She yelled out as her fingers dug deeper into Percy's hair, her back arching off the futon for a moment as her core tensed and more juices began to flow out of her. Yet that didn't stop Percy as he pulled her body closer with her thighs and spread her wider before eagerly licking and probing her hot core. His ceaseless assault did not stop for a single moment as the goddess cried out in pleasure.
Her inner temperature was hotter the deeper his tongue went. Normal humans would have found it hot to the touch, but Percy was long acquainted with the Hearth goddess's higher body temps. Each taste left him wanting more as his tongue dove deeper and spread her tight walls apart, her juices covering his chin and the futon below as he diligently tended to his goddess. With each lick of her musky and molten core, she released a gasp of desire and occasionally a mewl of delight and wanting. Yet Percy continued at a steady pace as he enjoyed the divine flavor the scorching core provided.
Before Vestia knew it, she started to feel her core begin to tighten around his tongue even more as her orgasm approached when he suddenly hit the perfect spot, causing her to reach her peak in an instant. Her core tightened, and more of her divine juices gushed out of her as her orgasm wracked her body and caused her to convulse a little. Yet Percy didn't let her escape as he pulled her even closer to him, licking up every new, near scorching divine liquid that flowed out of her until her body finally stopped spasming.
"Percy," She mewled in a hot tone while looking up at her man as he towered over her. His eyes looked like those of a beast as he stared down at her while licking his lips. Yet she couldn't help but focus on the throbbing bulge between his legs that seemed ready to break free. Just staring at it made her heart race before she managed to turn her gaze back up to Percy's spiraling eyes.
"Come," Vestia whispered while raising her arms, welcoming Percy into her embrace. Percy gave one more lick to his lips before leaning over and falling into her embrace while keeping himself propped up with his own. Vestia wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled herself toward him, and sealed his lips with her own. The kiss was soft but held so much passion that it entranced the two of them for a few moments as their tongues danced with one another.
"Let's get rid of these." She said after pulling away from the kiss for a moment, as Percy suddenly felt his pants and underwear disappear as they were turned to ash under the goddess's touch. His cock sprang forward and slapped against the goddess's stomach as they both shivered at the sudden contact. Both of them couldn't help but look down at Percy's penis as precum continually dripped from the tip.
"It's so hot, it's like it's going to burn me. " Vestia purred into Percy's ear, before reaching down and gently taking his member into her hand and giving it small strokes. This caused even more precum to flow from it as she felt it pulse in her hand. Percy couldn't help but let out a small grunt in pleasure as Vestia's heart began to beat even faster.
"I want you, my queen," Percy whispered in her ear, sending shivers down her spine as fear began to well up inside her heart. But another emotion in her heart overshadowed her fear as her love and faith in Percy exploded. She couldn't help but let go of his penis and wrap her arms around his neck again and smash her lips against his. Her tongue parted his lips, entangling their tongues in a passionate kiss.
"Take me," She said between her pants after pulling back for a moment to catch her breath as she locked eyes with Percy. Her cinder eyes met his galactic ones with intense passion as she suddenly felt the searing hot tip of Percy's penis press up against her moist folds. A light gasp escaped her lips as a shiver raced up her spine. Once again, fears raced in her mind, but one look into his eyes was more than enough to push them all away.
"Make me yours, Percy," She whispered as her lips were sealed once again before Percy started to push into her as he parted her moist folds gently.
"Gods…" Percy hissed through gritted teeth, pleasure flooding every nerve as he sank deeper into her. Everything about her was perfect, just like Zoe, but where Zoe's tightness had that addictive grip and slickness, Vestia's heat was something else entirely. It was like sliding into a living flame, scorching yet welcoming, a furnace that threatened to melt him from the inside out.
"You're so big, Zoe made it look so easy." Vestia whimpered before her nails dug into his shoulder blades as the final barrier gave way. A sharp, pained whimper escaped her pursed lips, her forehead creasing in a delicate frown. Percy froze instantly, every muscle locked, afraid to hurt her more.
"I'm sorry," he whispered, voice trembling as he pressed soft, frantic kisses to her forehead, her cheeks, her trembling lips. "We can stop—"
"No!" Vestia shook her head furiously, tears spilling down her golden temples. "Don't you dare stop… I want this. I want you… all of you."
Her words cracked something open inside him. Percy swallowed hard, eyes stinging as he felt the full weight of what this moment meant. For her, for both of them. Slowly, carefully, he pushed forward again, watching every flicker of emotion on her face. Vestia's breath hitched as the resistance gave way completely, and a soft, broken cry slipped from her lips as he finally seated himself to the hilt.
They stayed perfectly still for several long moments, joined in the most intimate way possible. Percy didn't dare move, letting her adjust to the stretch, the heat, the impossible fullness. Vestia's chest rose and fell rapidly beneath him, her inner walls fluttering wildly around him. It was so impossibly hot he had to fight not to lose control right then.
He leaned down and captured her lips in the softest kiss he could manage, tongue gently tracing hers as he poured every ounce of love he had into it. His hands slid along her sides, soothing, caressing, grounding her as the pain slowly ebbed away.
Vestia's fingers loosened their death grip on his shoulders, sliding up to tangle weakly in his hair instead. When she finally pulled back from the kiss, her cinder eyes glowed with wonder, fresh tears still glistening on her lashes.
"You feel way bigger than you look." She suddenly joked as Percy couldn't help but let out a small laugh as the two enjoyed the feeling of each other's bodies.
"Are you okay?" Percy couldn't help but ask as the goddess slowly opened her eyes, wiping away the fresh tears that dripped from her beautiful eyes. A brilliant smile crossed her lips as she pulled Percy down and gave him a loving kiss.
"More than okay, I haven't felt this good in all my life." She happily said as a brilliant smile crossed her lips that made his heart
"It… it doesn't hurt as much now," she whispered, voice shaky but laced with awe. "It feels… full. So full. Like you were always meant to be there."
Percy let out a shuddering breath and kissed her slowly, pouring every ounce of love he had into it. Everything he could think of, said and unsaid, was poured into it. Vestia felt it all through their bond and answered with a trembling sigh that tasted like tears and homecoming, like every lonely night at the fire had finally led to this. Their kiss deepened, slow and worshipful, as if the world itself held its breath around them.
Only when Percy felt Vestia rock her hips tentatively against him did he dare to move. He drew back slowly, almost all the way out, before sliding back in with deliberate care. Vestia's moan was pure relief and pleasure this time, her legs wrapping around his waist as if to keep him from ever leaving again. She clung to him like he was the only solid thing in a world that had spent millennia telling her she didn't deserve this, and Percy held her like she was the most precious flame he had ever been trusted to carry.
The pace stayed gentle and tame at first, deep strokes that had Vestia's eyes fluttering shut and her mouth falling open on silent gasps. Each thrust stoked the fire inside her higher, the pain melting completely into pleasure until all that was left was the overwhelming sensation of being claimed, of being loved so completely it burned brighter than any hearth.
As Vestia's moans grew louder, more desperate, her hips began to meet his with an increased need. The fused goddess's shyness cracked as the blaze in her eyes grew fiercer, and something hungrier peeked through. Her nails raked down his back, leaving red trails that healed moments later. Her legs tightened, pulling him deeper, faster.
"More," she begged, voice breaking, raw with centuries of restraint finally shattering. "Percy, please go harder."
Percy didn't argue and gave her just that.
The futon creaked beneath them as Percy's hips snapped forward, driving into her with a force that made her whole body jolt. Vestia's back arched off the cushions, a cry tearing from her throat as pleasure crashed over her like a tidal wave. Her walls clamped down so hard Percy saw stars, and still she begged for harder, deeper, faster.
The air in the room grew thicker, hotter, and the hearth fire behind them roared to life as flames stretched toward the ceiling, as if they were feeding off their passion. Sweat slicked their skin, beading on Vestia's golden curves and dripping from Percy's brow onto her heaving breasts. The temperature climbed steadily, hot enough now to blister mortal flesh, to turn water to steam on contact. But for them, it was perfect, almost intoxicating, wrapping around their joined bodies like a lover's embrace.
Percy couldn't help but thank the cabin's magical flame barriers at this moment.
Percy leaned down and captured her lips again, kissing her hungrily as his hands roamed her body. One palm cupped her breast, squeezing the soft flesh through the sheer mesh, thumb circling her nipple until it hardened even more under his touch. Her moans echoed into his mouth, her own hands sliding up his chest, fingers tracing the ridges of his abs before pulling him closer, deeper.
"Gods, you feel incredible," he groaned against her lips, thrusting harder, the slap of skin on skin echoing in the room. Each movement sent jolts of heat through them both, her core burning like molten silk around him, clenching with every slide.
"You're so hard! AH! Percy! Don't stop! Don't you dare stop." Vestia broke the kiss with a gasp, head falling back as she moaned louder, her body trembling beneath him.
His free hand slid down her side, caressing the curve of her hip before gripping her thigh and hitching it higher around his waist. The new angle let him drive even deeper, making the wet slaps even louder. Vestia cried out, her walls fluttering wildly as another wave of pleasure built inside her. Percy kissed down her neck, sucking lightly on her throat right where he could feel her pulse best, leaving a faint mark that glowed faintly before fading.
The heat between them intensified, the air shimmering like a forge, but neither cared. Vestia's skin grew hotter under his touch, her moans turning breathy and desperate as she raked her nails down his arms again. Percy hissed in pleasure-pain, the scratches healing quickly as he snapped his hips faster, pounding into her with rhythmic force that made the futon shake.
"Percy! I'm—I'm going to—!" Vesti's voice broke on a sob as her core tightened impossibly around him, milking him with every thrust.
"Cum for me, my queen," He huskily growled against her ear, one hand sliding between them to circle her clit while he continued to thrust into her. The dual sensations pushed her over the edge.
She came with a scream, her walls clamping down like a vice as her body temperature skyrocketed, flooding him with fresh heat as her body convulsed beneath him. Percy groaned as he swore his cock was going to break from the pressure, but managed to keep thrusting through it and prolonging her pleasure as her body continued to convulse for several long moments.
Her screams melted into desperate, breathless sobs against the futon.
"Percy! Ahh! Don't stop, please!" Vestia whimpered, voice cracking as the aftershocks still rippled through her.
"Fuck, too sensitive! It's too much! More… please give me more." Her hips jerked back against his only on pure instinct, chasing the overwhelming pleasure even as small tears from the overstimulation streaked her golden cheeks.
"I need you deeper. Fuck me harder. Don't you dare slow down!" Percy's control frayed at the edges as her hips continued to rock against him from beneath. The desperation in her voice bypassed all his defenses as he let out a low growl, hands sliding to grip her waist as he slammed into her with renewed force, the slap of skin on skin echoing through the sweltering room.
"Like that?" He rasped, voice rough with restraint and raw hunger that made her wall tighten even more as she frantically nodded her head in approval.
He flipped her onto her stomach in one smooth motion, hands gripping her hips and pulling her ass up as he slid back into her from behind. Vestia let out a muffled cry into the cushions, pushing back to meet him as he set a punishing pace. His hands roamed her back, tracing her spine before sliding around to cup her swinging breasts, pinching her nipples as he kissed the nape of her neck.
The room was sweltering now, the air thick enough to choke a mortal, sweat evaporating off their skin in wisps of steam. Percy's thrusts grew erratic, the heat of her core pulling him closer to the edge with every slide.
"I'm going to cum soon," Percy grunted, voice ragged as he fought the rising tide, but the fight was already lost. His free hand slid down to circle her clit in tight, relentless strokes.
"Inside!" Vestia sobbed, the plea muffled against the futon yet sharp enough to cut straight through him. "Please, Percy, cum inside me! Make me carry your children!"
The raw desperation in her voice cracked something open in his chest. This wasn't just pleasure anymore; it was a vow, a claiming, their souls braiding tighter with every heartbeat. Their soulmate bond flared, humming with fierce joy as it grew impossibly stronger. Percy leaned down, pressing his sweat-slicked chest to her back, one hand still working her clit while the other braced beside her head. He kissed her shoulder, tasting salt and smoke and her.
"You're mine," He whispered hotly against her skin, nipping lightly at her earlobe before capturing her lips in a messy, sideways kiss. Their tongues tangled as he drove into her harder, the angle letting him hit that perfect spot deep inside her with every snap of his hips.
Vestia moaned into his mouth, arching back against him, fingers clawing the sheets as another climax built like a storm inside her. The rising heat between them turned every touch electric. His fingers on her clit, sending sparks straight to her core, her walls burning hotter around him like a forge welcoming its hammer.
"Right there! Fuck, yes!" She gasped between kisses, one hand reaching back to tangle in his hair, pulling him closer as if she feared he'd vanish.
He broke away only to trail his lips down her neck, sucking a glowing mark into her golden skin. Every clench of her walls felt like paradise, every brush of her body against his sent fire through his veins. She was a drug made solely for him, and he was utterly addicted.
"I love you," he groaned, voice rough as his rhythm faltered, thrusts turning wild and desperate.
"Aaaahhh!!" Vestia cried out, her walls fluttering wildly as another orgasm crashed into her, her walls tightening around him further, and a new gush of liquids soaking him and the futon. Her nerves blazed like wildfire, head fogging with pleasure. Yet even as she convulsed, she realized he still hadn't come yet, and the thought of him finally cumming inside her sparked another climax building inside her.
Percy couldn't hold back any longer.
His hands slid up her arms, fingers intertwining with hers in a grip that started gentle and turned possessive in the span of a heartbeat. He pinned her hands down against the futon beside her head, anchoring her completely as he drove into her harder, deeper. The air shimmered with heat, steam rising from their sweat-slicked bodies as the hearth roared like an inferno.
Then it hit him, a sudden, immense pressure in his core, like a dam finally giving way. In a heartbeat, he understood. The Domain of Eros unlocked, and violet light exploded across his skin, flooding them both like divine fire. Every sensation sharpened. Her heat became scorching bliss, her moans a symphony in his soul. His stamina surged, endless and unstoppable, and his release swelled to something monumental.
"I'm cumming," he growled, burying his face in her neck, kissing and nipping at her skin as his body locked.
"Yes! Fill me up!" Vestia screamed, her walls clamping down in perfect rhythm, milking him desperately.
With one final thrust, Percy buried himself to the hilt and came hard, flooding her with thick, endless ropes of cum that seemed to go on forever. Her womb couldn't contain it all; it spilled out around their joined bodies in hot rivulets. Vestia sobbed in ecstasy, her own climax crashing in perfect sync, walls milking every drop as tears of pure bliss streamed down her golden cheeks.
They collapsed together, panting, kissing lazily as the afterglow washed over them. Percy's hands gently caressed her sides, pulling her close as they caught their breath. The violet glow from his Domain of Eros pulsed softly around them, enhancing every lingering touch. The way his fingers traced lazy circles on her sweat-slicked skin, the soft press of her lips against his neck as she nuzzled closer. Vestia gasped quietly, her body still trembling from the intensity of her orgasms, while Percy kissed her temple, tasting the salt of her tears mixed with the faint smokiness of her divine scent.
The room's heat began to ease slightly, the air no longer scorching but warm and comforting, like a dying ember. Percy felt the domain's power recede temporarily, pulling back like a tide retreating from the shore, giving them a moment of gentle recovery. The overwhelming sensitivity faded just enough for their bodies to relax, the fire in their veins cooling to a pleasant glow. It was as if Eros himself granted them this brief respite, knowing they needed it before the night continued.
Percy shifted slowly, pressing one last kiss to her lips before gently pulling out of her with a soft, wet sound. He couldn't help but admire his work as he did. Vestia's thighs glistening with their combined fluids, her pussy slightly swollen and leaking his thick cum, her belly softly raised from how full he'd left her. The sight made his cock twitch, but the domain's temporary lull kept him from diving right back in. Instead, he caressed her inner thighs, fingers tracing the mess he'd made, drawing a soft whimper from her as she shivered under his touch.
"Look at you… absolutely ruined and still the most beautiful thing I've ever seen." He whispered as if laying claim to her, the possessiveness in his tone making her tremble a bit as he lay down beside her and planted a gentle kiss on her forehead. Vestia's golden cheeks flushed deeper as she let out a shy, breathless laugh, her hand reaching over to tangle weakly in his hair.
"You… you really did a number on me," She murmured, voice hoarse from screaming so much. Percy smiled against her skin, pressing another kiss before pulling away.
As the two shared the moment, a soft, red-gold shimmer began to ripple across Vestia's skin, faint at first, then brighter. Percy lifted his head, watching in awe as the light intensified, bathing the room in warm dawn colors. The glow flared, and her form blurred like heat haze over flame. In the space of a heartbeat, Percy watched as the single goddess became two.
Hestia appeared in front of him, soft and shy eyes lay on him as a golden blush flooded her face. All she could do was curl up into his chest to avoid his gaze, but the musky scent in the air and trapped on her skin told another story. Percy pulled her closer, letting the trembling goddess relax against him for a moment longer. She let out a soft, breathless whimper, her body still quivering from the intensity, legs weakly tangling with his as she buried her face in the crook of his neck.
Percy's arms wrapped around her instinctively, one hand stroking her damp hair while the other traced soothing circles on her back. Hestia melted into the touch, her breath hitching as she pressed soft, open-mouthed kisses along his collarbone, tasting the salt of his skin mixed with the lingering heat of their passion. Her fingers clutched at his chest, nails grazing lightly as she nuzzled closer, seeking the comfort of his heartbeat.
"That was amazing," Percy whispered against her temple, his voice low and reverent.
Hestia let out a tiny sigh, her golden cheeks burning as she hid her face deeper against him. "I… I've never felt anything like that," she murmured, voice trembling with emotion. "It was… amazing."
Just behind her, Vesta materialized fully, stretching languidly like a cat waking from a nap. She shared the same glistening thighs, the same swollen belly softly raised from how full he'd left them, the same disheveled hair clinging to sweat-damp skin. But where Hestia radiated shy, trembling warmth, Vesta's smirk was pure, satisfied mischief.
"Well," Vesta purred, voice husky as she crawled forward on all fours, hips swaying, "someone's been thoroughly claimed."
Her cinder eyes gleamed with playful hunger as she leaned over Hestia's shoulder, pressing a soft kiss to her twin's flushed cheek before trailing her lips down to the sensitive spot behind her ear. Hestia shivered, a soft moan escaping her as Vesta's hand slid down her back, fingers tracing the curve of her spine before resting possessively on her hip.
"Gods, look at you," Vesta whispered, her voice dripping with adoration as she nuzzled Hestia's neck, inhaling their mingled scent. "So beautiful… so full of him." Her fingers dipped lower, brushing through the mess between Hestia's thighs, drawing a sharp gasp from her twin as she trembled harder.
Percy watched, heart pounding, as Vesta's lips curved into a wicked grin. She kissed Hestia's shoulder, then her jaw, before capturing her lips in a slow, sensual kiss that left Hestia whimpering softly. Their tongues brushed lazily, a quiet echo of the passion they'd just shared, and Percy felt his cock twitch at the sight, the domain's lingering pulse making every touch electric. Vesta eventually slowly pulled back just enough to meet Percy's gaze, her smirk widening as she crawled closer, her body brushing against Hestia's as she moved.
"Don't think you're done yet, love," She purred, voice low and teasing as her hand slid up his chest, nails grazing lightly. "You've got two goddesses to satisfy tonight."
Hestia let out a shy, breathless laugh, her face still buried in Percy's neck, but her hand reached out to tangle with Vesta's, their fingers intertwining as they shared a look of pure, radiant love. The air around them shimmered with heat and intimacy, the hearth fire crackling softly as if in approval.
"I love you both… so much." Percy's heart swelled, his arms tightening around Hestia as he leaned in to kiss Vesta's forehead, then Hestia's, his voice rough with emotion. Vesta's smirk softened into something tender, her eyes shimmering as she leaned forward, pressing her forehead to his.
"We love you too," Vesta whispered, her voice catching slightly, raw with emotion. Hestia nodded against his chest, her own eyes glistening as she squeezed his hand, her soft fingers trembling with the weight of everything they'd just shared. The air around them was thick with the scent of their passion, the hearth fire crackling softly as if echoing the warmth in their hearts.
For a moment, they simply held each other, Percy's arms wrapped tightly around Hestia while Vesta leaned into him, her forehead resting against his, their breaths mingling in the quiet intimacy. His hand stroked Hestia's back, tracing the curve of her spine, while Vesta's fingers brushed lightly over his chest, feeling the rapid thump of his heart beneath her palm. The violet glow of his Domain of Eros pulsed faintly, enhancing every touch, every shared breath, making their closeness feel like a sacred vow.
But the tenderness only lasted a moment.
Vesta's bratty spark reignited as she shifted, moving Hestia out of the way before straddling Percy's hips in one fluid motion, her soaked pussy grinding against his still-hard cock. The sudden friction drew a low groan from Percy's throat, his hands instantly finding her hips as her golden eyes gleamed with mischief. She leaned forward, her breasts brushing against his chest through the sheer red mesh, her lips hovering just above his as she smirked.
"Think you can handle round two already, love?" she purred, her voice dripping with playful challenge as she rolled her hips again, coating him in her slick heat. Hestia let out a soft, flustered whimper from his side, her face flushing deeper as she watched. Percy's eyes darkened with desire, the Domain of Eros pulsing faintly in response to Vesta's teasing.
"You're playing with fire," he growled, one hand sliding up to cup her ass, squeezing hard enough to make her gasp.
"Good," Vesta whispered, leaning down to nip at his lower lip, her hips grinding slower, more deliberately, drawing another groan from him. "Burn me then."
She didn't give him a chance to answer.
Vesta rolled her hips in a lazy, torturous circle, dragging her soaked folds along the full length of his cock without letting him inside. Every slow drag coated him in fresh heat, her slick mixing with the mess he'd left inside both Hestia and her. She leaned forward, breasts pressing against his chest through the ruined mesh, nipples hard and scraping across his skin as she moved. The friction made her bite her lip, a soft, needy whimper escaping as she felt him throb beneath her.
Percy's hands flexed on her ass, fingers digging in hard enough to leave golden marks on her skin. His breath came in rough pants, violet light flickering across his skin as the Domain of Eros answered her teasing with a hungry pulse. His cock twitched against her, aching to be buried inside her again.
"Vesta…" he growled, voice low and dangerous, warning laced with raw need.
She just smirked, rising up on her knees so only the swollen head of his cock kissed her entrance, then sank an inch, just enough to make him throb, before lifting away again. She did it over and over in a slow and cruel rhythm that left Percy straining for more, hips jerking up involuntarily, chasing the heat she kept denying him.
"Feel that?" She purred, leaning down until her lips brushed his ear, her voice dripping with smug satisfaction. "That's me dripping for you. All that cum you pumped into Vestia… still leaking out of us… and I want every drop you have left."
Her hips snapped forward suddenly, grinding hard, clit dragging along his shaft as she moaned shamelessly, loud and unashamed. The sound sent a jolt straight through Percy, his hands tightening on her ass as he fought the urge to flip her over and fuck her senseless. Beside them, Hestia whimpered a little, thighs rubbing together, watching with wide, lust-glazed eyes, fingers circling her own clit as she bit her lip to muffle her sounds.
Percy's control snapped.
His hands shot up to grip her waist, fingers digging into soft golden flesh hard enough to leave faint bruises that vanished almost instantly. With a low, animal growl, he lifted her just enough, hips rolling once so the thick, swollen head of his cock pressed hot and demanding against her dripping entrance.
Vesta's bratty smirk faltered into a sharp, breathless gasp. Her thighs trembled around his hips, slick with their combined release, and her nails clawed at his shoulders as she tried and failed to sink down on him.
"Beg for it," he commanded, voice rough and ragged, violet eyes glowing with unrestrained hunger.
Vesta's mask shattered completely. The proud, teasing Roman goddess melted in the space of a heartbeat. Her golden cheeks flushed darker, eyes glassy, cinder eyes wide and pleading, lips parted on a desperate little whimper.
"Please," she breathed, voice cracking, hips rocking helplessly against him. "Please, fuck me! I need it so bad."
She tried again to push down, thighs shaking, but his iron grip held her suspended, only the thick, swollen head of his cock stretching her entrance, teasing her with the promise of fullness.
"Please. I'm begging you, I can't take it anymore. I need you inside me. I need you to stretch me again." She whimpered louder, tears of raw want shining in her eyes.
Her hips jerked uselessly, trying to take more, but Percy only tightened his hold, fingers bruising her hips as he kept her exactly where he wanted her.
"More. Tell me exactly what you want, Vesta," He growled, voice low and dangerous, violet light flaring brighter across his skin. She sobbed, nails raking down his chest hard enough to leave red trails that healed instantly.
"I want your cock, I want you to fuck me raw, to split me open, to fill me until I'm dripping with you again… please, Percy, I'm yours… just take me…" She cried out, her voice breaking. Her thighs shook violently now, slick dripping down his shaft as she fought against his grip, desperate little rolls of her hips trying to take even an inch more.
"Please! I'll be good! I'll be your good girl! Just fuck me, please—!"
Percy moved before she could finish and slammed her down in one brutal thrust, burying himself to the hilt, stretching her out. Vesta screamed, back arching, breasts bouncing as her walls clamped down like molten silk around him. Her nails dug into his shoulders hard enough to draw blood, golden tears spilling down her cheeks as her body convulsed from the sudden, perfect fullness.
"Yes! Yes! Fuck! Percy!" She screamed between broken screams, hips already rocking to meet him even before he moved. He didn't make her wait. Percy gripped her hips and started fucking her hard and fast, every thrust driving the air from her lungs in desperate, filthy moans. The slap of their bodies echoed through the sweltering room, the hearth fire roaring in approval as heat flooded back in waves.
"Harder! Gods, Percy fuck me harder!" She cried, voice cracking into a raw, desperate scream. Every punishing thrust made her breasts bounce wildly, nipples scraping against his chest through the ruined mesh until they were swollen, aching, burning with need. Sweat poured off her golden skin, evaporating in wisps of steam the moment it left her body. The room's temperature was climbing again, and the hearth fire roared like a living thing.
Percy snarled and gave her exactly what she wanted, more.
He surged upright in one brutal motion, one arm banding around her waist like molten iron, hauling her flush against him so hard her breath stuttered in her throat. His other hand tangled in her sweat-damp hair, yanking her head back just enough to bare the long column of her throat. He kissed her fiercely, teeth sinking into her lower lip until golden ichor welled, tongue plunging into her mouth in perfect, savage rhythm with the snap of his hips.
"Every inch. Every ounce. Everything you have and are is mine," he growled against her mouth, voice ragged, violet light blazing from his skin like a living star.
Vesta could only whimper, nodding frantically as tears of overstimulation spilled down her golden cheeks. Her thighs shook uncontrollably, slick with their combined release, the wet slap of their bodies loud and obscene in the sweltering room. The Domain of Eros throbbed between them, turning every sensation into pure, searing bliss. Her nipples felt like live coals dragging across his chest, every thrust of his cock inside her sent molten fire racing through her veins, her clit pulsed with each grind against his pelvis until she was sobbing from the intensity.
Percy shifted again, flipping her onto her back without ever pulling out. In one smooth motion, he hooked her legs over his elbows, spreading her so wide her knees nearly touched her shoulders. He drove into her at a deeper, more brutal angle, each thrust slamming into that perfect spot inside her that made her see stars. Her walls fluttered helplessly around him, clenching, milking, begging.
Vesta shattered, her back arched off the futon so violently the wood creaked beneath them. A raw, guttural scream tore from her throat as her walls clamped down like a vice forged in the heart of a volcano. The Domain of Eros turned the orgasm into something divine. Every nerve exploded with violet fire, her vision whited out, her entire body convulsed in endless, rolling waves. She squirted around him in hot, endless pulses, soaking his lap, the futon, everything, her thighs trembling so hard they nearly slipped from his grip. The pleasure was so intense it bordered on pain, her golden tears streaming as she sobbed his name over and over like a prayer.
Percy fucked her through it, hips never slowing, drawing out every tremor until she was a sobbing, oversensitive mess beneath him, her voice reduced to broken whimpers and pleas. But he still wasn't done.
He flipped her onto her stomach in one smooth motion, hands gripping her hips and yanking her ass up hard. Vesta let out a muffled cry into the cushions as he slid back into her from behind, the new angle letting him drive even deeper, the head of his cock kissing her cervix with every punishing thrust. She pushed back to meet him, desperate for more even as her body shook from the crashing waves of pleasure, her walls still fluttering from the last climax.
"Percy, it's too much. I can't—!" She gasped, voice breaking on every word, but her hips betrayed her, grinding back against him greedily, chasing the overwhelming pleasure flooding through her.
"You can," he growled, leaning down to bite her shoulder hard enough to leave a glowing golden mark, marking her skin as he pounded into her. "You're mine. Take it."
The Domain of Eros surged again, violet light blazing so bright the entire room seemed bathed in amethyst fire. Every sensation sharpened to impossible levels. The scorching heat of her core, the way her walls clenched around him, trying to keep him inside her, the slick drag of his cock against her most sensitive spots. The air itself felt thick with divine lust, every breath tasting of smoke and sex.
Another orgasm ripped through her, stronger than the last, her walls fluttering wildly as she screamed his name into the cushions, muffled but raw. Her body convulsed, thighs shaking violently as another flood of slick heat soaked them both. Percy's thrusts turned erratic, desperate, the scorching heat of her core pulling him over the edge with her.
"I'm cumming—" he snarled, voice breaking into a primal growl as his hips slammed forward one final time, burying himself to the hilt so deep she felt him in her very soul. The Domain of Eros flared blinding violet, and Percy came like a god unleashing a flood.
Thick, endless ropes of cum erupted inside her, hotter than molten gold, heavier than anything mortal could ever produce. Pulse after pulse, he filled her until her womb couldn't hold another drop. The pressure forced it back around his cock in hot, creamy rivulets that spilled out with every tiny shift of his hips, painting her trembling thighs, dripping down her ass, pooling beneath them on the ruined futon in glistening streams. Each new surge made Vesta moan harder, her body jerking with every fresh wave, her walls clamping and fluttering wildly as if trying to pull him even deeper, to keep every last bit of him inside her forever.
She came with him, again, a violent, full-body convulsion that tore a raw, broken scream from her throat. Her back bowed off the futon, breasts heaving, golden tears streaming sideways into her hair as the pleasure became too much to contain. Percy's body shook as the last ropes spilled from him, his breath ragged against her neck. The domain's glow slowly dimmed, but the aftershocks still rippled through them both, tiny, electric tremors that made Vesta whimper every time he shifted inside her.
As the last tremors faded, Percy's violet glow softened to a gentle, pulsing shimmer. He pressed one final kiss to Vesta's sweat-damp temple, easing out of her with a slow, wet drag that made her whimper and clutch at the ruined futon. A thick river of cum followed, spilling from her swollen folds in slow, creamy rivulets that painted her golden thighs and pooled beneath her.
Then his gaze drifted to the side and landed on his other goddess. Hestia was curled on her side only a foot away, knees drawn up, one hand buried between her trembling thighs. Her fingers glistened, moving in small, desperate circles over her clit, hips rocking in tiny, helpless motions as she watched them with wide, lust-glazed cinder eyes.
The entire time Percy had been fucking Vesta, Hestia had been touching herself, letting out quiet, shy little gasps muffled against her own arm, golden cheeks flushed darker than the hearth fire roaring behind her. Her free hand clutched the edge of the futon, knuckles white, as soft, needy whimpers slipped from her lips with every stroke of her fingers.
She froze the instant his eyes met hers, fingers stilling inside her soaked pussy, breath catching in a soft, embarrassed whimper that made Percy's heart clench and his cock twitch harder. Her golden skin shimmered with sweat, breasts heaving beneath the ruined red mesh, nipples stiff and aching, thighs trembling as her arousal dripped down onto the futon beneath her.
Percy's cock twitched, already hardening again under the lingering pulse of his new domain. His stamina seemed infinite in this moment, the violet glow of Eros still thrumming beneath his skin, urging him onward.
"Hestia…" His voice was low, reverent, possessive, a prayer and a claim all at once. He reached for her without hesitation, one strong arm sliding beneath her trembling knees, the other curling behind her back. With effortless strength, he lifted her, cradling her against his chest like something sacred and fragile, her slick thighs parting instinctively as he pulled her into his lap.
Hestia came willingly, a soft, breathless whimper escaping her lips as her legs spread wide, thighs sliding over his, her soaked, swollen heat brushing the full length of his still-hard cock. The contact drew a shuddering gasp from them both, her slick coating him instantly, her trembling fingers clutching at his shoulders as if afraid he'd vanish.
Vesta rolled lazily onto her side, cum still leaking from her in slow, creamy rivulets that traced glistening paths down her golden thighs and pooled beneath her on the ruined futon. Her body was a masterpiece of spent pleasure. Breasts heaving with each ragged breath, nipples still hard and flushed dark. Sweat beaded on her skin like liquid gold in the firelight, and every slow shift of her hips made another thick drop of his release slip free.
A satisfied smirk curved her lips as she watched them, one hand idly tracing lazy circles through the mess between her own legs. Her fingers came away shining, and she brought them to her mouth without breaking eye contact, tongue curling around them with a low, decadent moan that made Percy's cock twitch against Hestia's folds.
"Look at her," Vesta purred, voice husky with lingering pleasure and fresh mischief. "Our shy little flame couldn't keep her hands off herself while you wrecked me. She's absolutely dripping for you, Percy."
Hestia's blush deepened to molten gold at her twin's words. She buried her face against his neck with a mortified whimper. Still, her hips betrayed her completely, rocking forward in tiny, desperate circles that dragged her soaked pussy along his length, coating him in her arousal. Each grind drew a soft, needy sound from her throat, muffled against his skin, her fingers digging harder into his shoulders as if anchoring herself to him.
Vesta's smirk widened into something wicked and tender all at once. She pushed herself up on one elbow, muscles still trembling from her own orgasms, and crawled closer. One hand slid up Hestia's back, fingers threading gently through sweat-damp curls, while the other traced the curve of Hestia's hip, smearing the mess still leaking from her twin across golden skin.
"You're shaking, little flame," Vesta whispered, lips brushing Hestia's ear. "Did watching him ruin me make you this desperate?"
"Yes…" Hestia let out a broken whimper, nodding against Percy's neck as another helpless roll of her hips ground her clit against the ridge of his cock. Vesta's hand slipped lower, cupping Hestia's breast, thumb circling a stiff nipple until Hestia arched with a gasp.
"Then let him take care of you," Vesta murmured, pressing a soft kiss to Hestia's shoulder before meeting Percy's eyes with a look that promised sin and devotion in equal measure. "She's been waiting so patiently… hasn't she?"
Percy's gaze flicked between the two goddesses, heart pounding with love and hunger. Hestia's shy, trembling warmth and Vesta's wicked, teasing fire. Both were his and he was theirs, nothing could be more perfect than this. He leaned down, capturing Hestia's lips in a slow, reverent kiss, tasting her sweetness as his hands slid down to grip her thighs.
Hestia melted into the kiss, her soft moans muffled against his mouth as she clung to him, legs spreading wider in silent invitation. Percy's cock throbbed against her soaked folds, slick with her arousal and the remnants of Vesta's release. He broke the kiss, trailing his lips down her neck, sucking lightly at her pulse point as his hands lifted her hips, positioning her.
"Percy…" Hestia whimpered, voice shy but laced with need, her cinder eyes wide and trusting as she looked up at him. The firelight danced across her flushed golden skin, catching on the faint sheen of sweat that made her glow like a living ember. Every tiny shiver that ran through her body rippled against his chest, her nipples hard and scraping softly against him through the ruined red mesh.
He pushed into her slowly, savoring every inch as her scorching walls enveloped him. Hestia's breath hitched, a soft cry escaping her lips as he filled her completely, her legs trembling around his waist. The heat was overwhelming, her core like a furnace, burning hotter with every inch he claimed. Vesta watched Percy's cock slide into Hestia until he bottomed out inside her, a low, satisfied moan slipping from her own throat. Fingers still circling lazily between her own thighs, slick with the mess he'd left in her, her smirk softened into something tender, almost reverent.
"She's so shy," she purred, crawling closer on all fours, hips swaying, golden thighs glistening as she pressed a slow, open-mouthed kiss to Hestia's shoulder.
"But she wants it rough, Percy. She's been dreaming of you pinning her down, fucking her until she can't think straight, until all she knows is your cock splitting her open." Hestia's blush deepened to molten gold, a mortified whimper escaping her as she hid her face against Percy's chest. But her hips rocked forward instinctively, grinding against him, betraying her desire in the most delicious way. Her walls fluttered around him, clenching greedily, and the soft, needy sound she made vibrated straight through his skin.
Percy's eyes darkened, the Domain of Eros pulsing faintly as he gripped her thighs tighter, fingers sinking into soft flesh hard enough to leave faint golden marks that healed almost instantly.
"Is that true, my love?" he murmured, voice low and possessive as he thrust slowly into her before dragging his tip against her sensitive areas, drawing a soft, broken moan from her. He leaned down, lips brushing the shell of her ear. "Do you want me to fuck you senseless? Want me to ruin this perfect little pussy until you're screaming my name?"
"Y-yes. I want you to be rougher, please…" Hestia nodded against his chest, her voice barely a whisper, trembling with shame and want. Vesta's smirk widened into pure sin as she leaned in, kissing Hestia's neck before whispering hotly against her twin's ear, loud enough for Percy to hear every word.
"She wants you to wreck her, Percy. Pin her down, mark her, make her scream your name until she forgets everything but you buried balls-deep inside her dripping cunt." Hestia let out a mortified, desperate sob, but her hips bucked harder against him, her walls clenching so tight Percy had to grit his teeth to keep from losing it right then.
Percy's control snapped.
He surged upward, hands sliding under Hestia's thighs in one brutal motion, lifting her clear off the futon. Her legs locked around his waist on pure instinct, ankles crossing at the small of his back as he stood tall in the middle of the sweltering room. Hestia's startled cry turned into a broken moan; the instant gravity slammed her down onto his cock, impaling her to the hilt.
"Percy—!"
The word shattered into a scream as he started fucking her standing, hands gripping her ass hard enough to bruise golden skin, using her own weight to drive himself deeper with every savage thrust.
The hearth fire roared behind them, flames leaping to the ceiling as if feeding off the raw heat pouring from their joined bodies. Sweat poured off them both, evaporating into steam before it could even fall. The air itself seemed to burn, thick and shimmering, thick enough to taste sex and smoke and divine desperation.
"Like that?" he snarled, voice ragged, violet light blazing from his skin as the Domain of Eros turned every sensation into pure fire. "Is this rough enough for my shy little goddess?"
Hestia could only sob, nodding frantically, tears of overwhelmed pleasure streaming down her golden cheeks. Her arms clung to his neck, nails raking bloody crescents as he pounded into her. Each thrust lifted her clear off his cock before slamming her back down, the wet slap of their bodies loud and obscene, her slick dripping down his balls with every brutal stroke.
"Yes! Yes! Gods! Harder! Ruin me! Please! Fuck me until I break!" She begged between broken screams, voice cracking as her walls fluttered wildly around him. Vesta watched from the futon, legs spread wide, fingers plunging into her own soaked pussy as she moaned at the sight of Percy fucking Hestia with all his might.
"That's it," She purred, voice thick with lust. "Look at her, our sweet little Hestia begging to be fucked stupid. She's dripping down your balls, Percy. Give her what she needs."
Percy growled and spun them, slamming Hestia's back against the warm stone wall beside the hearth. The impact drove the air from her lungs in a sharp cry, her legs tightening around him as he pinned her there, one hand gripping her thigh, the other tangling in her hair to yank her head back. He bit down on her exposed throat hard enough to leave divots on her skin, then soothed it with his tongue as he fucked her harder, deeper, faster.
Hestia shattered, her back arched violently, a raw, guttural scream tearing from her throat as her walls clamped down like a vice. Her entire body convulsed as an orgasm crashed on her, thighs shaking uncontrollably as she squirted around him in hot, endless pulses, soaking his cock, his thighs, the floor beneath them. Percy fucked her through it, hips never slowing, drawing out every tremor until she was sobbing, oversensitive and trembling in his arms.
"Again, I'm not done with you." He snarled against her neck, teeth grazing the fresh mark.
He spun her again, this time pressing her front-first against the scorching hearth wall. The stone burned against her breasts, her cheek, but she only moaned louder, pushing back against him desperately. Percy gripped her hips and slammed back in, the new angle letting him drive even deeper, the head of his cock kissing her cervix with every punishing thrust.
"It's too much—I can't—!" Hestia gasped, voice shattering on every syllable, tears of pure overload streaking down her golden cheeks. But her hips betrayed her completely, slamming back against him with greedy, desperate rolls, chasing the overwhelming pleasure even as her body shook like it might break apart.
"You can and you will," Percy snarled, voice raw and possessive. "You're mine. Take it."
He leaned down and bit her shoulder hard enough to leave another glowing golden mark, teeth sinking deep into soft flesh as he drove into her with brutal, punishing thrusts that shook the hearth wall. The scorching stone seared her breasts and belly, but she only screamed louder, arching into the burn like it was worship.
Vesta appeared at their side in a heartbeat, knees hitting the floor, fingers still buried knuckle-deep in her dripping pussy. She moaned shamelessly at the sight, golden eyes glazed with lust.
"Look at you," She whispered, voice thick and filthy as she leaned in to lick a tear from Hestia's cheek. "Our shy little goddess turned into a desperate, cock-hungry slut. He's wrecking you so good, isn't he? Look how you're creaming all over his fat cock. Fuck, you're taking him like you were born for it."
Hestia could only moan in agreement, another orgasm ripping through her like wildfire. Her walls clamped down impossibly tight, milking him in violent spasms as she squirted again, soaking his thighs, the floor, everything. Percy fucked her through it without mercy, hips snapping forward with savage force, the wet slap of their bodies loud and obscene.
"Percy, break me!" She screamed, voice hoarse, tears streaming as her body convulsed against the scorching hearth. Percy's thrusts turned erratic, desperate, the heat of her core pulling him over the edge.
"I'm cumming!" Percy snarled, voice raw and animal as he slammed into her one last time, burying himself to the hilt with a thrust so brutal the stone wall behind Hestia cracked under the force. His entire body locked, muscles straining, violet light blazing from his skin like a living star.
Then he erupted inside her, thick, scalding ropes of cum surged into her, pulse after endless pulse, amplified by the Domain of Eros into something divine and overwhelming. It was too much for her body to contain. Hot and creamy streams of cum burst out around his cock with every heartbeat, running down her trembling thighs in glistening rivulets, pooling beneath them on the scorched stone in thick, pearly puddles that steamed in the sweltering air.
Hestia screamed, a raw, broken sound torn from the depths of her soul. Her walls clamped down like molten silk forged into a vice, milking him with violent, rhythmic spasms that dragged every last drop from him. Her entire body convulsed against the hearth, back arching so hard her shoulders left the wall, breasts heaving, tears streaming sideways into her sweat-damp hair. Her legs shook uncontrollably around his waist, heels digging into his back as wave after wave of blinding pleasure crashed through her, every nerve alight with violet fire.
The Domain of Eros turned their shared climax into something sacred and devastating. Every pulse of his release felt like liquid starlight flooding her womb, every flutter of her walls around him felt like she was pulling his very essence inside her, binding them tighter than any vow ever could. She cried out his name over and over, voice cracking into beautiful, wrecked fragments as her body surrendered completely.
Percy's own vision whited out for a moment, the sheer intensity stealing his breath. He could feel her milking him, could feel the heat of his cum spilling out around them, could taste the salt of her tears as he kissed them away between ragged gasps. When the last shuddering pulse finally left him, he stayed buried deep, arms trembling as he held her pinned against the wall, unwilling to let even an inch separate them yet.
They collapsed together, panting, kissing lazily as the afterglow washed over them in slow, heavy waves. Percy's shaking hands still gently caressed her sides, tracing the curve of her waist, the soft swell of her cum-slicked belly, pulling her close as they caught their breath. The violet glow from his Domain of Eros pulsed softly around them, enhancing every lingering touch: the way his fingers traced reverent circles on her sweat-slicked skin, the soft press of her lips against his neck as she nuzzled closer, still trembling from the intensity, her breath hitching with every tiny aftershock.
Vesta curled against them both, her own release still dripping down her thighs in slow, creamy trails as she pressed close, golden skin flushed and glowing. She kissed Hestia's tear-streaked cheek, then Percy's jaw, her voice a satisfied, husky purr that vibrated with lingering pleasure.
"We're never letting you leave this cabin," she murmured, nipping Percy's jaw before licking a slow stripe up his throat, tasting the salt of his sweat. "Ever. You're ours now, and we're keeping you forever."
Hestia let out a soft, breathless laugh between kisses, her fingers tangling with Vesta's as they both nuzzled closer, surrounding Percy in warmth and love and the lingering scent of their shared ecstasy. The hearth fire settled into a low, contented crackle, as if the cabin itself approved of the vow. Percy could only smile, utterly spent and utterly content for the moment, his arms tightening around both goddesses as he pressed a kiss to each of their foreheads.
"Deal," he whispered, voice rough with love. "I'm not going anywhere."