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Of Wine And War	By : KiriNoTenshi Category: M through R > Percy Jackson & the Olympians Views: 28996 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Dxinsider: Thanks for the support. And to answer your question... well they''re all conveniently answered in this chapter.
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Dionysus reached down and grabbed my arm. He forcefully yanked me out of the bed so that I was standing next him.

“Be careful,” Chiron warned. “He’s weak from the poison, and he still doesn’t know what needs to be done.”

“And I plan to rectify that right now,” said the clearly annoyed god of wine. I blinked and suddenly I was somewhere else. It was a hotel room, and an expensive one by the looks of it. I recognized it. This was the very room I’d slept in during the battle to defend Olympus. We were in one of the top suites of the Plaza Hotel, and it was just me and Mr.D.

“What are we doing here?” I asked as Mr.D pulled me across the room.

He steered me over to the canopy bed and sat me on the edge, and then pulled up a chair directly across from me. He snapped his fingers and suddenly his track suit was replaced by a leopard print robe. I also noticed that his round stomach seemed to have completely disappeared.

“I’ll be brief,” Mr.D said with a sigh. “Ares poisoned you with the venom of –”

“The Chthonic Serpent, yeah I know that already,” I said impatiently. “I also know that Hera help Ares sneak into the camp. Can we please just skip to the part where you tell me what I need to do so the poison doesn’t kill me?!”

Mr.D studied me for a second. “So Hera was in on this too? No wonder she fought to reduce Ares’s sentence.”

“What was his punishment?” I asked.

“That’s not important right now,” Mr.D snapped at me. “So you know what you were poisoned with, but do you know what this means?”

I shook my head.

“I thought not,” Mr.D said leaning back in his chair. “Chthonic spirits are the embodiment of envy, lust, sensuality, and deceit. They are also fertility spirits. When the poison is added to soil it becomes something like a super-fertilizer. However, if it introduced to human blood, especially the blood of a demigod, it will overpower and kill them. There is only one way to save you at this point. You need to be bound to a god.”

“Bound?” I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. “What do you mean by that?”

“I mean, that unless you are claimed by a god, you will die,” He said sternly. “And the council, in their infinite wisdom, has decided that I should be the one to claim you. However, I do need your permission; so you can either die a rather painful death within the next few days, or become immortal and stand beside me for eternity.”

I was sure I’d misheard him. Those couldn’t be the only options I had. I didn’t want to die, but I didn’t really want to live forever either. I really didn’t want to die though. I had so much I still wanted to do. Not to mention I couldn’t leave my mom like this, it would break her heart. I started to think about the first time I had been offered immortality. The only reason I had turned that down was because I wanted to be with Annabeth, but she had dumped me. The more I thought about it the more I realized I didn’t have a reason to turn down immortality.

“Ok,” I said taking a deep breath. “I don’t want to die so, whatever we need to do; I guess I’m ok with it.”

“Very well,” said Mr.D as he got up and walked over to me. He grabbed my hand and put something into it. “Here take this.”

I looked down and saw that he had put a grape in my hand. “Why?” I asked.

“Just something to make it easier,” he said taking a step back. I popped the grape into my mouth and bit down. The taste was really sour, like really strong wine. As I swallowed I felt a strange heat blossom in my stomach.

“What was that?” I asked.

“About two bottles of wine concentrated into a single grape,” He said nonchalantly. “It’ll help loosen you up and relax.”

That’s when I felt vines wrap around my wrists.

“Wait. What’s going on?” I could feel myself start to panic. “What are you doing?”

Mr.D didn’t answer. He simply stood there and watched as the vines pulled my arms above my head and other vines started to drag me across the bed towards the head board.

“Stop! Please! What does this have to do with the poison?”

“I told you,” Mr.D said. He snapped his fingers and suddenly I was laying naked, spread across the bed. The vines constricted tighter around my wrist. “I need to claim you. It’s the only thing that can save your life.”

I wanted to fight more but I started to feel my face heat up and I got really light headed. I looked up at Mr.D as he started to untie his robe. As I watched it fall away I noticed his stomach was very flat for someone who, just this afternoon, had a beer belly. I had to admit he had the body that I want to have when I get older. I didn’t know if that last thought was me or the wine but it would make sense that he was built like a Greek god. After all, he was one.

“The gods can look anyway we want to,” said Dionysus smirking. Oh right, they can read minds, too. I had forgotten about that, again.

“I’m glad you seem to like what you see,” he said smugly as he crawled over me until our faces were level. “That will make this much easier.” Our bodies were so close now I could fell his body heat wash over me. His hand moved from my waist to my thigh. I felt a heat in my groin and knew I had an erection coming on.

“So when you say claim…?” I asked, hesitantly.

“Why, Percy, are you really so slow that you haven’t figured it out yet,” he said as vines wrapped around my stiffening cock. I moaned as the vines alternated between contracting and then loosening. Dionysus sat back to observe his handy work.

“You,” I panted. “You called me Percy.” I felt the vines around my legs start to pull my knees towards my shoulders. A sharp pain shot up my side from the pressure that was now on my stab wound. I cried out and tightly shut my eyes panting through the pain.

Dionysus face flickered briefly with concern before quickly returning to a smirk. “That wound is proving to be troublesome, isn’t it? Well, we can’t have that.” His hand went over my side where the knife had gone in. I felt a vague tingling sensation and realized he had just healed me.

“Wait,” I managed to gasp out. “We can’t do this. We’re both guys. And you don’t even like me.”

“You don’t know anything about ancient Greeks do you,” Dionysus said nonchalantly. “I assure you, this is nothing new to me.” His eyes raked over my body. I guess I was an interesting site with my knees being held by my head and my now fully erect shaft wrapped in vines. “And no, I’m not particularly fond of you. Although since I’m stuck with you for eternity, who knows, maybe you’ll grow on me.”

I’ll admit I didn’t hear much of what he had said. I could feel a pressure building in my groin that, I knew from *ahem* masturbating, signaled an impending orgasm.

“Oh no,” Dionysus said in a way that I could actually hear a smirk in his voice. “We can’t have you finish before we’ve even really begun.” As he said that the vines around my cock constricted around the base and wrapped around my balls.

“I suppose now is as good a time as ever to move on to the main event.” He leaned back over me one of his hands disappearing behind my legs where I couldn’t see what he was doing.

“This might be uncomfortable.” His grin got a little wider as he said that, though I wouldn’t have been able to tell if his face hadn’t been so close to mine. My head was in a haze from the near orgasm and the wine, but my focus was suddenly on my ass as I felt a finger slide inside me. I groaned. The finger felt slick and I vaguely smelled grapes. Dionysus muttered something an ancient Greek. As soon as he finished I felt something cool coat my insides.

“Stop,” I begged trying to wriggle out of his grasp. “I don’t want this. Please there has to be another way. I’ll do anything, but please, not this.”

If Dionysus heard me he didn’t show it. Instead he added another finger and started a scissoring motion as his other hand grabbed my waist to keep me still.

“If you don’t relax I’m going to empty the entire mini-bar down your throat,” Dionysus threatened as he shoved a third finger into me. He started to pump them in and out as my body stretched to try to adjust.

“Please,” tears started to sting my eyes. “Don’t do this. I –Ahh.” I screamed out as Dionysus’s fingers brushed something inside me. As soon as they did the invading digits disappeared.

Dionysus shifted my hips over his and for the first time I really looked at his crotch. To put it mildly, he was huge. That wasn’t going to fit in me, no way in Hades.

“Just one of the perks of being a god,” Dionysus chuckled. He looked me in the eyes and I saw those familiar purple flames. “Relax. This is going to hurt much worse if you don’t.” And with that he pushed into me.

Pain. That’s really the only way to describe how I was feeling. Granted, it wasn’t as bad as when I’d held up the sky, but it was enough to make a scream catch in my throat so that when I opened my mouth I couldn’t even make a sound. Dionysus was still, waiting for my body to relax and adjust to him inside me. After a few moments he started to thrust his hips forward.

The first few thrust seemed to just make the pain more intense, his girth stretching me more then I’d ever thought possible. I felt a few silent tears escape from my eyes. He shifted his hips and thrust again, this time hitting that spot that made me moan. As soon as he heard that he started driving into me harder, hitting that spot every time. I was moaning and trying to grind my hips into his. I’d never felt such intense pleasure and at the same time so ashamed of myself.

I felt the vines loosen from around my cock and balls. I closed my eyes as another orgasm built inside me, hoping that this one wouldn’t be stopped like the last one.

“Percy,” I heard Dionysus call me through clenched teeth. “Look at me.” He punctuated ever word with a hard thrust. My eyes snapped opened, I could feel my head start to spin.

I let out a scream as my orgasm ripped through me, causing me to arch my back. My muscles clenched around Dionysus, and with a few quick thrust he groaned as I felt him come deep inside me. I let out another scream as I felt something burn around my left thigh. I looked at my still bound leg and saw what looked like a tattoo of a vine circling my thigh.

I was exhausted, but Dionysus was hardly even winded. He regarded me for a moment with an unreadable expression.

“It is done,” he said simply. “You need to rest now.” As soon as he said this my world went black.

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Thanks for reading. I''m really busy now but I''ll try to get a new chapter up soon.
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