The reader is a flower/honey nymph, therefore has the ability to turn into a flower. Choose whatever flower you like for that ;3)
A Hermaphroditus X reader
(Here's what's coming + warning:
-dubious consent, -becomes consent, -insistance, -sex, -intersexual sex, -hermaphroditus has a penis but there is a bit of description there ;), -ancient greek gendernorms, -forced relationship due to complicated circumstances, -slight boob kink, -gentle first time sex, -hermaphroditus is mostly referred to as him or they, but as she here and there as well)
(Art is made by me, this sketch of Hermaphroditus has been finished and will be painted in. Thinking about sharing it here as well.)
You hummed along as you braided a fellow nymphs hair, it falling in long silky brown streaks between your fingers.
She sat patiently between your legs, letting you style her hair while she made intricate flower crowns in her lap.
It was like any summer afternoon where the air was too hot to work. You sat in your usual spot underneath an oak tree close to the forest where you resided, the wide open field with flowers blooming between tall dry grass before you. Further away a few neids lived at a pond, which was surrounded by a few thirsty willow trees.
One of said neids came to approach you two, just as you finished your friends hair, having braided it into an updo additionally held with a big wooden clasp to keep the hair out of her neck.
"Dear honeyed nymphs, would you be so kind to bless us some of the nectar you harvest?"
It wasn't an unusual request.
"Of course. What do you offer?"
"We offer a variety of unused jewelry and hairclasps for a small bottle."
Your friend and you exchanged looks. A little jewelry never hurt and hair clasps were always handy. So you nodded in agreement before standing up.
"We will fetch you a bottle."
"Oh wonderful! Would you be so kind and bring it? There you can as well pick whatever of the accessories you like."
You nodded, understanding that it was tiring for a water residing nymph to be out standing in the sun.
Once arriving at the pond, the few neids peeked their heads out of the water.
The one who was sent in the first way came out of the water.
"Thank you very much! Here, take a look."
Another neid came with a wooden box in hand, in which fine silver and gold necklaces, earrings and bracelets were in, along with a few hair binders and clasps.
You looked through them, choosing a pair of earrings with small round polished emeralds hanging from them.
"You can choose another thing..."
Said the neid nymph holding the box.
You looked to your friend in question if she maybe wanted to choose something more; though as you were quietly debating another neid came.
"How about this silken scarf? Wonderful and light to wrap into ones hair or to protect from the sun. For all the work you do with the flowers in the fields."
Gingerly you took the soft fabric, tracing it's patterns.
"This surely is a beautiful shawl, though is it not too precious?"
"No, you can take it if it's to your liking. We have not too much use for it anyways."
"We thank you as well for the nectar."
The two of you were about to take your leave until from between two trees a figure approached.
"What trades are you leading, nymphs of these waters?"
They asked, with a deep feminine voice that had a very masculine ring. Yet her voice was soft but lively.
"Oh, just a small surprise for you that we thought we all could enjoy."
Once closer, the figure stood at the edge of the water. They had long dark blonde waves of hair, a soft face that still had a hardness to it. Otherwise they were dressed in a flowing dress like toga, held with another lighter piece of fabric. Only then you noticed the pair of feathery wings adorned upon their back. Whoever this man or woman was, definetly was some god. Though there were not too many winged gods. You quickly looked down in respect.
"Oh and what would that be?"
The nymph held the small bottle of syrupy nectar up to them from the water until they took it into their own hands.
"Some of the sweetest nectar you will taste, harvested from the very flowers around us."
Now the godling looked at you and your friend.
You felt a little off in the little oasis surroundings with your sun kissed skin from work, with the flowers sprouting from your hair that wrapped around the flower crown that already adorned your head, to your sweatied dress.
Though their hard gaze softened after they took both of you in. It seemed they had searched for any kind of threat in you.
They looked at the bottle before looking at you again.
Your friend gave an amused huff.
"So that is how we come to see you wandering the flowers every morning."
Then they gave you a small smile.
"For your hard work, can we offer you some refreshment? A swim in our waters?"
Your friend and you looked at each other and could see you both had the same thought; that the offer sounded wonderful.
The neid nymphs joyfully lead you two into their waters, washing your hair and massaging your scalps. The stranger god had left to give you privacy.
You felt clean and refreshed once slipping into a fresh loose tunic dress made of linen, it dyed the colour of the flowers that sprouted from your hair.
You put on the jewelry you had obtained from your trade, smiling at your reflection.
Your friend sat at the edge of the pool next to you, looking thoroughly relaxed.
"If I may ask, who is the stranger that visits this oasis dear neids?"
The neids giggled while looking up at your friend.
"He is a god of the erotes, representator of male and female sexuality!"
You looked surprised. So they were... male?
"Wait, are they male or female? I thought they were a woman."
Muttered your friend confused.
"It is a little of a confusing tale, that story of mine."
You turned in surprise to the deep feminine voice speaking up from behind where you were sitting.
"I apologize for not introducing myself before. ..."
He moved and swiftly sat down upon the grass as well, letting his wings rest besides him.
"I am Hermaphroditus, son of the gods Hermes and Aphrodite, as given my name."
"Are we to speak to you as a man or a woman, dear god?"
"Either are welcome, I do not mind. Though I am mostly referred to by the masculine term, due to my birthgender being that of a young man."
Both of you leaned in, highly interested to hear and understand the gods story.
You had visited more often from time to time and so had he. You had learned from his past, on how his body once merged with that of a desperate nymph, giving him the body of that of both male and female.
You hummed a few notes while braiding flowers into his hair. It had become a common activity.
"How do you harvest the nectar of the flowers dear nymph of the bees?"
"We just know how to do so. There is no way for someone not of our kind to understand how. Just like the bees that guide us to the treasure of each flower."
He looked at you, though there had started to be something reflecting in his eyes you did not understand, a strange pondering look.
After many months, one evening, he lead you out into the open field of flowers and grass.
"Dear god Hermaphroditus, where are you leading us?"
Since then you understood that you had awoken the interest by the god. He saw something in you, and like so many, wanted to claim you, court you, to be his.
He had started bringing small gifts, like rabbits, feathers, earrings and sometimes sweets. You accepted the gifts kindly, though you always explained to him that you did not feel the same.
You had a long conversation where you had tried your best to put into words how you did not wish to be pursued.
Though the god kept trying, kept bringing and leaving gifts for you, looking at you with such saddened eyes whenever you had to explain "no" to him.
It surprised you that the god did not just take what he seemed to want. Which left you always turning around in concern.
You had brushed your hair before laying down snuggly into your sleeping spot in the forest, your body partially melding into the ground below.
The day had been like any other, with a successful harvest of nectar.
The rays of sun awoke you gently from your plush slumber, until you jumped up to see you had been laying on a mat covered with furs, pillows and blankets.
Frantically you looked around the ruin like walls of the grown over room you found yourself in.
Besides you was a plate with bread, salt and honey, along with a cup of water.
You were scrambling to your feet until Hermaphroditus voice echoed into the room.
"Don't be frightened, it's just I."
You stared at him, trying to look for answers.
"Oh, I carried you from your bed of flowers to somewhere a little safer. This is my abode. It is not exactly lavish but quite comfortable."
You took a deep breath, trying to calm down your shakiness.
"Hermaphroditus, please bring me back to the forest."
He gave you a long unreadable stare before looking towards the ground.
"(y/n). Why do you refuse me so? I've tried to take it slow, brought you gifts, love sitting in the setting sun in conversation with your fingers between my hair. I cannot say how much I want you."
His gaze beneath his brow was intense with longing.
"You are very aware how some other gods would've tried to swoon you!"
He took steady slow steps towards you.
"This is why I though you would leave our friendship be when I told you I do not want to be pursued!"
He looked startled to be talked back to, though instead of it fueling him in arguing louder he dropped to sit upon the mattress you had layed on.
A deep breath was all you heard. His face was hidden behind his hands and locks.
Your face softened when you heard his muffled sighs.
"I-, Hermaphroditus, are you... crying?"
Slowly you sat down on your knees to be at his height though he turned away.
"Please, do not look at me... I'm a pathetic excuse of a god!"
You were a nymph, with little to no insight to what indirect unspoken rules and standards the gods shared. So you placed a gentle hand into his hair, moving it from his eyes.
As you were allowed to call them.
"What pressure is upon you to not be able to let our friendship be what it is? Please, talk to me. I would like to understand."
They looked up at you with watery deep eyes as he gave a heavy sigh.
"It is,... that when a god falls in love, there is no space for refusal. Though from my own... experiences, I truly wanted to give you an option. But I myself didn't know that, as soon as a god finds someone they placed their eye on, that they must act quick."
You listened intently to every word they spoke, trying to put together the whole picture in your head.
"Because jealousy amongst gods is tremendous. The winds will gossip as soon as they find something interesting. And my brother, Eros, couldn't. Keep. His. Mouth. Shut."
You had never seen Hermaphroditus so frustrated before, so pained.
"So... what does that mean?"
"If, If I'm not the one who claims you... someone else will."
His shapen lips were pressed into thin line.
"And that in a fashion we know from legends and stories."
You worried your lip as it dawned on you more and more that you had become a target that was looked upon by many as a mere object to claim. Within that realisation you saw how good Hermaphroditus has been to you. They would never dare to bring you any harm.
"Aphroditus, is this true? One would try to claim me like... like I'm nothing more than a price?"
"Do you, if I dare ask, have a suspicion or clearer proof?"
Hermaphroditus looked to the ceiling.
"By the way the clouds move I see that my father Hermes has gotten curious of you after what had slipped Eros' mouth. Otherwise I also suspect the god Pan, who I have had my relations with before. I guess he would try to see if I mean true of what I say when it comes to my... love towards you..."
Hermaphroditus, as self-assured as he always was, got quieter at the end of his sentence.
He looked away from you while you looked at nothing in particular.
With a conclusion you looked at Hermaphroditus' profile, taking in their beauty.
Surely you never thought of mingling with a god, though you became aware of the danger you were actually in if you chose to leave Hermaphroditus' side. You knew him this much, to be sure he would leave you alone then, but... ... ... then you wouldn't be the first that became an opportunity to take advantage of for a display of power and dominance and the oh so common lustfulness.
"I-... I see now. If I have not hurt you too deeply, do you still consider me?"
"(y/n) I feel so horrible to have pushed you into this. If I would have known I would not have tried to become so close to you."
He still did not look at you, only the ground.
You did not know what to do, so you thought of what a woman is thought to do in such situation.
"You have gotten quiet, is there somethin-..."
Hermaphroditus was left in shock as he saw her starting to pull her dress up.
You were shocked on how he jumped up to his feet to keep you from undressing any further.
"Is- is this not what you want? Isn't that what I am here for?!"
You were confused and tired with the situation.
Hermaphroditus loosened his hold on you.
"My flower, I do not want you to force yourself into this, the conditions have done so enough."
"Here, sit. ...I'll give us some time. In that time you'll be save staying with me and I will notify your friends and maidens that you are to stay with me. I will not tell them where, as to not give other gods any silly ideas."
Hermaphroditus told you, as soon as he had returned, about the mixed reactions of your sisters.
Some were shocked with worry, others believed Hermaphroditus was telling lies to excuse the kidnapping of you. They were not completely wrong in their assumption, though you had realized you were more safe that way.
The first few passing days felt stiff and awkward, as if you had met Hermaphroditus again for the first time. Though then one evening you just began talking again over the simple dinner he had brought. Through every word you could hear the worry in his words. Worry of having completely pushed you away from himself. He came back to apologizing every now and then in between the conversation.
Though it wasn't anger or confusion you felt anymore. More of a bitter sweetness within your chest.
He began asking simple sweet questions as well; in how you were feeling, if you were feeling alright, if you needed something, if you were content with what he provided you with so far, if you were still hungry, if you were tired, if, if, if.
In such a private setting you, for the first time, you could witnessed all of Hermaphroditus held back earnestness, care and kindness. It fell free from his lips and felt warm and sincere. His stern facade lowered, revealing the calm livelihood of his character. You guessed they forced themselves to be more disclosed and calculated in everything they said within their natural talkativeness, after what had happened to him.
You leaned onto your hand over your finished wooden plate as you listened to their voice, answering the question you had asked about his favourite flowers.
It may be a silly question but you found it always interesting to hear the different answers to it.
Though then to the end of his sentence he slowed as he looked back into your eyes before falling completely silent. He held your eyes in a way that took you off guard. Hermaphroditus had something calm but energising to him, though their eyes were filled with the natural passion only one of the erotes could hold.
You leaned off of your hand, straightening your back.
You asked to fill the silence, shifting in your seat to the intensity of the gods eyes.
For a while he only kept holding his gaze on you until clearing their throat.
"... ... I love the way you look at me."
"Hm? ... ... What do you mean by that?"
You asked, a bit taken back by the change within the room.
"With such intent. You not only have beautiful eyes, but the way you look at me whenever we talk, just listening, it, for some reason feels very... special."
It was then you truly recognised the love lingering in his eyes when looking back at you. The look of intense longing you had grown accustomed to, not being able to read it before, since you had become friends.
One evening you sat upon the small sleeping spot, pampered with pillows and blankets, Hermaphroditus had given you. He could barely fathom that you did not need a mattress to sleep on, as your body could mend into one with nature.
No matter how much you had turned and tried, you could not find rest.
With a self gathered huff you stood up, quietly walking to the next room within the stony walls.
Your light night gown flowed against your ankles as you peered into the room in which Hermaphroditus slept. You did not see him, making you think he must still be outside in the secluded waters beside the building. Though as soon as the thought passed he came into the room, taking quick notice of you standing within the doorway before you had swirled to turn around. You did not want to be rude, seeing the god with nothing but the fabric of a skirt falling to his feet in rippling flowing waves of silken purple. Usually Hermaphroditus covered his chest, due to the small soft breasts that adorned his torso.
"(y/n). Were you searching for me?"
"Oh, um, yes, I just,... I just wanted to see if you were already asleep I suppose. I did not mean to walk in on you."
A soft chuckle was heard from them.
"You do not need to turn away from my form, love."
"Because I am part woman?"
You answered. Before deciding wether to turn back around or not you felt Hermaphroditus coming to stand behind you.
"Why were you looking if I am asleep?"
"I do not know. ...I, I've been feeling a little restless tonight."
Your shoulders relaxed as you let the warmth of their presence comfort you.
Goosebumps rose on your arms as Hermaphroditus seemingly broke an invisible wall by reaching out to hold your arm, brushing his fingers up your skin.
His breath fanned over your hair and tickled your neck, as it seemed to come heavier, deeper, than before.
With a gentle push he gestured for you to turn around.
So you did, looking up into his eyes.
"You can look at my body. As much as you like. I do not feel any embarrassment or resentment towards it. I've long grown past these feelings."
Without wanting to, your eyes flickered over his torso, catching quick glimpses of his small round mounds, built along a toned abdomen and strong arms. His shoulders were a bit wider, though balanced the feminine of his body.
Though just as quick you looked to the side.
The silence broke as you let out a startled noise when a pair of white feathery wings wrapped around your being, pulling you closer to Hermaphroditus' self. With pure gentleness their fingers moved in a ticklish pattern up and away from your shoulders, only to rest against your cheeks, holding your face like a precious gem.
Something within you stirred, being looked at with such pure fondness. A soft sigh of his brushed over your cheeks when you began to mirror his motions, cupping his face in your hands as well after brushing up their shoulders and neck, smoothing along a few loose curls of dirty gold.
You began to notice how close you were standing to one another, completely lost in the others eyes.
Left your lips in wonder. Though it seemed as if it were a cue, a something, they had waited for, to break that invisible wall of comfort and tension.
In one swift motion they had leaned down to capture your lips. Your eyes widened, only to see their closed ones.
Their lips were shapen and soft as they began moving against yours. He pulled away only a little until opening their own eyes with heavy lids.
Left their lips, their eyes searching for any sign of discomfort.
"Only if you want me as well. Or I shall wait a few more nights."
They added quickly, trying to give you as much options as possible.
You took a deep breath, feeling the heat in your heart. You realized within the few nights that you had stayed within their home, that you could love Hermaphroditus. Even if the situation had forced its hand into it. ...Maybe it was fate.
"Well... I mean to say is,"
You began, trying to put into words what you were trying to say.
"Yes? Say it, anything. No need to be embarrassed."
He gave you a smile, teeth showing slightly, the dimples in his cheeks forming along with it.
"Can we... can we take it slow?"
His shoulders visibly relaxed, smile widening.
"I was planning to either way."
He giggled before capturing your lips again, swallowing the response you had tried to form.
Inexperienced you moved with the motions of his lips.
"Do not forget to breathe."
Only an embarrassed noise left you before Hermaphroditus returned to give their all into each and every kiss shared with you.
Their thumbs traced your cheeks before moving to wrap their arms around your form alongside their wings. Your bodies were pressed close, your hands resting on their bare shoulders.
You could feel their breasts against your own.
He gave a keen grin before lifting you up within his embrace, your toes a good bit above the floor. His wings still wrapped around you as well, giving him more leverage in holding you.
It was easy to forget their strength beneath the softness of curves and dips of his body.
He gave soft giddy laughs as he carried you around in a few circles, making you grin as well, before letting you both fall onto their bed, both of you giggling all the while. Their wings layed on you as you were wrapped in a flurry of feathers, a pair of arms and cloth.
As your laughter subsided Hermaphroditus pulled you closer again, burrowing his nose within the crook of your neck. You could feel his smile against your skin.
It was the most you witnessed Hermaphroditus smile in such earnesty.
"You are perfect. ...Perfect to me."
He sighed. You felt light and giddy from his words.
He pulled himself up, only to look down at you. A few locks falling loose, framing his face while the rest had become a messy bun, only held together by a big wooden hairclasp.
Gingerly you reached up to her hair, brushing past a few strands. He let you do so without a move, letting you open and carefully remove the clasp from his loose falling locks.
He giggled as he ran a hand through them to remove a few strands from his eyes.
"You have beautiful hair Hermaphroditus."
You said in honesty, wanting to give a compliment of your own as well.
He gave a rare shy smile as they leaned down again
"Feel free to touch me... please."
Was all he said before enrapturing you into another deep kiss.
Shy at first you moved your hands along the smooth skin of his shoulders and back until reaching the soft downy roots of his wings.
He sighed into the kiss as you touched them, moving them further above the two of you, only to let them rest again, higher up, besides you, making clear it was alright to touch them. With astonishment you brushed along their feathers, feeling soft and well taken care of underneath your fingertips.
He sighed again until breaking the kiss, letting you catch your stolen breath.
"May I touch you as well my flower?"
He asked carefully. It was evident he did not want to pressure you.
He looked down to your lips again before moving to hover above you. All the while you could not help but stare at their beauty, completely lost in their eyes.
He moved up until he was sitting on his knees, hands moving to the cloth of his flowing skirt, unclasping its small golden belt.
Your breath hitched when he moved to let it unwrap and slip from his hips, leaving them in only a light chiton underneath.
Then, just as slow and swift, he placed a hand upon your bare leg, just above the hem of the night dress where it had ridden up, before making eye contact with you again.
You did not know where the small surge of confidence had come from, but you moved yourself up into a sitting position to swiftly pull the dress over your head, casting it to the side.
With one arm you covered your breasts, now as well being in nothing but your undergarments.
When looking back up to meet Hermaphroditus' eye their expression was nothing but close to awestruck when taking in your form.
His cheeks were rosy and highlighted in the dim candle light.
He let out a slow breath.
Within moving your arm away he took it to remove it faster for his hungry gaze. It felt strange to be looked upon with such intensity.
He gave a soft kiss to your lips before startling you by pushing you so you were laying on your back once again.
The tip of their pointy nose tickled the side of your neck until you could feel his lips following in a trail of kisses, making a small moan escape your breath.
He breathed a chuckle, fueled to bring out any noise you could make.
His lips latched onto a spot of your neck, bringing his tongue out and sucking gently.
You shifted at the feeling, the peaks of your breasts hardening in arousal.
Not wanting to be the only one to be teased you moved your hands from his shoulders down towards their breasts before cupping them. They were firm but soft, feeling like bigger pectorals when cupping them.
To your surprise Hermaphroditus hips shifted to the touch. He rested his forehead onto the crook of your neck as a noise from deep within their throat resonated through their chest.
There was a strange mixture of desperation and a commanding in their voice as he moved to sit.
Pushing yourself up from your elbows you sat up upon the bed as well.
"Is something the matter?"
You asked a bit worried, fearing you had done something wrong in your inexperience.
"Oh no my love, I just wanted us to have more free range."
It felt almost as if his words were purred from his lips as they leaned closer again, taking your hands into his own.
"Touch me, touch me again."
It took you a second before you understood what he asked of you.
With slow movements you cupped his breast again, making Hermaphroditus sigh and lean his head back.
Reassured you started to move your hands, enjoying the feel of the soft weight in your palms.
Soon you began to think about what you liked when touching yourself. Feeling more confident in yourself you gave the peaks of Hermaphroditus breasts a light pinch before rolling them.
Hermaphroditus gave a shuddering breath as their hips shifted again.
After a few more moments of your pleasuring ministrations Hermaphroditus caught your hands before giving a coy smile.
He captured your lips while pressing you close to him, caressing your skin and body into relaxation until you laid back down, giving their hands room to roam. So, as promised, they found their place by resting upon your breasts, making quick work in massaging, squeezing and teasing them, never once breaking the kiss you shared.
Soon you started to feel breathless from all the attention, though it seemed Hermaphroditus was far from having enough of you.
Hungrily he moved downwards with a trail of kisses before surprising you with the feel of their lips around one of your buds, giving it a firm suck, making you shudder and moan in his hold. He only kept going, glancing up at you every so often from underneath their lashes, faying innocence to his ministrations with big bluish-grey eyes.
You bit your lower lip as he only kept on teasing and sucking as if it would drain your breasts from some form of ambrosia, making them swollen and sensitive.
Though after a while, with a gentle tug, you signalled him to move up to look at you, to which he followed suit.
He asked breathy and heavy.
"I would like to make you feel, to give you the things, of what I have been experiencing because of you."
You confessed, knowing very well he must already know what it felt like to be touched.
Hermaphroditus gave a smile.
He wrapped his arms around before he turned with you onto his back, making you lay onto his chest and stomach while his wings spread out underneath him. He gave you a soft giddy smile as he moved his arms to rest besides his head, giving and readying himself for you to take action. It felt funny to be the much smaller one on top. With a deep breath you took in the beauty of the literal god amongst the erotes laying spread out underneath you.
Gentle you kissed his lips, pulling away as he began to lean in. You gave a keen grin to his shocked expression before he realised you were teasing.
You cupped his cheek, pulling him in for another kiss, before moving along to plant kisses upon their skin as well, breathing in the scent of sandal wood and roses with a hint of rosemary.
You were not sure if you made a noise yourself by the way Hermaphroditus gasped as you finally gave his breasts the same attention as he had given yours.
It was clear he was not embarrassed to be vocal.
Though he kept his hands where they were, fisting the cushion his head was resting upon.
"Mmmmhhh yes, just like that."
Both of your bodies moved at another uncontrolled shift of Hermaphroditus hips from underneath you, before he grabbed from the pillow onto your hips. It was then when you could feel a hardness against your thigh.
Before you could continue any of your pleasuring teasing Hermaphroditus moved you away.
He bit his lip, holding themselves and their lust.
You breathed in. He truly wanted for you to have that choice. Slowly you exhaled.
Hermaphroditus cranes his neck back as he took a deep breath.
"By the gods, I do not think I can hold myself back any longer."
With short contemplation you made him look at you.
"If it's you, you do not need to hold back. I trust you, Hermaphroditus."
You spoke, only a breath away from his lips.
His lips captured yours once again, wrapping his arms and wings around you, unspoken passion behind every caress and kiss.
For the many'est time you broke the kiss with heavy breaths, lost of air though never satisfied.
Their hands had their attention to your hips then, kneading the flesh in their palms as Hermaphroditus never tired of giving you kisses upon your lips and face.
A kiss upon the tip of your nose.
"The most beautiful flower amongst all."
"I've tasted the nectar you harvest,"
With one strong and swift turn you found yourself to be underneath the god again.
"-though may I taste the nectar you hold, my lovely flower?"
You could feel the heat of embarrassment mixed with excitement warming your face to Hermaphroditus dirty exclaims.
You covered your face with your hands in shyness as Hermaphroditus above you chuckled.
"How dare you say such dirty things!"
You answered light heartedly.
"Dirty words with pure commitment I might add."
You laughed more until you could feel the gods fingers tease the hem of your undergarments.
"Though I do mean serious in my ask."
Their voice lowered again, asking the question silently.
You gave a small nod before laying back fully into the cushions, letting yourself relax, before you could feel the only barrier of fabric be removed and swiftly slid down your legs.
You closed your eyes, feeling the embarrassment of being so exposed to one's eyes in such a way.
You could hear and feel Hermaphroditus shaky exhale fan over your skin.
The bed shifted as they sat up straighter onto their knees.
Slowly you looked back up towards Hermaphroditus as they only took in your shape with heavy eyes while worrying their lower lip. His wings were spread out around you, obscuring your view and caging you in.
"By Olympus you are beautiful."
Left their breath, seemingly talking more to himself than you. The compliment made you feel heated nonetheless.
With precision Hermaphroditus leaned over you, kissing the skin of your stomach before taking a deep breath.
He stayed hunched over you like this for a minute before surprising you by taking hold of your thighs and pulling them apart.
You let out a noise of embarrassed surprise as you laid there spread out for the god to see.
Hermaphroditus gave slow and sensual kisses to your thighs while his thumbs massaged calming circles into your hips.
Your breath came out in staggering Huff's as you felt his own fan over your exposed intimacy.
Though before he did anything more his eyes locked with yours, looking up with lust deep eyes that seemed to have gotten a rosy glow.
"No need to feel nervous, I want to have your all."
He gave one more soft kiss placed above your heat before indulging himself into you with an open mouthed kiss to your bundle of nerves.
Your body felt as though it tensed and relaxed into the sheets in a simultaneous tandem.
You bit your lip as a moan shuddered itself from your body while Hermaphroditus gave long slow licks to your womanhood, sighing as though he were completely content by his position between your thighs, which were perched upon their shoulders and held in place with a sure hold.
Your thighs twitched and toes curled to his ministrations, being able to feel the feathers of his wings at the tips of your toes.
After a while of his mouth working on you, you could feel yourself leak and drip onto the sheets below from all the stimulation.
Your body responded by grinding into nothing but their mouth, while your mind gave you a lingering feeling of embarrassment as you could feel yourself leak more, making you move away.
Disheveled Hermaphroditus looked up to you.
"Is something wrong my flower?"
Their lips were rosy and glistening and some curls were sticking into the air.
"N-no. It's just, I, the sheets..."
You managed to stutter out.
By his look Hermaphroditus pieced your words together until you were met with a sultry grin.
"Ohh~ then I do not see any reason to stop, you taste like the finest ambrosia love."
Before you could form an answer he dipped his head back to your heat, making your hips buck.
He gave long licks in between sucking, seemingly making sure to get every last drop of you.
After a while you could feel as if a coil was tightening deep inside of you while Hermaphroditus worked his tongue, making your thighs twitch.
Hermaphroditus moved one hand down from your hip until you could feel a finger gently prod at your opening, though never stopping his loving on your bundle of nerves.
Your words were lost when they inserted one finger, crooking it upward and massaging your inner walls. It was then where the coil tightened further and all that left your lips was the breath of an oh.
Only then you really took notice of how much bigger their fingers were compared to yours.
Then just as gentle and quick he inserted a second finger, switching between massaging and pressing against your inner walls and scissoring you open.
You were moaning and grasping anything you could as if to ground yourself in the swirling pleasure. Somehow one hand had found its place curled into Hermaphroditus locks as the wave of hot white heat overtook you.
You moaned out as your mouth hung open, leaning your head into the pillow it was resting on while your back arched from the over spilling pleasure of your orgasm.
When the intensity of your orgasm calmed you noticed that Hermaphroditus name had been spilling from your lips.
Sensitive you shifted as Hermaphroditus had kept on lapping up every bit of your orgasm. Only when you pulled at their strands of golden straw locks he moved away, looking at you through heavy lidded eyes.
You tried to muster words though your body betrayed you as the afterglow tingled on your heated skin.
They took a deep breath, licking their lips.
"Did you like that darling?"
He asked, every word spilling from his lips like their tongue had been dipped in honey.
Was all you could muster as an answer while you covered your eyes with your arm.
Tenderly Hermaphroditus wrapped their arms around you.
They gave a kiss to your nose.
"I am far from finished with you. Unless you can't take no more. Just say the word and I'll stop."
You wrapped your arms around their neck, pulling them down into a deep kiss, through which you could taste the faintest hint of yourself.
He groaned into the kiss as he rutted his hips against your leg, something like an erection clear to feel.
Still a little shy you teased the fabric of her chiton between your fingertips.
Hermaphroditus gave a shy but confident grin before grasping the fabric and removing it from their hips.
You did not mean stare though you were too curious before you could avert your eyes.
Half erect stood their member between their legs. It looked, from what you had heard of and imagined, fairly normal. Though it looked more as if it sprouted from a half formed labia, it wrapping around the shaft like a soft ring of flesh until swelling more to the base.
Though Hermaphroditus did not flinch or cover away from your curious stares.
"I hope I do not appal you."
You breathed out before looking them in the eye.
"You're beautiful Hermaphroditus."
Was all you could muster to say in your awestruckness, though you meant every word you had said and that ten times more. It was impossible to put into words how your heart swelled and beat to the intimacy the moment shared.
You hadn't noticed that Hermaphroditus had held his breath until he exhaled slowly, cheeks turning a deeper shade of rose.
A shudder broke through them as they averted their eyes.
Slowly you sat up a bit before placing a hand onto their side, giving you the moment of feeling the slight curve of their waist.
Shy you nibbled on your bottom lip.
On accident you had already looked down between the two of you before you finished your question.
Careful you moved your hand down to ever gently grasp their member. You noticed how his thigh twitched.
"You're so sweet, but you can be a little firmer."
Hermaphroditus cut in with a small grin.
A bit shy and inexperienced you began to just slowly move your hand, experimentally touching and feeling his weight in your palm.
For a short second Hermaphroditus closed his eyes while relaxing into your touch with a shuddered sigh.
They were fully on their knees, sitting on their calves as he gently began to rock into your strokes. Their breath became heavy as their eyes fluttered closed from time to time.
You leaned in further until your lips brushed over their skin ever so slightly. In response Hermaphroditus leaned his head to the side, laying the soft skin of her neck open for you. In attempt to somewhat mirror how Hermaphroditus had done, you began to kiss and gently suck various places of his neck. A moan brushed past their lips as their hips stuttered. Looking down you saw how at the tip of his manhood a few drops of come flowed out.
You were broken from your aroused amazement when Hermaphroditus gave a moan fueled with desire and need. Just so, his hands found their place at your shoulders, before looking deep into your eyes.
"Please, by Olympus, may I have you? May I make you mine?"
Every word spoken had the edge of something raw and desperate. Their voice having come in a slight rasp, deeper than before.
With everything, with every option you had, you found you would never find another being to treat and love you just the way Hermaphroditus does, so with a deep breath, you wanted to truly show to them, how deeply you trusted him.
"Hermaphroditus, You may take me and make our bond official and unbreakable, that I swear by the river Styx."
At your last words his eyes widened in shock.
"You needn't have sworn an oath to the underworld river! Now you cannot go back under any circumstance!"
Paniced they searched your expression for something you did not know. Which showed to you again why you trusted the god the way you did. With a smile you cupped their face.
"Because I trust you, Hermaphroditus, my dear god of gender and sex. ..."
You rested your forehead against his.
You added in a whisper, to which you could hear the gods breath skip.
You sat like this in silence for a short while, but you would not have traded the world for that moment.
Soon Hermaphroditus stirred, wrapping you into their strong embrace.
"Then this shall be a night you will remember!"
They exclaimed before bringing you onto your back, sharing a feverish kiss.
Your heat twitched in want as kisses were scattered all over your skin.
You gasped out when you felt the tip of their manhood press against your sensitive flesh, Hermaphroditus guiding it along your clitoris in teasing circles. Involuntarily your hips twitched towards them in want. With the forgotten embarrassment from before you spread yourself out for the god.
Hermaphroditus let out a deep satisfied hum as they began to align themselves. Shortly after, the tip slowly pushed into you, stretching you in its way.
Hermaphroditus placed his hand into yours, which you held onto as every inch of him entered you. To your surprise Hermaphroditus pulled out again, just to move back into you, giving your body time to adjust. Though soon with one sure thrust of their hips you gasped out, as they were fully sheathed inside of you. Their length pressed up into places deep within you that made your hips twitch in want and anticipation.
Left your lips in a moan before he moved his wings, which lifted underneath and then wrapped around you.
With slow shallow thrusts your body slowly accustomed to him, relaxing a bit from the slight sting as they pulled out from time to time to make sure to make it as painless as possible for you.
He glided his hands along your thighs before moving them so you could lay your legs onto his shoulders.
You moaned in pleasure and surprise as Hermaphroditus bent down towards you, making you angle your legs, spreading you further into the mattress and enabling Hermaphroditus to move even deeper into you.
Hermaphroditus took ahold of one of your hands once again, which you happily squeezed to ground yourself. You had your eyes closed as your body took in all the sensations.
Then Hermaphroditus truly started to move; thrusting slow and deep while giving soft sighs and moans in tandem with your own.
It felt like eternity of minutes spent in the bed, in a room filled with love.
Though after a while Hermaphroditus stopped. In wonder you looked up at them breathlessly.
"My love, my beautiful bloom, before we continue, I am inclined to tell you..."
"That this is the start of a bond. Only if I were to..."
Unlikely of himself, Hermaphroditus trailed off.
"Only if you were to what?"
You asked careful and accepting of whatever it may be.
"Only if I were to impregnate you."
You were met by the worried heated gaze of the god. Though in this moment, you decided to throw all reason into the darkest corner of existence.
"Remember, I made my oath to the underworld river."
You moved your hips in a feeble attempt of a thrust, earning a grunt from the god.
Hermaphroditus caught you into a kiss before whispering.
"I am not entirely sure I am even still able to have, more so create, children."
"Then I guess we'll find out."
With that he truly began to move again, perfectly angled towards the most pleasurable parts within you.
You moaned out in a high breath when Hermaphroditus snuck one hand between your legs, massaging rhythmic circles into your clit. It was then when the pressure of another orgasm built again rapidly.
Your back arched into the touch before a few more thrusts and synced touches spilled you over the edge.
While your orgasm still rode out, Hermaphroditus held onto your hips, moving at even a bit faster pace. Your mind had just calmed before the overwhelming feeling of heat filled you, a strong deep moan filling the room.
Heaving and spent the god slowly pulled out of you. You shuddered at the feeling.
With a kiss to your forehead they layed down on you, burrowing their face in the crook of your neck. Between being wrapped into feathered wings and strong arms you slung your heavy arms around the gods body as well.
You stayed like this for however long, in a comfortable silence, listening to one anothers breaths.
Then slowly Hermaphroditus lifted from you and stretched his wings.
They whispered before sluggily leaving the room. Just as soon He returned with a wash basin filled with warmed water and a linen cloth.
With that you lifted yourself onto your elbows while Hermaphroditus soaked and the wrung out the cloth before handing it to you.
Gingerly and a bit awkward you cleaned yourself, though Hermaphroditus respectfully looked away while tending to himself as well.
Once cleaned you were quickly back in the gods arms under the soft silken blankets.
In the warm delight of the moment you shared until you fell asleep Hermaphroditus whispered one last question.
"(y/n)... Even after what we shared together,... will you marry me?"
You hid your face against their chest with a smile.
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