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Fun to be had

Synopsis: Icarus' jealousy grows as he notices Eris and Melinoë 's growing 'friendship'. What starts off as a rivalry between Icarus and Eris blossoms into a growing lust for one another

Content warnings: Non canon compliant story, masturbation, sexual content, sexual tension, violence, gun violence, character death, jealousy, tension

Pairings: Icarus x Eris

Word count: 2.3K

A/n: This is my first ever fanfic I'm sharing online so my apologies if it feels short lived. I do plan on doing better character studies for these two to write them better

They were at the taverna. Tentatively, Icarus sought Melinoë out. His off time was not frequent enough, so time with the goddess was always appreciated. This time however, he paused when he saw the pair. Seated at the edge of the space, Eris took a large swig of the Ambrosia they were sharing. Her face. although a bit red from the liquor, still maintained her mischievous smile. He could hear her proclaiming that her and Melinoë were on some sort of date. That Melinoë knew what she was doing. His heart couldn’t help but have a twinge of pain as he took a step back. The bottle was already close to empty and both the goddesses had a more honest demeanor about them. Icarus caught himself staring for too long. He retreated, though Eris’ watchful eye had seen him leave.

-

Icarus resigned himself to his corner in the crossroads, tucked away in the garden. Approaching the well, his ghostly reflection looked back at him. He could not hide how he felt. Shameful mortal feelings.

"Icarus, you’re here,” Melinoë’s reflection joined his in the water.

“Oh no, I was just uhm, well I was looking for you. Actually…” The princess handed him some of the sprouts she had harvest. She continued to rinse some of the garlic in with the water.

“Oh, I was just with Eris,” Icarus watched her hands. Delicate despite how they wielded the nocturnal arms.

“I didn’t mean to take you away from her, you two seemed to be having fun.”

Icarus continued to study Melinoë. He couldn’t help it. Her hand stretched out for the garlic and wheat.Their hands brushed briefly as he handed them to her.

“I’m just glad Eris seems to be a bit more agreeable as of late.” Eris… Icarus felt that was all Melinoë could talk about as of late.

“Mhm.” He looked away now, back to the rippling water.

“Icarus, don’t tell me your jealous”

“What? No, I mean, of course not. It’s, nice that you’ve managed to get through to her” his jaw was tight but he did his best to keep his face plain.

“Icarus,” He turned to face her this time. “We’re immortal. You’re immortal now, don’t let those type of thoughts get the best of you"

He sighed, remembering how Eris would look at Melinoë. I wish it were that simple Meli

“Of course...” he tried to smile a bit, to put Melinoë’s mind at ease if anything. He gave her the rest of the sprouts and was off. Eris, despite the fact that she cannot be kicked out the crossroads at all, has been nothing but a pain in everyone’s side, Espcially Melinoë ‘s, He didn’t hate Eris, hate was much too strong, but she was not the type to make things easy for anyone. Not in the slightest. Icarus could not see what Melinoë saw in Eris

-

Eris did not pay Icarus any mind. But, she found he seemed to be floating around Melinoë more than usual. Always in the crossroads. Always watching.

He’s jealous

Eris smiled, unwrapping her minotaur jerky. The wrapping discarded by her nook in the Crossroads. She found the shades feelings amusing, but Melinoë provided better company overall. So when the shade approached Eris she was far from impressed.

“I was just eh, picking up a bit. Didn’t mean to bother you, Goddess, erm…Hey! I like your wings! Mine aren’t real. Though, I had an earlier pair, made with real feathers, more like yours..but not nearly as good.”

““How ‘bout next time you see my stuff, you leave it be, all right there baby bird? Now get out my face and don’t go tripping on your tongue on your way up!”

“Sounds good! I’m off. Goodbye!””

Maybe theres some fun I can have here

Eris followed the shade up, the crossroads winding environment making it easy for Eris to leave the rules and regulations behind. She aimed at him, albeit without too much focus this time.

“Blam-o!”

The bullet brushed right past the shades head. Eris swore she heard him yelp as he flew faster away. Melinoë wouldn’t appreciate this.

Who cares

-

Icarus thought maybe a brief conversation would ease his heart about strife incarnate. The angle of kindness did not work. Eris was relentless. He managed to steer clear of he since. Taking her advice to heart.

This night in the rift had felt not as bad as the others. He had not encountered Melinoë as of yet and Chronos’ fleet seemed to have decreased. Mindlessly, Icarus soared past the shore. Maybe Meli was on her way to Tartarus this time. Then she won’t have to see Eris… By the time Icarus had noticed the red dot on his body it was too late. Quickly he dodged to the left before the bullet could hit him. As he turned back Eris slammed into him. He pushed the Goddess off, throwing a bomb her way. She dodged, flying above and aim the rail at him again

“You flew too close again,” She taunted. Rushing him with a barrage of bullets Icarus managed to maneuver to dodge any hits to his body but his wing took damage. Falling to the shore, the sand blurred his vison. He threw another bomb when it exploded he heard her laughter from somewhere else. The red dot appearing on his forehead when the sand cleared.

“This isn’t the crossroads baby bird,” ,” She grinned, finger about to pull the trigger.

“Eris!”

Melinoë stood by the waves, illuminated by Ygnium’s green flames.

“That’s enough, you know that wouldn’t be a fair fight.”

Eris took a step closer to Icarus, "You're weak. “

Releasing her finger from the trigger, Eris turned to Melinoë. Reloading she pointed the rail at her.

“And here I thought you were going to leave me hanging again Trouble”

Icarus took that as his sign to leave. He knew better than to get in Melinoë’s way.

Blasted Goddess

He had not expected his thoughts to turn so sour about Eris. He hardly thought of her, yet this time. This time he felt he had something to prove.

-

Next time Icarus was close to Eris’ shore, he decided maybe she needed a bit of friendly fire. Bombs rained down above her.

“Hey!” Quickly Icarus flew off. It might be a small victory but he felt maybe Eris deserved a taste of her own medicine.

That night at the crossroads, Icarus too refuge by the well once more. His reflection showing a sense of pride this time. He turned to give the latest reports to Odysseus’s till-

“Boo!” Icarus jumped, letting out a yelp. Eris laughed, not hard, but the shade was fun to toy with.

“You shades scare so easily,” she then pointed the rail to him, backing him more into the moss covered wall next to the well, away from Hecate’s eyes

“You’re lucky I don’t enjoy dealing with Hecate babe,” The barrel of the gun touched his chest.

“I never thought I’d see strife incarnate afraid of anything” he retorted.

Eris smirked. She leaned forward, their faces inches apart.

“I will kill you over and over and over again, shade,” Her purple eyes met his golden ones.

“Eris?” Melinoë appeared almost silently. She looked between the two. Eris lowered the rail of adamant. Before stepping backward, she winked at the shade. Melinoë lowered her eyes at Eris.

“And here I thought I was getting through to you.”

“There is no getting through to me babe,” Eris moved past the princess of the underworld and the son of Daedalus.

“Here I thought you were getting to know me.” Eris took off. Out of Erebus. She didn’t need prying eyes or ears watching and listening to what she had to say to Icarus. She still wanted to keep this strange rivalry between her and the shade. Only between her and Icarus.

-

Eris did not enjoy waiting long. The shore she occupied laid empty, not even a single solider of Chronos was there for her to force to do her bidding.

He is cute, I’ll give him that

Eris huffed at the thought. Icarus had plagued her mind longer than she’d like to admit. She checked the barrel. People don’t stick by me long enough anyway. Two nights gone by and neither Melinoë nor Icarus appeared for her to antagonize. She was only left to her thoughts. His golden eyes made had made an impression. Her cheeks burned at the memory of his face.

Thud!

Eris turned her head toward the sand and there lay a grenade. Before she could take off it exploded into a blue smoke cloud, coating her arms in blue powder.

"Ha! Now we’re talking!” she flew up, already trying to find him in the blue smoke. Another spray of powder her back. Yellow. When she turned to aim he was out of sight.

Fine then

Eris flapped her wings harder, seeing how much of the air she could clear she caught a glimpse of him to her left. She shot at the shadow, this time hitting one of his bombs. It went up in red smoke, coating Icarus right side with the powder of the corresponding colour.

“Baby biiird. Now’s not the time to play!” Eris reloaded the gun, waiting till she got another glimpse of him. To her left she saw the edge of his wing, quickly she turned, managing to tear the fabric straight down the middle.

Icarus lost his balancing, plummeting downward, Eris laugh following closely behind. He landed on her shore. Before he could scramble to get up again Eris pinned him down her powder blue stained hand mixing with the red on his shoulder.

“Soo glad you could join me tonight babe,” This time Melinoë was not around to save Icarus.

“But too bad the fight had to end so soon,” She cooed. Slowly her finger pressed on the trigger. Looking up at the goddess above him , Icarus’ blush was hidden by the dye.

“Don’t keep me waiting next time.”

She was the last thing he saw before he woke up in his tower.

The rift of Thessaly became more exciting now that Icarus knew the goddess would be stalking him. He liked the attention. He enjoyed their little spats. He wanted more

Again.

-

“C’mon baby bird, fight back!”

Eris swooped down before Icarus, rail in hand aim for his head. He dived further before the bullet could get him, wings already showing wear and tear. They were going as fast as they could take him, but Eris was faster. Much faster. Just then a bullet ripped the fabric of his right wing. Eris’ laugh was following behind. Before Icarus could change tactics the goddess flew into him, sending them spinning downward.

They crashed into the shore, a plume of sand and dust following behind. When Icarus could open his eyes, Eris was above him, straddling him. Her hand over Icarus’ throat.

"I couldn't even kill you permanently again if I tried," the hand trailed lower. Despite it all, it's as though she could feel the heat from his body. His face completely flushed

"Well, looky here,"

Eris' hand was right above his crotch. She laughed, this time low, almost seductive.

"All this time I've seen how you've looked at her. Meli? That's what you call her right. You follow her, like a lost puppy. So obedient. Maybe if you're lucky she'll find you like this here."

He swallowed hard. His skirt did not do much to cover his budge. His could only hope Eris did not notice his cock throb at the idea of Melinoë showing up.

At the idea of her watching

"I-"

"Or maybe it's me you want now baby bird, maybe it's like you said, we both have wings after all."

He had to leave. He had to leave now.

““You can hardly handle her, what makes you think you can handle me?”

He could faintly feel her hand press down onto his bulge.

“Which one is it huh?” Icarus reached for one of his bombs, throwing it upward. It exploded into a cloud of smoke, giving him time to escape. She was far more than what he could handle

-

There was no sun blinding his eye as Icarus woke up. Selene was nowhere to be found in the sky, her few days of rest. Though feint, a pang of pain did hit him. The memory hit harder.

Eris had been chasing him down, she got close, too close, his wing broke, he was on the beach, she was on top of him. He quickly sat up.

Though his body ached his face ran hot. He remembered her honey dipped words.

"You can hardly handle her, what makes you think you can handle me?"

He does not remember how he made it back to his tower. One of his bases on an island in the rift. Luckily the witch of changing had not taken residence here, it meant he could recoup and give her privacy. As he bandaged himself his mind could only drift to Eris once more. He touched were some of the bruises were on his chest.

Lower, only a few bruises on his abdomen. Lower, as if it were her hand on that shore again. Lower. He found himself pulling his cock out, he could hear her voice again.

“or maybe it’s me you want.” He stroked himself slowly at first. The pain of his bruises long forgotten as the pace picked up.

He remembered how her amethyst eyes looked at him. Hungry.

Blasted goddess…

He could only imagine it was her hand on his cock, stroking him. Kissing him. Taking him.

“Baby bird~”

Gripping the table before him he spent his load. Vision blurred with only Eris floating around in his mind. The goddess was going to be the death of him.

A/n:: I hope you could at least enjoy this. I couldn't fully commit to a full blown sex scene just yet because I need both of them to yearn and reach for each other more. More effort more work from both sides.

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