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MLQC : Helios x MC x Artemis : “Daddy”

Aight look in the name of all honesty I’m going to be upfront and say I have very little knowledge of the specifics of the “Daddy” kink (or any kink really). My general knowledge is that it’s about the “Daddy” being a dominant/authoritative figure. The boss, the man in charge, something akin to that. Please don’t take what I write as any indication of how kinks work in a functioning relationship.

100% rightfully inspired by this post.

I HAVE NO REGRETS. Helios and Artemis are both *distressed horny noises* so, there’s that.

Rating: 18+, Explicit

Summary: AU; MC (Philotes) is a part of Black Swan in a remote location with Artemis. Helios arrives and thanks to some tipsy late night conversation, they partake in some very adult activities.

Warnings: Threesome; Oral Sex (male and female receiving); Vaginal intercourse; Exaggerated porno squirting; generous use of the term “Daddy” in a sexual situation (and Helios loving it); Multiple orgasms; Forced orgasms, Choking;

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Philotes rolled out of bed, her hands pressing against her back as she stretched. It was chilly and she shivered, rubbing her arms before rummaging through the small corner dresser. Throwing a sweater over her tank top she shoved her feet in to a pair of fur lined boots, trudging out of the small room and down the dark hallway to the utilitarian kitchen. Artemis was perched on the counter, sipping coffee and flipping through channels on the massive television.

Say what you will about Black Swan, but they didn't skimp on the entertainment.

“Another day of doing nothing but sitting on our thumbs I take it?” she asked, glaring at the chipped mug she took from the cupboard and pouring herself half a cup of coffee. As she stretched, reaching for the box of sugar cubes, another box fell off the shelf spilling it's wrapped contents. "Okay seriously why are there so many condoms around here?!" she mumbled, shoving the box next to the blender on the counter. So far she'd found an economy sized box in every room.

Artemis raised an eyebrow and only bothered replying to her first question. “What else did you expect? This is your punishment after all.”

Philotes had only been with Black Swan six months. In her first week she met her nemesis: Ares. For whatever reason, the two had done nothing but butt heads from their initial meeting. What started as snide comments built to outright vicious insults when, in a rash moment of anger six days before, Philo had maliciously fire bombed his lab. She’d destroyed nearly everything in it and, after being held for two days in a shady lockup cell, she was sentenced to six weeks isolation in a remote forest post. Artemis had been chosen to supervise, making sure that she didn't try to betray the organization or escape.

“C’mon Artie~ aren’t there any better ways for you to punish me?” Philo asked with a simpering smile, nuzzling her head against the other woman’s shoulder. Artemis glared and placed her palm on Philo's forehead, pushing her away.

“Do not call me Artie and do not push your luck, Philotes. Ares wanted permission to vivisect you for what you did to his lab.”

“So why didn’t they let him?” Philo grabbed the edge of the counter and pulled, letting her legs dangle over the side. The granite cooled her belly through her sweater.

“Because you can be somewhat useful.” Artemis snipped.

Philo's Evol was precognition. By touching someone she could get flashes of their near future.

“And,” Artemis continued, “Helios demanded you be unharmed.”

She'd seen Helios a handful of times before. Her stomach clenched just thinking about him. He was cold and beautiful and radiated dominance. She’d heard tales of him going out of his way to make things difficult for Ares, just because he felt like it. She didn’t think he even knew who she was; she was just a cog under Hades’ command after all.

“Why would he do that?” she wondered out loud, bracing her chin on the back of her hand, eyes staring unfocused at the television.

“I don’t know and I don’t care.” Artemis slid off the counter, walking around the small island to deposit her mug in the sink. “He's every bit the thorn in my side you are and then some." Artemis tossed her long hair over her shoulder, talking as she walked away. "I'm going to bed. No funny business."

Philotes passed most of the day sitting outside, napping on and off in a hammock just outside the small cabin. There was a perimeter set up and if she tried to venture any more then 10 feet away an alarm would go off.

It was late in the afternoon when Artemis came back out, finding her sprawled on the rigid couch watching some ridiculous cartoon. The senior agent was agitated, slamming cupboard doors before going outside. She came back a few minutes later empty handed, typing angrily on her phone.

“What’s the matter with you?” Philo asked as she dangled limply halfway off the couch.

“Helios is coming.” Artemis hissed.

“Here?! Now? Why?” she struggled, sliding to the floor and hopping clumsily to her feet.

“To take over your supervision. I have work to do.”

“Why him? Why are you so upset? You get to leave, shouldn’t you be happier?”

Artemis huffed, finishing her series of messages and sliding her phone back into her pocket. “I don't know, but that insufferable ass has the nerve to act like he’s the one in charge.”

"Well he will be the one in charge once he gets here won’t he?” Artemis clicked her tongue disdainfully. She struggled with Philotes' flippant, carefree attitude. Whether out of genuine dislike or jealousy...she wasn’t really sure.

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Dusk was painting the fading light with bold colors when Philo, lying in the hammock again, saw movement through the trees. Helios’s white hair reflected the patchy light, like a flickering beacon the closer he got. Her heart thrummed hard in her chest and she tried to focus instead on the book in her lap. She didn’t know Helios and decided it was safest to let him broach contact with her if he wanted.

“Hey, you.” She looked up, surprised that he had moved so fast. He stood an arms length away, his beautiful face much fiercer than she expected. “Philo, right?”

“Yeah.” she managed weakly. Philo he called her. A smirk graced his features and he held his fist out.

“Nice job with Ares’ lab. I was impressed.”

“Thanks!” she chirped with a weak laugh, bumping his fist with her own.

“That pompous prick bugs me like you wouldn’t believe. I’m kinda jealous I didn’t get to do the job myself."

"Well if the mood ever strikes you I'd be happy to help do it again."

That made him chuckle. "There may be no saving you if you blow it up a second time."

She shrugged. "They do say us pawns are easily replaced."

"There's no replacing an Evol like yours." His face clouded with irritation and he shook his head. "Putting you under Hades' command was a waste. When this is over you'll be coming to work under me."

"Heh, I'd be glad to do a number of things under you."

It took a long second for her to realize that the look on Helios's face was because she'd said the words out loud. With your mouth mouth, not your brain mouth! Idiot!

"Why didn't you tell me you were here?" Neither of them had noticed the door open. Artemis stood there, her face pinched in anger, glaring daggers at Helios. "Where's the car?"

"Yeaaah, about that." As Helios turned Philo saw the large pack on his back. "Kim got nervous. Something about the GPS satellites? So he'll be back for you tomorrow."

"No!" Artemis threw her hands in the air, turning and stomping back in to the cabin. "No no no!" Helios winked at Philo before walking inside.

"Sorry Artie, but you're gonna have to live with it."

"Do not call me Artie!"

She was going to stay outside and let them argue but only a minute later Artemis's head popped back out the door and she snapped angrily "get in here! It's your night to cook!"

"Sorry." she mumbled. Tumbling out of the hammock and skipping inside. Helios was kneeling in front of the open fridge, pulling bottles out of his pack and taking up an alarming amount of space on the shelves. "Is that..." she peeked over his shoulder, tucking some loose hair behind her ear. "Is that all liquor?"

"Five weeks is a long time to be here without any." was his answer.

40 minutes later she was moving grilled chicken, street corn salad, and loaded mashed potatoes to the table, glancing uneasily between Artemis and Helios. The tension between them was unreal.

"That was fast." Helios looked surprised.

She sat next to Artemis because she wanted to get her fill of looking at him before bed. "Cooking is one of like, four things that I'm good at."

“What are the other three?” he asked, eyes flicking to her over the top of the fork he had lifted to his mouth. Artemis cut her off before she could answer.

“Do not make the sex joke.”

She slapped her hands down on the table. “Dammit, Artemis, stop taking away all the things I love!” Helios snorted. The barest of smiles ghosted Artemis’ face. The tension had cracked.

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The dishes cleared, Philo was wiping down the table when Helios plunked three shot glasses and a bottle of sake in front of her, his hand touching her hip as he leaned over her. She bit the inside of her lip hard to keep from blushing.

“Oh no. You can count me out of this.” Artemis got up from her seat and started down the hall. Philo turned, ready to call after her when Helios nudged her with his elbow.

“Alright but with no one to supervise we’ll just get drunk and disorderly.” His voice was deceptively bright, a melodic tease as he poured three shots. Artemis faltered in her determined stride.

Philo took the shot he offered, hyper aware of the feel of his fingers as she chimed in with his teasing. “If I get drunk I’ll be that much more determined to cuddle with you, Artemis.”

“Christ-” Artemis snarled, storming back. Even while angry she was graceful in the way she plucked the small glass out of Helios’s hand and downed the alcohol. “Putting you two together will be such a mistake.” But the tension had cracked again, and within the hour the three were two bottles deep and pleasantly buzzed.

“So what’s the deal with you two?” Philo asked, finger tracing along the rim of her shot glass. She was trying not to look at Helios, who had turned his chair sideways and was casually leaning on the table. His self assured energy was feeding in to her kink big time.

“What do you mean?” he asked, long fingers flexing on the tabletop. She giggled.

“The only time I see tension like this between people is when they’ve fucked or tried to kill each other.” She chanced a glance upwards. Artemis and Helios were blank faced, momentarily shocked before glancing guiltily at each other. Dissolving into laughter she kicked her feet, shrieking “oh my God you totally boned!”

“It...there are no feelings involved here!” Artemis snapped.

“Hate fucking is still fucking, Artie.” Helios said with a twisted sneer.

Philo wiped tears out of her eyes, still giggling. “Oh this is too good.”

“If you breathe a word of this to anyone I’ll rip your tongue out.” Artemis hissed.

“Ooh don’t worry, I won’t say anything.”

“I mean it.” Artemis’ gray eyes were narrowed into cold slits. Philo put her hands up before making the 'my lips are sealed' motion.

“Look,” pouring the last of the sake in her glass she lifted it to her lips. “If it makes you feel any better, I boned Hades.”

“What?!” both Artemis and Helios jerked upright, staring at her with wide eyes. She fell into another fit of laughter before resting her chin on her entwined fingers.

“Yeah. He was the one who brought me in to Black Swan after we...” she trailed off with a shrug. “Anyway, he was okay. A 6 I guess. But there was no spark, ya know? Nothing good enough to make me go back a second time.”

“Maybe that’s why your talents are never put to any use.” Artemis mused.

“Hades being petty because his ego got hurt? Sounds about right.” Helios shook his head. “What did you see in him anyway?”

A way to Black Swan...? Philo thought. There was essentially a war brewing between those with an Evol and those without. She wanted to be somewhere she felt safer.

“Nothing special. Just lonely that night I guess.” With a Cheshire grin she continued. “Frankly you two are far more interesting.”

“Oh yeah?” Helios rested his tilted head on his fist. There was something wild in those blue eyes. “How so?”

She pointed at Artemis first. “She has Big Bi Energy, which I’m living for, and you-” she finally looked directly at him, heart thump-thumping under his gaze. “You’re a Daddy.”

“I can assure you Helios definitely does not have children.” Artemis said quietly. Philo giggled, waving her hands and squealing “no, no!” She stood and grabbed the empty bottle with one hand before leaning over the table. Helios couldn’t look away, her pupils were blown wide and her fingers brushed his hair before trailing softly down the shell of his ear.

“Helios is a Daddy~” The way she said it, low and needy, sent electric bursts to every nerve. He glanced at Artemis, who's darkened eyes were watching Philotes intensely as she put the empty bottle in the sink then turned towards the fridge.

He knew that look. It was the mirror to the expression on his own face. He had every intention of sleeping with Philo after Artemis left, given what she'd said to him when he arrived. But if Philo was feeling froggy...

"Philo." She had just pulled on the fridge handle when the door slammed shut, Helios’s hand pressing against it. She turned and felt heat explode in her face and down her spine as he crowded her against the appliance. Parting her legs with his knee, he grabbed her hip with one hand and fisted the other in her hair. "Artemis does swing both ways, and she likes watching."

Bastard Artemis thought, body rigid as Helios pulled Philotes in for a heated kiss. She watched, acutely aware of the way her own body responded to the show the entwined pair put on. The way his tongue pushed inside her mouth. The way she moaned while grinding down on his thigh. The way she clung to him, her fingers gripping his hair tightly.

Chair screeching as it scraped along the floor, Artemis moved quickly across the small area. With an impatient hiss she grabbed Helios by the collar, ignoring his look of venomous disapproval as she pulled him away to take his place.

Artemis’s lips were softer, her kiss a slower dance of seduction as she held Philo’s neck softly. Tongues twining, she licked into the younger woman’s mouth feverishly, moaning low as a knee pressed between her legs. The delicious friction had her pressing Philotes against the fridge, their chests rubbing together.

Helios leaned back against the counter, thumb brushing his bottom lip as he grinned. Artemis was returning Philo’s favor, grinding her thigh between exposed thighs and one of them, who he couldn’t be sure, moaning throatily. His cock pressing against his fly throbbed as Artemis slid a pale hand under the hem of Philos’ shirt. He could almost be happy with watching.

Almost, except for the brief pause where Philo’s eyes darted to him, clouded with desire, and she smirked, crooking her finger at him over Artemis’s shoulder. Stepping forward, one hand squeezing her ass, he brushed black hair to the side and dragged his teeth along the pale column of her neck. “What do you say, Artie? Want to have some fun with us before you leave tomorrow?”

Artemis growled, narrow gray eyes glaring down into Philotes’ wide ones before arching back. Rubbing against Helios’ groin she wrapped her arm back around his neck, turning her head and brushing her lips against his. “I might as well.”

Philo grinned. While Artemis was kissing Helios, she leaned forward to nibble on her collar, unbuttoning the simple blouse as she trailed wet kisses down to the swell of pale breasts. Artemis’ nipples were visible through the sheer material of her bra and she sealed her mouth around one while rolling the other between her fingers, her other hand tracing over hard abdominal muscles.

Helios slid his hand between the women, into Artie’s jeans and under the elastic of her underwear. His fingers glided effortlessly between the wet lips and he traced her trembling opening, using the leverage from his hand on her ass to hold her still. Artemis made a soft noise, a semi-successful attempt to keep from mewling. They were overwhelming her, stimulating her relentlessly as she was held tightly between them.

“I hate this excessive teasing!” Artemis snarled. She pushed Philotes away by the shoulders, rounding on Helios and grabbing the hem of his shirt, yanking the fabric up and and throwing it to the side. “Will you fuck me.” Helios stepped away, leaning back against the bolted down table with an arched brow. She stepped forward, taking his face in her hands. “Please.” The word was forced but he grinned.

His hand shot up and he caught the condom that Philo threw his way, impressive given that he never looked away. “If you insist.” Artemis undid his belt, parting the dark fabric of his pants and pushing them along with his underwear down to his ankles, making him remove his own socks and kick the pile away as she hurriedly undressed. The head of his cock was slick with precum and she closed her lips around it, pleased by the way he bucked as she licked it clean before taking the condom from his hand and rolling it down his length. Then she turned her back to him, motioning to Philotes who was leaning against the counter and biting her bottom lip. Pulling the other woman in for a deep kiss, Artemis stepped back into his spread legs, pressing down on his thighs. It took him a moment to understand what she wanted but then he wrapped one arm around her waist, fingers digging in to her hip as he lifted her into his lap, parting her legs with his before sinking her down slowly over his cock.

Artemis moaned, holding Philo’s shoulders tightly as Helios adjusted his grip, holding firm under her thighs before fucking up into her with deep strokes. It had been probably two years since they had slept together, stuck together in a safe house after a mission gone wrong, but he could still make her head spin. Philotes whimpering in her ear caught her attention and Helios stopped.

His hand on the small of her back, Helios pressed Philo flush against Artemis’s front, his lips catching hers over the sandwiched woman’s shoulder. She kissed him eagerly, nearly giggling at the way Artemis whined when Helios reached between them to rub her clit. Artemis bit down on her shoulder and she responded by reaching down and touching where their bodies were joined, tracing the curve of slick petals wrapped around stiff cock. Helios hummed his approval, biting Philo's tongue before growling against her lips. “Take you clothes off and help me make her come.”

“Whatever you say, Daddy.” Eyes bright and wide Philo stepped away, forcing Artemis to grab the back of Helios’ neck as he resumed fucking her. They watched as she undressed and fell to her knees, wickedness in her gaze as she sucked Helios’ balls in her mouth, making him moan. He made up for his momentary weakness by biting down on Artemis’ neck, sucking hard and marking the skin with his teeth.

Artemis would have had his head for that if not for Philotes’ tongue running up, around where Helios fucked into her before pressing broadly over her swollen clit. Cursing loudly Artemis arched her back, one hand tangling in Philo’s hair to pull hard. That didn’t stop her though, instead only serving to encourage the other to assault the sensitive area with her tongue more lasciviously.

Helios’s low voice in her ear had goosebumps raising all over her body. “How’s it feel, Artie? My cock in your dripping cunt with her tongue on your clit?” Christ. She had forgotten his proclivity for dirty talk, something he did exceedingly well. “I can feel how tight your getting. I’m gonna come inside you, ya know. Can’t help it when your pussy squeezes me like this.” She was so close. Philotes’ hands were massaging at the tops of her thighs, completely focused on pleasing them with her mouth and his words sent a flood of arousal to coat her chin. “You can watch while she sucks me hard again then hold her down while I fuck her.” Artemis could feel the spring winding tighter in her belly. She was tingling from her toes to the top of her head, her walls fluttering as he thrust hard. His own impending orgasm had his words muttered between panting breaths, his tongue leaving hot trails as he tasted the salt of her skin. “She looks so good with her mouth on your pussy, doesn’t she?”

As if she could hear him over Artemis’s wild moans, Philo’s gaze flicked upwards, meeting two hungry sets of eyes and she reached up with one hand, rubbing her flat palm over a peaked nipple. Artemis came with a hoarse cry, unseeing eyes rolling towards the ceiling. Stars exploded in her muscles as she trembled and the pleasure left her boneless, thankful that Philotes stood up to hold her. Helios thrust hard to tumble into his own orgasm moments later, brought on as he promised by Artemis’ body clenching around him. Cursing softly he sank down to his back on the cool tabletop, hands holding Artemis’ hips tightly.

Philo swiped the back of her hand over her chin, the fingers of her other hand buried in Artemis’s hair. She regarded the panting pair with wild eyes, still in a state of disbelief that this was happening. After a minute Artemis pressed down on her shoulders, using the leverage to lift herself off Helios and stand on shaky legs. Once she was sure she could stand on her own, Philo left her leaning on the table to grab a rag from the drawer next to the sink, wetting it and using it to wash her face. She didn’t see the look they exchanged as Helios got to his feet, stripping the condom off and tossing it in the garbage.

Fingers in her hair, pulling her back towards the table. Philo looked up into Helios’ blue eyes, not uttering a peep as he pushed her down to her knees, level with his softening cock.

“Suck.” She kept looking up, into his eyes as she ran her tongue flatly along the underside, tongue touching his balls before closing her lips and hollowing her cheeks. He was still sensitive and groaned, gripping the edge of the table until his knuckles were white. He stroked the top of her head, pushing stray hair out of her face. It didn’t take long before he was hard again and she was making the most delicious noises as she bobbed her head, his cock hitting the back of her throat each time.

Artemis had taken his spot on the table, sliding farther back and letting her legs dangle off the sides. Her fingers stroked her engorged sex as she watched, rolling her clit between her fingers. She was so sensitive after coming, and by the time Helios pulled Philotes to her feet, Artemis was trembling from the waves of a second orgasm.

Helios slid his hand between Philo’s legs, feeling the slick that had dripped down her thighs. He pulled her against him for a hard kiss, fingers slipping easily in and out of her. “Get up there,” he ordered, motioning to where Artemis sat, licking his fingers clean. She did so without hesitation, accepting a languid kiss from Artemis before turning and scooting up on the table between her legs as Helios put on another condom. He grabbed her hips and pulled, leaving her half reclined against Artemis' chest with her ass on the edge of the table.

Helios slid his hands beneath her knees, spreading her legs and holding them up, a silent look passing between him and Artemis. Philo squirmed as Artemis replaced his hold and Helios’ hands slid down to the tops of her thighs, his cock nudging her clit and making her moan before he began pushing inside of her slowly. He leaned over her and bottomed out, kissing her deep, until she was pushing against him, lips shiny and swollen from his teeth as she panted.

Licking his lips he looked down to where her body spasmed around him. “Artie is going to hold you open, baby, so I can fuck you nice and slow.” He didn’t look away as he parted her sex farther with his thumbs, pulling out slowly. He was going to find out just how hard she was willing to work beneath him.

"Fuck me good, Daddy." Philo purred. Blue eyes flickering with wild energy met hers and she made a show of sucking on two of her fingers, a thin line of saliva stretching and breaking as she reached down to rub her clit.

"I think she's eager to come for you." Artemis shifted closer, Philo's head resting on her shoulder. With precision movements she tucked Philo's feet under her knees, freeing up her hands while keeping the other's legs bent and spread wide. She bit down on the exposed column of Philo's neck, pinching stiff nipples between calloused fingers.

Helios' thumbs dragged along puffy lips, alternately spreading and squeezing them as he thrust. Freed from the intense, burning need for release he was content to take his time, his pace measured and even. Philo on the other hand was so turned on, so simulated, that it was mere minutes before her hands were gripping the edge of the table, Artemis' fingers having taken over stroking her clit when she felt her first orgasm approaching.

"Mmn Daddy-" she was trembling, body tensing as she focused on the sensation. "I'm gonna - ah - come!" Her hips jerked as pleasure sparked through her, the sharp movement causing his cock to slip from her clenching pussy.

Helios's eyebrows shot upwards. Not because she had jerked away, but because of the gush of fluid that squirted over his thighs and on the floor. He smirked, one hand running up her body to briefly close around her neck. “Well that’s fun.”

Artemis sucking hard at her shoulder, Philo was shaking as Helios slid two fingers in her mouth, rolling them over her tongue before pulling away. “You do that every time?” he asked, saliva-slick fingers pushing inside her, thumb brushing Artemis’s fingers aside to roll over her clit.

“Only when it’s really good - ah!” She broke off with a whimpered cry as he pushed back inside her, stretching her slowly around his cock and his fingers. If it was uncomfortable she didn’t notice, distracted by the way he rubbed her g-spot firmly in tandem with her clit. He resumed his languid pace, bottoming out with every thrust.

Nobody had ever fucked her like this, with their fingers too, and Philotes was almost scared by how quickly she felt the tell-tale tingle of another orgasm. She reached up and grabbed Artemis’s shoulders, nails leaving crescent marks in the pale flesh. Her back arched, vision fading to pinpoints as she felt the wave roll through her, stronger the second time. “C-coming, Daddy! Fuck!”

This time Helios pulled out on purpose, fingers still rubbing as she squirted harder, her body twitching and shuddering but unable to move away with how tightly Artemis held her. Her chest heaved as she panted, covered in a sheen of perspiration. She could barely keep her eyes open, moans bordering on sobs as he filled her with his cock again.

“Already such a mess?” he teased, groping her breasts with his free hand. “You’ve only come twice baby, you can do better.”

“Y-yes, Daddy.” she mewled breathlessly. Artemis was massaging the tops of her thighs, pressing her labia tighter around his cock. He thrust harder this time, sweat beginning to glimmer on his skin.

He adjusted his touch on her clit, rubbing firmly up and down instead of feathery circles and she shrieked, lifting her hips so he was hitting deeper inside her. She was so deeply entrenched in the scene, the pleasure, so lost in wanton lust. She wasn’t sure she could tell them to stop even if she needed to. “You’re gonna make me come again Daddy!”

This time the pleasure flirted on the edge of pain, tearing a scream from her already sore throat. Helios didn’t let up, pressing firmly against her g-spot and teasing her opening with the head of his cock, moving it just inside her shallowly while she squirted around him. Her vision had faded completely to white, eyes shimmering with moisture as she collapsed bonelessly. Artemis licked the shell of ear before biting down, one hand moving to her breast as Helios started fucking her again. Hard. He could feel his own orgasm building and chased it eagerly.

“I think he likes you.” Artemis teased, her hand skating over Philo’s abdomen. Hand over the pubic bone she could feel Helios’s cock as it moved and she pressed down, savoring the primal howl it produced from Philo’s throat. That cry was garbled however, as by now Helios had his hand wrapped around her throat and was squeezing softly. “Make her come again, Daddy.”

She was so close. Fuck, she was gonna come again. It had been so long since she’d been fucked half this good. She didn’t want to stop, but didn’t think she could take much more. She couldn’t form coherent thought, afraid that her next orgasm would render her unconscious. A hand on her throat, one teasing her painfully sensitive nipples. Between Artemis pushing down over his cock as he fucked her and his fingers, the stimulation of her g-spot was enough to drive her over the edge. Combine that with his thumb, back to feather light strokes over her clit; it was too much. She sobbed, unaware of the tears that streaked heavy down her face. She was so close. Feeling the wave already at a crescendo, her muscles seizing in that painful way before the pleasure hit-

Helios felt the wetness on his hand the same time he heard the taunting way Artemis called him Daddy. He looked away from the sight of Philo’s soaked and engorged pussy, so close to coming himself. The look on his face, a mix of cocky grin and pleasured grimace, evaporated instantly and he froze. Eyes wide, brows furrowed with concern, his hand moved to cup Philo’s wet cheek. “Hey,” his voice was tender and if she could see through her tears she would likely have been rendered speechless at the softness in his eyes. It was certainly enough to shock Artemis. “Are you okay?”

Crying, too close to the edge to care, she begged. “D-don’t stop! Coming!” but she was already falling. He obliged, fingers curling around the back of her head as he thrust deep once, twice, before filling her completely. He didn’t pull out this time, shuddering at the way her body clenched around him. She cried and mewled, trembling violently as the waves rolled through her, near endlessly. By the time she came down again she was gasping for air. Artemis had her arms wrapped around her waist, nuzzling the curve of her neck. Still holding the back of her head Helios’s other hand was now against her back as he pressed soft kisses over her collar before moving up to her lips. Her legs were free and hanging limply over the edge. Her knees ached.

“Are you okay?” he asked again. She swallowed, struggling to form a simple “yes”. She had never been so thoroughly wrecked and while she could already feel the soreness setting in her muscles she was positively vibrating inside.

He was still hard inside her. “Come for me, Daddy.” she whispered against his lips, tired eyes sparking with her earlier wickedness. He chuckled softly. Artemis snorted, equally amused and impressed.

“Not sure if you can handle any more babe.” But he shifted, sliding his arms under her knees before leaning over her. Her eyelids fluttered as he pulled out slowly and snapped shut when he filled her hard. “Still want me to come, baby?”

“Please.” She don’t know where or how she found the strength the grab his forearms. “Please Daddy, please come. Please please please come inside me!” her voice grew louder with each thrust and her hoarse begging was what sent him over the edge. He kissed her to muffle his moaning. She could feel him twitching as he filled the condom.

“You two are heavy.” Artemis said softly several minutes later. They laughed and she wormed out from under Philo’s weight, laying her down gently on the table before standing and stretching. Helios got to his feet too, whistling at the mess they had made.

Artemis walked away and a minute later the shower was running. Helios grabbed a hand towel from a drawer and tossed it on the floor. That would have to do for the moment.

"Well, not quite how I expected things to go." His hands were warm on her thighs, rubbing with smooth strokes.

"Really?" Philo asked with a weak laugh, incredulous. She was too tired to lift her head. Her heart still beat hard under the hands folded over her chest.

"Artie was unexpected."

"Only Artie?"

He took her hands in his, pulling her upright and smirking as he kissed her. "You were planned."

"Lucky me," she giggled, head resting on his shoulder.

"Hey, lovebirds." Artemis was back, a towel wrapped around her. "I've got the tub ready for you."

"Go on without me." Philo said dramatically, raising a quivering hand to her forehead. "I can't keep up." Her tone was joking but she was serious. Her bones may very well have been made of jelly.

Helios rolled his eyes and effortlessly scooped her up bridal style, carrying her down the hall and into the bathroom. The large garden tub was half full and frothy with bubbles when he stepped in. She was comfortably cradled between his thighs and half asleep against his chest by the time he turned the water off.

"Woulda drowned if I left you alone." he muttered, softly knocking her forehead with his knuckles.

"But what a way to go." She stretched and groaned at the way it caused her body to sting. "Geez, guess now I know why there are so many condoms around here. And here I thought the only fun I would get to have was with myself. Well, that and the Switch."

Helios hummed, the noise rumbling in her ear. "I have been meaning to try the new Mario Kart."

"I'll show you my winning secrets, padawan."

He snorted and looked down at her with a raised brow. "I will destroy you."

"Dude!" Philo whined "you just did! Take pity on me!"

"Not in this lifetime."

"Unbelievable!"

Out in the hallway Artemis shook her head with a faint smile. There was no point in the near or distant future where she would profess to finding Helios tolerable but...she put the wet mop back in the closet and tossed the rags she'd used to clean the table in the basket under the sink.

She would wait until the morning to broach the topic of maybe, possibly, if she found herself with some free time in the next five weeks, coming back to spend time with the pair. Philo's answer would be an enthusiastic "Yes!". Helios would sneer over the rim of his coffee cup and ask if she already missed his cock that much. She would barely restrain herself from dumping the carafe over his head.

~

"Hey, Philo." Helios said as they sat on the couch after Artemis was gone. They were tied 9-9 for Mario Kart wins. "You said sex with Hades was a 6."

She already knew where he was going. "Doesn't seem fair to - you and your fucking red shells! - rate you when it was a team effort."

"Humor me."

She glanced at him out of the corner of eye, tongue peeking between her lips when she smiled.

"Ten is no longer the highest number on the scale but I'll require another session to give accurate results."

"Well in that case-"

"Hey!" she yelled as he plucked the controller from her hands, quickly silenced as he pushed her down on the couch while kissing her fiercely.

"We'll see how well I do on my own."

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