Perseus Abyssos (2)
Night fell, and just as we'd promised, Danae and I tangled our bodies together.
"Nngh—ah, ahh, ahaah, nnnngh~! Hahh, hah, nngh, nnnn~!"
I seized her full breasts and yanked them hard, and Danae arched her upper body, dragged along by my hands as she climaxed. This was already the who-knows-how-many-th round, and the semen pouring from her cunt showed no sign of running dry.
"Nnh, nnhaah, enou—enough already, now…♡"
Danae lay pinned beneath me on the bed, taking every thrust. I swept her blonde hair back with my right arm, pressed my lips to hers, and sucked on her tongue.
"Nnnngh~! Mm~! Mmffh~! Nnnnngh~!"
Slurp, slurp, pwah—!
I plundered her mouth half by force until she turned red and choked for air—but the moment I eased off even a little, she came hunting for my lips instead. We clung together like a single body, unable to pull apart.
"Mmff, haahp, nnhaahp—sorry… that was a lie… more… just a little more…♡"
As if trying to soothe her own fevered body, Danae hooked her ankles around my waist—but the load I'd already dumped deep inside her was so thick it reverse-flowed the second I so much as shifted, as if her cunt were trying to push my cock out.
Schlick~! Schloosh~!
"Hyaah?! No… don't let it spill…"
Apparently even her tight passage couldn't hold everything I'd pumped into her. It came gushing out and soiled the bed. The filthy fluid oozed like mucus, so viscous I almost doubted it was really mine—and it drove home all over again that this body was a hero's.
At this rate, she'd be pregnant before long.
"Hahh… haaah…"
"Don't pull out… more… more…"
Danae's lust refused to stop. Even after she'd clearly been thoroughly satisfied, she clung to me with something close to stubbornness—so I forcibly peeled her off and shoved my filthy cock in her face.
"Any more and it'll mess with tomorrow's work. Time to clean up."
"Aah, aahhngh… yes… hahh… sluuurp… suck…♡"
Danae happily sucked and cleaned the cum-smeared cock like it was a delicious treat. The sight of me roughly grabbing her head and forcing it down on my dick was something even a degenerate might draw the line at—but our relationship was special enough that I felt not a shred of disgust.
"Sluuurp, nngh, mmffhh~! Tsshh… ahhp…"
Making vulgar wet sounds, Danae mouthed my cock with several of my pubic hairs stuck to her lips. She was practically sitting under my crotch with her small face crushed against it, yet she showed not a flicker of discomfort, diligently cleaning with soft little chewing motions.
"Sluuuuurp~! Schluuuurp~! Hffwah~! Nyaam… nyaum…♡"
She made adorable little noises as she licked the tip of my urethra. That was the signal that the cleaning was finished. Just how devoted was this woman? She swallowed the cum along with the pubic hairs stuck to her lips, then opened her throat wide.
"—Gulp."
A full semen-drink, something no ordinary person could manage.
Not a single drop of cum, not a single strand of hair left behind. It was almost scary.
"Heheh… all finished… is there anywhere that still itches…?"
"No. Nothing."
"…Really?"
She sounded so disappointed that I stroked her cheek to soothe her and whispered. Her body was gradually turning younger, so I made my tone more polite to match.
"You did well. Let's do this again tomorrow without fail."
"Mm. Let's. It's not as if today is the only day we can join our bodies…"
She must have been pent up for a long time, because we'd been going at it almost every night lately. Normally Atalante slept with us too, so for this we'd been sleeping apart for a while—I felt a little guilty toward my little sister. Honestly her heat should have cooled considerably by now, yet she kept demanding me. There was no doubt she'd already fallen completely for me.
"Haaawn…"
"Is your body all right? Nothing wrong anywhere?"
"Yes. But I've gotten so feverish I should cool down before I sleep."
"Then I'll handle the cleanup. Go cool off for a bit, would you?"
"I'd be grateful if you would."
I wiped myself down with a damp cloth I'd prepared ahead of time and changed into a fresh chiton. Mother said she'd tidy the bed even at this late hour, so in the meantime I stepped out into the rear courtyard. The servants' gazes had been growing suspicious lately, and I was fretting over whether we'd been found out and where exactly we'd slipped—when the cool night air and the vast sky seized my attention.
"Damn, the air's good. Clears the head right up."
The bitch-scent clinging to my body and the last scraps of lust blew clean away. The fatigue and sleepiness etched into me by the act mixed together, leaving my head pleasantly fuzzy, and the cool breeze tickling my skin felt as cozy as being tucked under a warm blanket. Sleep came rolling in.
Worlds apart from the filthy skies of the modern age. The number of stars overhead was endless—I felt I finally understood why the old sailors had navigated by the heavens. That beautiful sky and those constellations were a guide and a pride that anyone in this world could look up and see. No wonder constellation myths were so common.
I'd never quite grasped why the gods, at the drop of a hat, would turn people and heroes into constellations and call it a reward—but looking at this sky, I got it.
Becoming one of those stars… in this era, that would be an immeasurably great reward.
"Ah! If I became a constellation in that sky and looked down on the world, it would surely feel wonderful! People would gaze up in longing at the beautiful night sky and at me, become a star—and I'd look down on them, standing shoulder to shoulder with those recognized by the gods! What a beautiful, delightful dream! Hahahaha!"
I let the cool wind take me and, half-asleep, spouted something that sounded plausible. It was late, no one around, no one listening—I figured I was just practicing lines for the next time I needed to flatter someone. What I failed to account for was that in this era, you never knew whose ears might be pricked up, anytime, anywhere.
Whoooooosh!!!
"!"
A sudden gale, and then a gaze I felt out of nowhere. The pressure was so intense I almost mistook it for a predator locking onto me. I hurriedly scanned my surroundings—no one—and in that moment of confusion, a young voice came from directly above my head.
"You say such pleasant things to hear, Perseus!"
"Wha—?!"
I'd never imagined someone would be floating over my head, so my reaction lagged. Belatedly I looked up—and there was a beautiful young man in winged sandals looking down at me. The sudden appearance of a complete stranger sent a chill racing down my spine.
Because this man was—?!
"Huh?! Lord Hermes?!"
"Oh! You recognize me! Yes, that's right! I am Hermes!"
Hahaha! Hermes laughed with pure delight, then leaned in with a sly smile, presenting a cheek flushed a rosy red as if to ask how I'd known.
Aigoo! Of course I knew!
The winged hat on his head and the matching winged sandals were Hermes's trademarks! The staff twined with two snakes was his favorite tool as well! Even someone who didn't know Greek mythology would have figured it out!
"Hoo~!"
Whoosh!
Riding the wind down, he was as tall as my adult form, a beautiful youth with especially fine leg muscles. His golden hair curled like a ram's fleece—like the Golden Fleece itself—and his round black eyes held the word mischief so clearly that he seemed at once a young man and a child.
"Lord Hermes? Wh-what brings you here at this late hour?"
"Ah~! Drop the formalities! As you can see, I'm not big on that sort of thing. If you know the myths, you already know that."
"Even so…"
Even in the middle of the night, the golden-haired beauty Hermes laughed happily, hopping and bounding around the rear courtyard before circling back to me. "Younger than I expected!" he said with a big laugh, then roughly ruffled my hair and dropped a bombshell without the slightest hesitation.
"Hmm, ahem! Good, good! I never imagined you'd be such a little kid—but that means there are things only you can do! Starting today, you may call me Big Brother!"
"L-Lord Hermes?"
"Not 'Lord'! Big Brother!"
"Hermes… Big Brother…?"
"That's it, my little brother! Hahaha!"
He scrubbed my head again, then puffed out his chest. Whatever had him in such a good mood, he went bounding around the courtyard once more before coming back—a god overflowing with energy. He was almost exactly as I'd imagined him, and even accounting for that, I still couldn't make sense of the situation.
Why was this pretty boy acting like this toward me?
Was he after my ass?
"B-Big Brother, could you perhaps explain to your little brother why you've come at this hour…?"
"Ah! Right! I was so happy I completely forgot! I was in a great mood over this whole affair, see! So I was wondering how to reward you—and then Lady Hera told you to take the offerings you'd prepared to Lord Hades, didn't she?! So I snuck over to check whether the offerings were ready yet, and right then I overheard what you were saying!"
"Aha…"
Lucky or unlucky, Lord Hermes had apparently decided to take me as his little brother based on my private monologue. Even in modern times plenty of people looked askance at turning humans into constellations, so my take must have been a welcome one to a god like him.
"I never imagined Big Brother would hear what I said. It was just something I blurted out—I'm a bit embarrassed."
"It's precisely because it's a monologue that you can sometimes glimpse a person's true feelings and intentions! At that young age you're so good at flattery I did wonder if you had something else cooking underneath—but you're a truly clever child!"
I'm sorry.
I am absolutely the type with something else cooking underneath.
"Anyway! Lately there've been plenty of humans who don't know their place and badmouth me! And in the middle of that, you go and praise the constellations! Once I'd laid eyes on such a fine child, I simply couldn't hold back! Haha—unlike Big Brother Apollo, I'm a broad-minded god, so if you ever run into trouble, call me anytime. Even if we don't share blood, a kid of your caliber—I'll gladly come running."
"I'm still not entirely sure which part of me pleased Big Brother Hermes, but I thank you from the bottom of my heart and will remember this well."
"Mmm-hmm! Ah, right, right! So? Have you prepared Lord Hades's offerings? As I said, I was only planning to check on them and leave without running into you."
"Yes. The offerings are ready."
"Heeh, faster than I expected! Even if they weren't quite finished, I wasn't going to scold you!"
Hermes's words made my mouth itch. I bit back the urge to retort, Even if you don't scold me, Hades might. Getting on the bad side of the god of death wouldn't do me any favors, so this was the best I could manage.
"I've wanted to do this for a long time, so it wasn't difficult. But is Big Brother Hermes the one who will be transporting the offerings?"
"That's right! I know the roads of the Underworld inside and out, so of course! Besides, Lord Hades has already heard about this whole ruckus and said he'd gladly let us in!"
Lord Hermes thumped his chest twice and squared his shoulders wide. As the messenger god, he took it as a matter of course. He tapped my shoulder and asked to be shown where the offerings were, and I didn't refuse—I led him through the temple and into the room where I'd prepared them.
In the room I guided Lord Hermes into, there was a modest collection of books made from parchment. Books in this era were absurdly expensive and beyond the reach of ordinary households, but these had originally been enshrined in the temple. Most of them were writings on Greek mythology, so why they were here needed no explanation.
"Hoh, this is…"
In the center of the room sat an ornate-looking chest. Looking at the Hades-exclusive offerings inside it, Lord Hermes grinned slyly.
"These are quite different from the offerings you've been sending us so far, aren't they?"
"I did prepare ordinary offerings to present to Lord Hades as well. Those, however, I plan to pack separately in a large box."
"Pack separately and take them yourself?"
"Yes."
"Y-you—don't tell me."
At my words, Lord Hermes couldn't hide his surprise.
"From the beginning, I intended to carry the offerings there myself. I know it's an impertinent request, but come morning I was going to bow my head and ask permission to go in person. Of course, I understand what it means for a living man to enter the Underworld, and I've already steeled myself for it."
"You don't have to go that far—I could go myself. Hmm, hmm… from the way you're talking, it's because of what's in that chest, isn't it…?"
"Yes."
"Hmm-hmm-hmm~! I see… so that's how you're playing it…"
Lord Hermes didn't hesitate over my proposal. Still twitching those rosy cheeks, he cheerfully accepted. Being a god who loved mischief so much, he was clearly curious about whatever I planned to pull in the Underworld.
"All right! Then come with me! If you go with me, even a living man can reach the lowest levels without trouble! And if the two of us go together, hauling the offerings won't be hard either!"
"Is that truly all right? Even I think it's an impertinent request."
"Of course! It's fine, it's fine! I'm the one who said I'd take you as my little brother! It's not even a difficult favor, and I'm curious what you're going to do—so I'll gladly help!"
True to his looks, he was a beautiful youth with a free-spirited nature. Most people would have deliberated longer, but he agreed without fuss. And after hearing my request, Hermes didn't stop at a mere promise—he struck the floor with his snake-twined staff, summoned a serpent up from the ground, and had it bite me.
"Ow!"
"It's fine. There's no venom. I can fly through the sky, but you can't—so I'll lend you my authority instead."
"Authority?"
"Just as Lady Hera lent you the authority of growth so you could become an adult, I've given you the authority to transform into animals. When you look tomorrow morning, you'll find a rooster's mark engraved on your back."
"Ah… aha…"
The snake withdrew its fangs and vanished, and my back began to itch. Beneath the lioness mark already engraved on my right shoulder blade, I felt a new mark being carved—a strangely mystical sensation.
"Lady Hera didn't explain, did she? The authorities we grant are all powers we no longer use ourselves. I have these Talaria"—he gestured at the sandals on his feet—"so I can fly through the sky. I don't need the ability to turn into animals, so I gave it to you."
That also cleared up my questions about the power I'd received from Hera. So she had possessed the authority to make a person grow as well.
"Then I'll go report this to Lord Zeus and Lady Hera—so practice flying through the sky until dawn tomorrow! If you have a feather or a hide from the animal you want to become, you'll transform into the form you desire. It shouldn't be hard!"
"Ahem—understood! Thank you truly, Big Brother Hermes!"
"Hahaha! You're making me blush!"
I bowed my head so deeply it was almost excessive, and Lord Hermes, looking a little burdened by it yet laughing with genuine joy, rose into the sky. Then, with a whoosh, he shot upward and vanished straight through the ceiling. Naturally he hadn't broken through it physically—he'd passed through—and on the wall he'd gone through, star-dust remained, proof that Lord Hermes had been standing here only moments ago.
Still… telling me to transform into an animal…
I'd unexpectedly gained yet another mysterious power.