A Rude Awakening
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Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
5
Views:
6,038
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3
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Chapter Nine
9-10 /10
Title: A Rude awakening
Author: mishap
Rating: NC17
Feedback: mishap00@mchsi.com
Website: http://members.tripod.com/mishap00.htm
Fandom: Xena/Herc
Disclaimer: Any rights I am entitled to I freely give back to the copyrighted owners of H: TLJ and X: WP. I own nothing and make no claims. No profit was made or infringement intended.
Pairing: Ares/Joxer
Status: Complete
Series:
Archive: AJCS, and others ask and you shall receive.
Warning: If you are not 18 and don’t like m/m relationships DON'T read this.
Notes: First slash and Xena/Herc story.
Summary: Joxer finally realizes that Gabrielle will never be his and discovers some unexpected friends of the Godly type.
Chapter Nine
I watched my mortal sleep away his exhaustion as a rare moment of contentment stole over me. The dissatisfaction that had haunted me was gone and I found myself grinning like a fool. A soft chuckle escaped me as I thought of the reactions of Discord and Strife if they could see me now. I lightly traced the marks I had left on Joxer’s skin a deep feeling of possession overwhelming me. He was mine now and he was going to stay mine.
I reluctantly left my lover as I felt my son appear in the great hall. “Cupid,” I asked as I sat on my throne, “what brings you here?”
“Joxer does. He’s fragile right now and I feel kinda responsible for him.” Cupid stated shifting uneasily.
How dare he think I would mistreat Joxer I thought scowling at my son. “He’s fine,” I stated shortly.
“Well I…” he began.
“See for yourself.” I interrupted; I created a mirror showing Joxer sleeping a slight smile on his face, making sure that he wasn’t exposed to my son’s sight. “Now if you have assured yourself that I haven’t mistreated him, you can go.” I dismissed him absently.
My attention was drawn away from my son as I stared at the picture that Joxer presented curled up in my bed. I felt an urgent desire to return to his side and hold him in my arms as he slept.
“You—you’re in love.” Cupid stuttered gazing at his father in abject shock.
“Don’t be ridiculous,” I said scowling at my son and ignoring the little voice in my head that agreed with him. “you’ve obviously been working too hard.”
“Hello, love god here, I know love and you got it bad, real bad.” Cupid retorted a smug little smile on his face.
I pointed towards the doors of my temple and gave my son his marching orders, “out, now.” I watched as Cupid disappeared and my thoughts turned to back to Joxer.
Did I love him? As much as struggled against the idea it just wouldn’t leave me alone. The mirror I had created to show Cupid that Joxer was fine caught my eye and as I watched Joxer’s hand reach out searching for me and a slight frown appear on his sleeping countenance the image sent a jolt revelation through me. I didn’t ever want to make him unhappy and I would cheerfully destroy anyone who did.
*****
I didn’t want to wake up I was having the most marvelous dream, but the sensations running through my body demanded it. I opened my eyes expecting to find myself curled up on the ground or some flea infested Inn. As quickly as I opened them I closed them. I was still dreaming was the only explanation for it.
A husky chuckle caught my ear and a soft pair of lips nuzzled my neck as a hard body stroked in and out of mine. “Does this feel like a dream to you?”
Ares thrust deeply drawing a gasp of pleasure from me as his strokes deepened from the soft shallow movements that had awakened me. “N-n-no.” I stuttered as my brain turned to mush with the pleasure.
“Ares?” I gasped out my hips jerking back and forth as he hit my prostate.
“You where expecting someone else?” he growled as the pace of his thrusts increased.
I couldn’t answer I had lost the power of speech. The only thing my brain (and the rest of me) was interested in was the exquisite sensation of his hard cock driving in and out of my ass.
Chapter Ten
There was, I discovered, a downside to being the mortal lover of a god. The main one being that no mortal could match the stamina of a god. If Ares hadn’t been called away to deal with ‘unruly Spartans’ I might have been the first person to ever die of too much sex.
As I dressed in the clothes left for me by my godly lover the slight ache in my body reminded me of Ares’ lovemaking and the unexpected care he had taken in healing me whenever my body had protested the new uses it had been subjected to. I could feel the grin that threatened to crack my face as I thought of those uses.
“Hey dude.” The sound of Cupid’s voice started me out of my self-absorbed daze. I felt myself flushing under his knowing gaze as he caught sight of the marks Ares had left showing his passion and staking his claim.
“Hi Cupid.” I replied feelinbit bit shy.
“I just wanted to check on you.” Said Cupid uncharacteristically serious and concerned.
“I’m great, uh good…fine.” I stuttered a little unnerved by his concern.
Cupid smiled gently and said. “I wanted to make sure that being here is what you want I don’t stop by just to keep an eye on your for Mom, Joxer I like you and Bliss adores you.”
“Thanks.” I answered amazed at his concern, “being with Ares is something I’ve never dared dream about. I have always loved him as my god, but as I come to know more about him as a person I find more and more that I not only worship him I genuinely like him.
*****
“I know Cupid had to feel it when I appeared in my temple, but he didn’t let Joxer know by word or deed. As I eavesdropped shamelessly as Joxer told Cupid about his feelings for me. I found myself grinning as he told my son that he not only loved me as his god, but also liked me.
It caught me off guard this urge to smile witlessly. I have been known and despised for many things most of them violent and bloody, but never for smiling like a fool.
“I’m glad to hear it, Joxer.” I said walking into the room. Turning my gaze on my son I repeated my earlier instructions. “You, Out.”
I felt strangely hesitant and indecisive. I had the ever present need to jump on Joxer and stake my claim once again. But I also found myself wanting to explore the idea of his ‘liking’ me.
I observed the look in his eyes I wanted to plunge into his mind and explore the unspoken promises I could see written in their depths. At the same time I found myself reluctant to invade his mind without his knowledge.
*****
Ares held out his hand and I set my own safely within his grasp. Safe, that’s a strange word to use in conjunction with the god of war but it was how I felt with him, safe and protected.
As he drew me out into the ever-present Olympian sunshine the comfortable silence between us remained unbroken. He led me to a small glade drawing me down to sit between his legs as he rested against the trunk of a tree seemingly content just to hold me cradled in his embrace.
The End
Title: A Rude awakening
Author: mishap
Rating: NC17
Feedback: mishap00@mchsi.com
Website: http://members.tripod.com/mishap00.htm
Fandom: Xena/Herc
Disclaimer: Any rights I am entitled to I freely give back to the copyrighted owners of H: TLJ and X: WP. I own nothing and make no claims. No profit was made or infringement intended.
Pairing: Ares/Joxer
Status: Complete
Series:
Archive: AJCS, and others ask and you shall receive.
Warning: If you are not 18 and don’t like m/m relationships DON'T read this.
Notes: First slash and Xena/Herc story.
Summary: Joxer finally realizes that Gabrielle will never be his and discovers some unexpected friends of the Godly type.
Chapter Nine
I watched my mortal sleep away his exhaustion as a rare moment of contentment stole over me. The dissatisfaction that had haunted me was gone and I found myself grinning like a fool. A soft chuckle escaped me as I thought of the reactions of Discord and Strife if they could see me now. I lightly traced the marks I had left on Joxer’s skin a deep feeling of possession overwhelming me. He was mine now and he was going to stay mine.
I reluctantly left my lover as I felt my son appear in the great hall. “Cupid,” I asked as I sat on my throne, “what brings you here?”
“Joxer does. He’s fragile right now and I feel kinda responsible for him.” Cupid stated shifting uneasily.
How dare he think I would mistreat Joxer I thought scowling at my son. “He’s fine,” I stated shortly.
“Well I…” he began.
“See for yourself.” I interrupted; I created a mirror showing Joxer sleeping a slight smile on his face, making sure that he wasn’t exposed to my son’s sight. “Now if you have assured yourself that I haven’t mistreated him, you can go.” I dismissed him absently.
My attention was drawn away from my son as I stared at the picture that Joxer presented curled up in my bed. I felt an urgent desire to return to his side and hold him in my arms as he slept.
“You—you’re in love.” Cupid stuttered gazing at his father in abject shock.
“Don’t be ridiculous,” I said scowling at my son and ignoring the little voice in my head that agreed with him. “you’ve obviously been working too hard.”
“Hello, love god here, I know love and you got it bad, real bad.” Cupid retorted a smug little smile on his face.
I pointed towards the doors of my temple and gave my son his marching orders, “out, now.” I watched as Cupid disappeared and my thoughts turned to back to Joxer.
Did I love him? As much as struggled against the idea it just wouldn’t leave me alone. The mirror I had created to show Cupid that Joxer was fine caught my eye and as I watched Joxer’s hand reach out searching for me and a slight frown appear on his sleeping countenance the image sent a jolt revelation through me. I didn’t ever want to make him unhappy and I would cheerfully destroy anyone who did.
*****
I didn’t want to wake up I was having the most marvelous dream, but the sensations running through my body demanded it. I opened my eyes expecting to find myself curled up on the ground or some flea infested Inn. As quickly as I opened them I closed them. I was still dreaming was the only explanation for it.
A husky chuckle caught my ear and a soft pair of lips nuzzled my neck as a hard body stroked in and out of mine. “Does this feel like a dream to you?”
Ares thrust deeply drawing a gasp of pleasure from me as his strokes deepened from the soft shallow movements that had awakened me. “N-n-no.” I stuttered as my brain turned to mush with the pleasure.
“Ares?” I gasped out my hips jerking back and forth as he hit my prostate.
“You where expecting someone else?” he growled as the pace of his thrusts increased.
I couldn’t answer I had lost the power of speech. The only thing my brain (and the rest of me) was interested in was the exquisite sensation of his hard cock driving in and out of my ass.
Chapter Ten
There was, I discovered, a downside to being the mortal lover of a god. The main one being that no mortal could match the stamina of a god. If Ares hadn’t been called away to deal with ‘unruly Spartans’ I might have been the first person to ever die of too much sex.
As I dressed in the clothes left for me by my godly lover the slight ache in my body reminded me of Ares’ lovemaking and the unexpected care he had taken in healing me whenever my body had protested the new uses it had been subjected to. I could feel the grin that threatened to crack my face as I thought of those uses.
“Hey dude.” The sound of Cupid’s voice started me out of my self-absorbed daze. I felt myself flushing under his knowing gaze as he caught sight of the marks Ares had left showing his passion and staking his claim.
“Hi Cupid.” I replied feelinbit bit shy.
“I just wanted to check on you.” Said Cupid uncharacteristically serious and concerned.
“I’m great, uh good…fine.” I stuttered a little unnerved by his concern.
Cupid smiled gently and said. “I wanted to make sure that being here is what you want I don’t stop by just to keep an eye on your for Mom, Joxer I like you and Bliss adores you.”
“Thanks.” I answered amazed at his concern, “being with Ares is something I’ve never dared dream about. I have always loved him as my god, but as I come to know more about him as a person I find more and more that I not only worship him I genuinely like him.
*****
“I know Cupid had to feel it when I appeared in my temple, but he didn’t let Joxer know by word or deed. As I eavesdropped shamelessly as Joxer told Cupid about his feelings for me. I found myself grinning as he told my son that he not only loved me as his god, but also liked me.
It caught me off guard this urge to smile witlessly. I have been known and despised for many things most of them violent and bloody, but never for smiling like a fool.
“I’m glad to hear it, Joxer.” I said walking into the room. Turning my gaze on my son I repeated my earlier instructions. “You, Out.”
I felt strangely hesitant and indecisive. I had the ever present need to jump on Joxer and stake my claim once again. But I also found myself wanting to explore the idea of his ‘liking’ me.
I observed the look in his eyes I wanted to plunge into his mind and explore the unspoken promises I could see written in their depths. At the same time I found myself reluctant to invade his mind without his knowledge.
*****
Ares held out his hand and I set my own safely within his grasp. Safe, that’s a strange word to use in conjunction with the god of war but it was how I felt with him, safe and protected.
As he drew me out into the ever-present Olympian sunshine the comfortable silence between us remained unbroken. He led me to a small glade drawing me down to sit between his legs as he rested against the trunk of a tree seemingly content just to hold me cradled in his embrace.
The End