Mortal Longings ((Full))

[Dreaming_Drifter]

Ares

Ares nodded to Eris, who slipped away soundlessly. The goddess had regrown her arm, and was furious that she hadn't been able to finish with Iona. She'd been all too eager to agree to keep Mari's lover busy. Ares had also arranged a nice riot at the Sun Palace to keep the meddling Apollo and Tyrinus busy. Zeus would be sent for by Eris shortly; she would offer to share herself and Iona with him. That would keep all the major problems out of the way while Poseidon and Ares had their fun with Mari. "Okay, go," he murmured to the demons he'd summoned from Tartarus, watching eagerly as they attacked the goddess of love. As soon as Mari was weakened, Poseidon and Ares would drag her to his palace, and then the fun would begin.

 

[Dreaming_Drifter]

Eris

Eris's eyes flashed as she entered Iona's bedroom, watching as the frightened goddess backed into a corner. "Hello there, pretty one," she hissed, casting an irritated glance at the dog. "Sit," she muttered, flicking a hand in his direction. A tornado formed from her fingers that flung the dog through several palace walls and outside. "Dear me, I hope that doggie will be okay... Now, my dear, we have unfinished business, you and me. Ah ah, no running, now," she purred, catching Iona's wrist and flinging her to the bed, moving to pin her down.

She covered Iona's protesting lips with her own, thrusting her tongue past them. She gave herself a few moments of pleasure, Iona's cries of protest making her want more. When she withdrew, both of them were panting. "Now, this isn't fair, for us to have fun all to ourselves when Lord Zeus could join in... Don't you agree, my dear? Lord Zeus!" Eris wasn't sure that the king of the gods would want to join, but she didn't fear him trying to stop her at all.

 

[Dreaming_Drifter]

Ares

Ares chuckled to himself and just sent out a second, fiercer wave of demons. He wouldn't be provoked this time. This time he would stick to the plan, no matter what she said. He admired her form while she fought, imagining how he would make her thrash similarly in such a short time.

 

[Dreaming_Drifter]

Iona

Iona shuddered when she heard Eris chuckle against the too-sensitive skin of her throat. "Well, it seems Lord Zeus will be declining my generous offer to share... Excellent. More for me, then," she heard the Chaos Goddess purr in an oily voice that made Iona's skin prickle unpleasantly. "Eris, please don't do this," she begged, trying to shove the much stronger woman off of her. "I don't want you, I don't love you... Please, just go away... Please!" She shook in fear as she remembered the pain of Eris beating her, feeling the woman tear off her clothes and grip her generous chest. "No!!" she screamed, arching her back and thrashing madly, just trying to get away.

 

[Dreaming_Drifter]

Ares

Ares laughed and stepped out from his hiding place, easily slinging the spent goddess over his shoulder and walking into the water, casually taking his time as he headed for Poseidon's palace. "You should've run while you could, little b***h. Now you're gonna be mine... Oh, and Poseidon's. He's been waiting a long time to see you, missy."

 

[Dreaming_Drifter]

Eris

Eris laughed as she bound Iona, reveling in the woman's fear and shame. "You really are a pathetic goddess," she commented in a soft voice as she gagged the woman too. "Unable to defend yourself, even against human highwaymen... No real ability to do anything but pray, even as an immortal." She smirked and grazed her lips against the woman's chest, her grin widening at the shivers that went through the sobbing goddess's body. "Well, who's going to answer your prayers now?"

 

[Dreaming_Drifter]

Ares

Ares laughed and tore Mari's shirt free of her body, devouring her form with his eyes appreciatively. "Keep dreaming, sweetheart. Fall started a couple days ago. Your b***h of a mother is stuck in the Underworld." His eyes glinted cruelly as he began to undo the button of her jeans. "Nobody's here to save you now, little girl," he hissed. The war god froze when he felt something p***k the small of his back. "What the ********, Poseidon?" he snarled, half-turning to see if the older god had a knife to his back.

He didn't. Athena had her spear pressed against his spine, and she did not look happy. "Stay the ******** out of this, Athena!"

 

[Dreaming_Drifter]

Athena

Athena snarled and slashed Ares's spine open with her spear, only slightly gratified by his screech of agony as she kicked him to the floor. Paralysis wasn't really possible for a god; he would feel everything she did to him. She leveled her spear point with the war god's crotch, eyes flashing with rage. "You will regret this day, Ares! No longer will we tolerate your cruelty, or that of Poseidon and Eris! Father is lucky he decided to stay out of this one, or he would be feeling our wrath as well! No more will you prey on innocent women! You are through! I will FINISH you!" she said in a terrifying voice, thrusting downward with her spear. His shrieks didn't seem to touch her ears as she methodically hacked him to pieces.