“Were you snooping again? What your father and I do with Olympic medals is non of your concern”

"Would you like to do something exciting?"

"Oh good, you're still alive."

Pokes him with a stick.

She giggled as the wings brushed against her cheeks. She hummed into the kiss deepening it her tongue licking at his lip briefly before she pulled away. “Satisfying?”

She rolled her eyes giggling before leaning back in and pressing her lips to his her fingers coming under his hair pulling him closer.

She chuckled and looked at him raising an eyebrow. “You want another kiss?”

She leaned in and placed a hand to his cheek before pulling him into a deep kiss closing her eyes to savor the moment. When she pulled away she did so smiling. “Is that what you wanted?”

She moves in closer to him. “I apologize for questioning your character, Hermes~” She used the rose to stroke his cheek. “However can I make it up to you~?”

She begins to laugh letting the hand holding the rose fall. “How low can you go?” She asked raising a brow while smirking at him.

“That you apparently like the taste of flowers.” She teased taking the rose and sniffing it. “Is this thing fake?” She paused to take a good look at it.

Picks him up. "I'm gonna name you Speckles." She pressed her nose against his before pressing kisses to his snout. "Cutie."

Raises an eyebrow. “Is that for me? Are you trying to tell me about something?”

She leaned in and rubbed her nose along his. "Thank you, Hermes." She smiled stepping back just a bit. "I can show you how I look, if that will make you feel better."

She laughed. "Oh come on... let me see that face of yours, please."

“I think you look absolutely beautiful Hermes.” She reached her hand up gently moving it over his feathers. “You are astounding.”

“I think you look amazing.” Her eyes looked him over her face one of awe.

"Not used to not being embarrassed? Why would you be embarrassed about this?"

She came up to him taking his hand. "I don't think you have anything to be embarrassed by."

"It's beautiful." She came closer.

"What's embarrassing about it?"

"Why are you putting your wings away?"

Breathtaking.

Independent portrayal of Book Percy Jackson Age: 31 (born 1993) MDNI 21+ Highly Selective Literate Mature/Dark themes Lighthearted Banter

"BIA! I adore you." Pinning her sister's arm behind her back.

Pounces on her sister.

"What for?"

"I would rather go to a bar to celebrate my victory against that little hussy."

"Where am I marching to?"

"Says who?" She asked still holding her bald spot.

"I'll kick his ass too..."

She looked at Ares holding up one hand while holding her bald spot. "I won."

Nike yelled in pain feeling the same rip in her hand and she looks at her hand seeing strands of hair in her fingers. "Hah! I won!" She holds up the strands before quickly holding her head in agony. "OW!"

She uses her other hand to grab another fistful of Psyche's hair pulling her close. "Let go of me!"

Nike shrieked and reached out grabbing a fistful of Psyche's hair pulling. "YOU BITCH!" Proceeds to beat Ares with her wings.

Nike is trying to scratch at her face. "Could an overgrown pigeon do this?!" She lands a smack right across her face.

"See! She is crazy!" She tries to jump over Ares at Psyche.

"She started it!" She lied through her teeth.

Nike raised an eyebrow and quickly pulled her own fist back.

"Oh, I thought you were someone else."

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When have I never not been supportive?

Even better. Angry at the world.

Hot. She loves pathetic men.

She shrieks and shoves at his chest. "Ares, put me down!"

She sighs and lands next to him. "Of course I love you, Ares."

"We could be, but you aren't acting like yourself. I doubt if you were you would talk about having a child with me."

She made an somewhat angry face. "Don't you get jealous on me, Mr."