God of War

"Ghost."

Jolting awake I scan the cabin that me and my wife had built a number of years ago, eyes narrow as I search for thew source. As I grab for my axe a soft laughter hits my ears a snake slithering down one of the pillars, shifting into a tall slim man robed in nothing. He's of a fair complexion; rosy leaning towards whine kissed, with a slim figure and eyes that shine red in the moonlight. His hair is short wavy curls hugging his cheeks a vine crown haloing his head.

"You."

"Me." He smirks, giving me a quick once over as I stand. "Mmm, hello tall, dark, and handsome."

"What?" I falter a bit, shaking my head a bit. I know who this is, I'm not exactly dense enough to think he's exactly sober at the moment. "Outside."

Dionysus pauses a bit then complies, pausing in the doorway to be sure that I'm following. Taking my axe I close the door behind us, watching the man lean against a nearby tree. I don't know why I'm bothering to refer to him as a man, though he is one of the few that I never ended up having issues with even as god of war.

"What do you want man whore?"

"You say that like it's an insult, but I take pride in it." He purrs, giving me another once over. "Though I will say I've never been nearly as bad as Zeus in that regard."

"What do you want?" I growl, managing to only trail the man's hand past his pecks before pulling my attention to his face again. "Why are you here?"

"Well it's not exactly like Olympus is available now is it?" He quips, though there is a shocking lack of malice in his voice. "No I've come to see what you've been up to. A wife. A child. And you've managed to temper your rage. Impressive."

"What do you know of my life?"

"I've been watching you for a while. For a very long while." The god smiles, shivering in pleasure. "Your wife was a very lucky lady. A strong stoic type, slow to open up, but by the gods could you treat a woman right. Sure you were a bit distant but I suppose that comes with the territory of everything you did."

Stepping forward I grab the man by the neck, earning a half laugh half moan from his lips. Glancing up to meet my eyes I can see the arousal in them, the deep lust mixed with insanity of a god that could never truly stay dead.

"Harder."

"What?" I falter a bit at the moan, the man wrapping his arms around my shoulders. "What is wrong with you?"

"Oh gods forbid a man be into asphyxiation."

"What do you want from me?"

"I wanted to watch my favorite god of war. Another family, another dead wife."

"Don't you dare talk about my wife."

"Come now, I mean no harm. Besides you killed my partners, I should at least get one little quip about dead family. And really it's not like I wish you another dead child, honestly that was a horrible situation and I'm genuinely sorry your daughter gone. But this son... He doesn't know what you are, does he? What he is?"

"So you can't have seen much."

"Oh, your wife's wards were rather strong. With the tree cutting you've been doing however I've been able to get closer and closer again." He muses. "Did she know? Did you tell her what you are, what you did?"

"Enough Greek."

"You know the trees she marked were a protective ward, she wants to force you to go on that little quest of hers as soon as you can, to not doubt the boy."

"What would you even know?"

"I can sense the magic." He moans as my grip tighten, keeping his arms around me as I ultimately let go. "You had a thing against Hermes, didn't you?"

"He was an obnoxious prat."

"Fair, though you can't blame him for being mad about Helios, the two weren't exactly quiet about being lovers." He muses a bit and I give the slightest nod. "But did you have anything against Helios?"

"No. He was annoying and needy, but no. He was merely an obstacle in my way." I growl, though I can feel a bit of guilt eating at me as pain hits the mans eyes. I truly did take out the two people that he had come to love and find some sort of comfort in.

"You did an awful lot for someone who had nothing against the sun god. Did it feel good Kratos? Did raping my beloved's severed head feel good?" There is anger to his voice but he doesn't shift, his eyes holding a strange arousal. "You urinated, I watched you do it. Wasn't stupid enough to piss you off like the others, to make myself your problem like Hermes, or Hera had. I considered it. Wondered if I said just the right quip if you would dispatch of me quickly, or abuse my body the way yours so desperately needed. To get at least some of that anger out. I considered approaching you while you were in Egypt, and in the place between realms, and when you had first got here. To provoke you into killing me so I didn't have to kill myself."

"Kill yourself?"

"I've considered it, but I can't. Cursed to never truly stay dead. Destined to always come back in some way or another no matter where I end up. I visited a witch from these woods; much further in than you are, no idea how to lift my curse or any idea why I would want it lifted in the first place."

"If you've come here to die Greek, then you're in the wrong place. I'm not going to kill you, I'm not that man anymore. You should know that."

"Oh pour me then." He half whines; clearly a bit mockingly, pulling me closer. "But that's not what I want from you, there is another way you can make it up to me after all."

"Make it up to you?"

"Everyone I've ever known is dead, while a lot of those you cared for over your life are dead you have a son who's still alive. I don't even have that mercy." His voice is serious for a moment and only a moment. "And I've already said, I don't bereave your loss. I would never take another child from you."

"So what do you want?"

"I want you to treat me like you treated her." He purrs, chest rising and falling in pants.

"You want me to treat you like my wife?"

"Mhm, use my body. Take advantage of me, my holes. Hermaphroditus isn't the only one who can have both parts."

"And if I pleasure your body, you will leave me and my son alone?"

"You can have my word for that."

"The word of a god means nothing." I growl tossing him to the ground, though before he can speak again I've striped of my sleeping garments. "You better not wake the boy."

Dionysus nods, salivating as he scans my body up and down a few times before taking me large shaft in his mouth, swallowing it down greedily swirling his tongue as he bobs. He's good, and it actually takes a bit for me to bite back a low moan. The man's a fetishist, I know what he wants me to do, and as he keeps up his pleasuring of my shaft I almost feel obliged to give it to him. It's a dirty act, but it's one we are both aroused by, and eventually I give in pinning his head to the base of my shaft before letting out a low growl of a moan, eyes locked on him as I release my hold on my body.

The sleek man moans into me, eyes heavy as he gulps away at my urine, throat bobbing around my shaft as he swallows down the liquid waste like it's golden wine. The mussels contract around me and with every moment I find myself growing more and more erect as he guzzles the continuous stream of piss, shooting a hard load of semen down his throat as the liter fills his stomach. Shot after shot is gulped down before I pull him away.

"Whore."

"Yes." He moans, body shivering with pleasure. "Don't stop, please don't stop."

"No, I'm not done with you yet." I growl picking the god up roughly. Before he can really speak I toss him over my shoulder, collecting my things before heading deeper into the forest away from the cabin.

"W-what are you doing?"

"We can't be waking Atreus." I note simply, tossing my things to the ground once we are a good distance away. Dropping him abruptly I look around, quickly stripping a branch before returning.

"And what do you plan on doing to me?" He asks, still a bit dazed by the drop. Without a word I straddle his shoulders, keeping his ass up before thrusting the branch into his ass. The man under me screams in a mixture of pain and pleasure, moaning through choked sobs as I take advantage of his dirtiest hole. His body is reacting oh so pleasurably, enjoying the anal assault I'm putting him though.

"Not the first time someone's forced a wooden object into your rectum."

"N-no, f-far from it."

"Is this the biggest it's taken?" I ask, a little shocked by my own curiosity.

"No, n-not even in t-this form. It's a-actually t-tampered, thin at the tip larger f-further d-down. P-probably the b-best branch I've been raped with. Fifteen i-inches around, a-all the way around." He half moans, half sobs. "T-this one's only that at the thickest bit you've put in me."

"And you like this?"

"D-didn't the first time, w-when the sailor fucked me with one of the oars. I was s-so scared. but." He moans deeply, cock drooling with semen. "The more it h-happened the m-more it aroused me. Ares got m-mad at me once. I... I was chatting with Hephaestus, and he-" The god actually falls to quieter whimpers and I pull the branch out. I don't quite get the feeling in my chest but I scoop the now trembling god up, cuddling him close as he just cries.

"He's dead."

"I know." Dionysus says as simply as I had. "He took one of Hephaestus's tools and told me since I wanted to entice the man I could..." He pauses, to take a breath. "He super heated a rod of iron and raped me with it."

I can feel my body shudder violently at the thought. Having my blades of Chaos bound to my wrists had been the worst physical pain I had ever experienced. Metal that hot shoved there would be horrible.

"I'm sorry."

"Don't be." He whispers, snuggling against me. "Kratos, please don't stop. I'm not done yet. I appreciate the care but. Please."

"Mount me." I order. "Use your boy cunt and mount me."

"Your going to use my pussy?" He moans, complying. As he slides down it he shudders, tearing up again as he keeps close. "S-so big. Bigger than Helios e-even."

"Of course I am, he wasn't big at all."

"B-bigger than d-daddy." He moans.

"Daddy?"

"Our father." He notes a little too bluntly. "Oh please don't be turned off by the half brother thing it's not that big of a deal."

"More grossed out that Zeus would do that, if not at all that surprised." I growl, causing the man to press into my shoulder. For a moment I wonder if he is going to start crying again, but he doesn't. He just stays pressed against me for a bit, taking in my scent and enjoying my body before starting to thrust. I can't even really pretend to be mad at him for everything that's happening, panting along with him cock twitching into his cunt as he bounces on my shaft. Part of me does feel genuinely bad about killing his two beloveds, my body deeply enjoying the feeling of his.

"I-I'm gonna pee." He manages to whisper, and I give a nod of acknowledgement, holding him close as his vagina clamps around me soon warm liquid is flooding down my shaft as he moans, pressing his face into my shoulder as a puddle forms between us, easing out after a bit for his deep arousal.

"H-harder."

"We can't cuddle as come to be so comfortable with." I note, the man nodding against me as he pulls back.

"Harder."

"Hands and knees."

Moaning Dionysus crawls off of me, more urine escaping him as he assumes position. Standing behind him I thrust in slowly at first, pulling back slow before giving a hard thrust. I slam deep inside the man before pulling back slowly, his pussy clenching around me as he moans. Every time I slam into him he lets out a pleased shout, body trembling with pleasure as I twitch inside of him. He's leaking quite a bit, and honestly I'm rather close myself as I fuck him as hard as I can.

"I-I'm gonna cum." He moans and I don't respond, simply leaning against his back to kiss at his neck. Quickly his seed rains down as I unload a second time into his pussy. "Y-yes, oh fuck yes."

"Happy now?" I ask briskly as I pull away, heading to the nearby river to wash off before redressing.

"Yes." He moans, not moving from his spot, shivering in pleasure.

"Good, now I suggest staying out of my way."

"Do I have to leave?"

"Hm?"

"Midgard. Do I have to leave the nine realms?"

"No." I sigh, shaking my head. "But leave me and my family be."

"Fair." He moans, though there is a madness in his eyes that tells me he is deeply lying. He's not leaving me be, but I trust he's not going to make himself know to us at the very least.

"Do not show yourself to my boy, or I'll allow you to try to join your lovers."