CONTENT WARNING: dubious consent and incest
Magnus thought he’d gotten used to weird ever since he died and went to Valhalla. Even after becoming a Einherjar and traveling the Nine Realms, the Norse Demigod never thought he’d end up in a situation where his cousin would try seducing him. That being said, he can’t honestly say it’s the strangest thing he’s ever done either.
He came up from Boston earlier that morning, bumping into Annabeth completely by accident. She was delighted to see him so they went for lunch, got to talking about their adventures. He was relieved to here she had all but retired from going on quests, settling down and getting a flat in San Francisco with her boyfriend. He was curious to learn they also had a roommate, which even his sentient sword Jack commented sounded like a saucy arrangement. The red tint her cheeks took on helped him fill in the blanks. She invited him to check the flat out, maybe even stay the night. He told her he couldn’t stay, but was happy to check out the apartment for an hour. She brought him home and showed him around. It was much more modest than he was expecting, but it looked cozy all the same. She made him a drink and they talked in the kitchen. Neither Percy nor her roommate was home.
Which might explain the odd situation Magnus found himself in. He couldn’t even recall how it happened. They were just talking, chatting about life and relationships. The topic drifted to the question of whether he was seeing someone, which was complicated. That topic lead to to question about his sex love. Annabeth was coy with her questions, promising he didn’t have to talk about but she would really like to know. He sat at the counter with her, fumbling awkwardly as he confessed he’d developed a healthy sexual appetite since being at Valhalla. If he was going to be there until Ragnarok then mingling with the other Einherjar became a common practice. Even some of the Valkries liked to get involved. In turn Annabeth explained her situation with their roommate, how their relationship had evolved into something more polyamorous. More importantly, Annabeth explained that her and Percy, while devoted to each other, weren’t exclusive. They were allowed to have sex with other people if they chose. Magnus didn’t see any problem with that. They were all adults. “Yes, we are” she agreed, brushing her fingertips over the back of his hand.
Looking back, once he’d had time to reflect (and a club to the skull to jog his memory in Valhalla), Magnus would come to realize Annabeth had somehow managed to manipulate his mind into consenting to what she was proposing. He couldn’t figure out how, recalling a key word here and a sentence there reverberating in his head when she said it. It was subtle, almost masterful. Or maybe he was over analyzing it and she hit him with something as simple as “Magnus, it’s lonely while Percy is away and I’m really horny. Could you please help by having sex with me?”
All he knew was the moment he was sure it had happened was when he was the first to climb out of his chair to take Annabeth’s face in his hands and plant a kiss on her lips. A kiss she reciprocated by grabbing his collar and pulling him closer, driving her tongue into his mouth snogging him aggressively. He’d heard rumors that Greek demigods were more passionate about sex than Norse heroes, but until now he hadn’t had a way to test it. Soon he was competing with her over the kiss, battling for dominance with their tongues. Greek versus Norse. Who was the better kisser, the better lover? Maybe that’s how she got me to fuck her he thought. By daring me into a challenge.
However she managed it, she didn’t let up as the young man made out with her, humping her against the counter as she twisted in her seat. She found the Norse demigod was a good kisser, particularly with his tongue. She wondered how much practice it got in Valhalla, particularly downstairs. She sucked on his bottom lip, moaning from the thought of asking him to use that tongue on her pussy. She held her own tongue though. She didn’t have long until he had to go, so she wanted to make the most of it. “How fast can you make me cum?” She asked him. Magnus grinned, his hands reaching down to cup her groin. She purred seductively, hurriedly undoing her pants so he could reach inside and finger her. “Yes” she gasped, grinding her hips against his palm leaning against the counter, her body tingling as he finger banged her. “Fuck, I love how you touch me.”
“I have a healers touch, or so I’m told” he chuckled, inserting another finger into her moist cunt while he rubbed her clit with his thumb. He watched his cousin shiver with pleasure as he stimulated her groin, feeling a guilty sense of pride see how much she enjoyed it. “Are you sure this is okay?” He asked, a moment of doubt crossing his mind slowing his motions. “You sure Percy won’t get mad, or…”
“He won’t” she promised, grabbing his face kissing him passionately. “Keep going. Don’t stop” she demanded, feeling close to the edge already. He continued fingering her, curling his fingers until he reached her G-Spot. She moaned loudly as she climaxed against his palm, leaking all over his fingers as they thrust into her. She clutched his wrist to ride them through her orgasm, gasping heavily nearly slipping off the stool. Magnus caught her and held her steady until she came down from her pleasure high. “Wow. I don’t know about Healers touch, but you certainly have the magic touch. Those valkyries must love you.”
“Some do” he confessed, extracting his hand to lick her juices from his fingers. The two cousins locked eyes and then shared a sensual and hungry kiss. Somewhere in the kiss Magnus came to his senses. Annabeth is my cousin. This feels wrong. “I should probably go” he said.
“Please stay” Annabeth requested, climbing down from her stool swaying her hips a little. She ran a hand over his strong chest, her fingers brushing the pendant he wore which was also his fathers sword. She nearly tugged it off to she could see Jack, until he caught her wrist. “Just stay for a little longer” she asked, lacing some heavy charm-speak into the request. Once she was sure the young man wasn’t going to do a runner she took his hand and placed it on her round bum. “We haven’t spent enough time together. I’d like to make up for it” she told him, reaching underneath his shirt to feel up his abs before reaching down and cupping his groin. She felt it bulge against her palm, smirking in anticipation.
Magnus groaned as Annabeth fondled him, her talented hands difficult to say no to. His sword was the one to point out the incestious nature she was proposing. “What if you get pregnant” she found himself blurting out.
Annabeth’s smirk got wider. “We’d have very blonde children” she joked, ruffling his dirty blonde hair. She then sighed. “Unfortunately my roommate insisted on us both taking heavy duty morning after pills daily, particularly after a very messy but fun afternoon with Percy and his mom. But if you’re really worried, I have some alternatives that might get your attention” she suggested, turning around in front of him to present her bottom to the man.
He stared down at it as Annabeth slowly shimmied her jeans down to reveal her underwear. She looked over her shoulder, staring lustfully into his eyes as she sucked on a finger and then pulled her panties aside to slide that finger into her puckered back entrance. Magnus’s dick expanded in his underwear watching the sexy blonde tease her ass. It wasn’t as big as Sif’s, but it was just as enticing. Jack chirped from around his neck again, this time admitting she does have a nice butt. “Are all Greek demigods like you?” He wondered.
“Most of us” she smirked, noticing the bulge in his pants getting uncomfortable. “I bet us Greek girls are better than your Einherjar.”
“It’s a bold statement” he chuckled.
“Come find out. Use your tongue. Fuck me in the ass.”
Magnus couldn’t resist her siren call, falling to his knees to worship her soft round butt. Annabeth gasped in pleasure when his tongue was inserted, devouring her ass from the inside out. She clutched the counter as he feasted, lighting bolts shooting up her spine as she bit her bottom lip. “Holy shit, you are good at this” she praised. “Mine isn’t the first ass you’ve eaten out, is it?”
“I might’ve shared some meals with a goddess or two” he mumbled.
She wondered which gods got to enjoy this treat with him and smiled. “I feel like we’ve been recounting the wrong adventures with each other.”
Magnus grinned, wondering how many gods she has had the pleasure to seduce in her adventures. “Tell you what, for every story I share, you need to share one of yours.”
“That could take all night” she moaned. “And you can’t stay long.”
“Then we’ll have to reschedule for another day” he suggested.
“Sounds like a date” she grinned, wiggling her ass against his tongue. After another minute of exploring Magnus reluctantly pulled away and left her anus slick and lubricated. Annabeth whined at the loss until she heard a zipper being pulled down. Her knees trembled with excitement as she glanced over her shoulder to witness the large package her cousin pulled out of his pants. She drooled as he brushed his erection against her butt, teasing her entrance. “Put it in” she begged.
Magnus never thought he’d be balls deep inside his own cousin, not ever. But once he was, it was hard to believe he hadn’t considered it before. Fuck, what is wrong with me? He thought as he shoved his erection into her tight anus. Annabeth moaned from the intrusion, bracing against the counter as her ass was stretched around him. He took hold of her hips and began to thrust, hard and fast, fucking her from behind. She moaned in approval, scratching the countertop grinding up against him. His hands flew to her body, slipping under her shirt to molest her bra. She was quick to remove it and her shirt so he could fondle her breasts, gasping as he massaged them and pinched her nipples. “Fuck you feel so good” he groaned, kissing her neck exploring her body. “This ass should be illegal” he muttered.
“I’m pretty sure that ass is illegal” his sword chirped.
Annabeth arched her back to press against his powerful chest, stroking his hair pulling his face closer to a kiss. “You sure I can’t tempt you to risk another location?” She asked, guiding his hand between her thighs.
He growled, so tempted to shove her onto that counter and rail her pussy with his cock. But he was content to have her ass all to himself. But somewhere in all the lust fueled debaucery he had a naughty, risky, kinky idea. “I know how we can have some fun” he whispered, negotiating his way out of his clothes. Annabeth awkwardly shuffled her pants down her legs in an attempt to get as naked as possible while Magnus pulled the pendant from his neck. The Sword of Summer extended to life in his hand, dazzling Annabeth with its reflective light, reminding her of Percy’s sword Riptide. “Jack, would you like to fuck Annabeth in her pussy while I claim her ass?” He asked the sword.
“And exactly which end would you like me to fuck her with?” The sword asked sarcastically. “The sharp end or the blunt end?”
“The end that doesn’t end up killing her” Magnus muttered. Jack hummed and levitated out of his palm. Annabeth watched in fascinated awe as the sword flew around in front of her and hovered in the air, waiting for Magnus to take hold of her thighs and lift her off the ground, opening her legs presenting her pussy once the young man had torn her panties away. Annabeth dripped in anxious trepidation as the sword floated closer, twisting itself around before shoving the pommel into her cunt.
“Oh fuck!” She cried as the swords hilt buried itself into her snatch. She stared in disbelief as it began fucking her, moving in tandem with Magnus as he fickle her ass. “This is certainly new for me” she gasped.
“You’ve never used your weapons to masturbate?” Magnus queried. She shook her head. “Must be a Valhalla thing. Then again, if something goes wrong we just come back to life” he shrugged. Annabeth looked at the sharp blade sliding inches from her flesh, praying silently for Jack to be careful.
She was double teamed by the Son of Frey and the Sword of Summer until she orgasmed, her walls clutching both the hilt and the cock at the same time as she climaxed. She pressed her back against Magnus’s chest, her head falling onto his shoulder as she moaned, staring up at the ceiling riding the orgasm to completion. After it passed both her lovers resumed fucking her, only Annabeth anxiety got to her as she reached down and grabbed the sword hilt nervously removing it. “Thank you Jack, but that sharp end is making me nervous” she said apologetically.
“Oh, having sex with a sword makes you nervous, but having sex with a blood relative is perfectly fine in your mind?” Jack scoffed. “Then again, your pantheon does have a track record with keeping it in the family…”
“Alright, that’s enough” Magnus barked, grabbing Jack out of the air while Annabeth blushed. As soon as he took hold of the sword his footing stumbled a little, which with carrying Annabeth made him slip and topple over. Both of them fell to the ground with Magnus landing on top of Annabeth, each groaning as they got tangled in each other. “Sorry. I guess fucking a girl with a sword uses more energy than I anticipated” he apologized. “You alright?”
“I’ve had worse falls” she grunted, lying prone on the floor as Magnus lay on top of her. His cock was still in her ass, which was a surprising by happy stoke of luck. When he went to climb of her she suggested “you can keep fucking me. Just don’t flatten me again.”
“Wouldn’t you rather do this somewhere more comfortable?” He asked.
“I don’t mind” she smirked, looking up at him over her shoulder. “Fuck me” she insisted. He nodded, resuming his thrusting prone-boning her on the floor. She moaned and gasped, lying on her stomach closing her eyes enjoying the feeling of his thick cock sliding between her ass cheeks. Her nipples hardened against the cold floor and her toes curled. She climaxed again, but before he could slow down she barked “don’t stop until you cum. Wreck my ass. Fuck me as hard as you can!”
Felt something deep within him growl as he dug his toes into the kitchen floor, pinning the horny blonde girl down beneath his weight as he suddenly doubled his pace, pounding her from behind as hard as he could. Annabeth gasped as he fucked her even harder, her body shaking violently beneath him as he grabbed her shoulders. Her moans became pants as she struggled to breathe, another orgasm following another as he stretched her ass widen. Either her anus was getting tighter of his cock was getting bigger. Neither demigod could be sure as they both lost each other to the sexual desire to breed. Magnus pounded her into the floor, shoving his dick inside her forcefully, making her moans rattle until she screamed in an explosive orgasm, her legs flailing behind her as she squirted. He kept drilling her in the ache in his balls was too much, grunting heavily as he thrust once more into her unleashing a torrent of cum into her anus. Both cousins howled as Magnus emptied his balls into Annabeth, their bodies fusing together as they orgasmed.
It was a welcome relief for Magnus when it was over, yet it left Annabeth whimpering and swollen. “Are you okay?” He asked her once he’d caught his breath. She was still trembling as his cock shifted inside her bruised and stretched anus, making her wince in discomfort. He looked down at the purple splotches over her body, left by his hands and his brutal fucking. He steadied himself before quietly whispering “maybe this will help.” Annabeth gasped as she felt another wave of pleasure wash over her, originating from where their hips connected and seeping through every cell in her body. She sighed more comfortably as her bruises faded, leaving her skin pink and rejuvenated. Magnus slumped onto his elbows as his penis slipped out of her repaired anus, his warm breath tickling her ear as he asked “better?”
“Much” she nodded, releasing a gratified sigh as she collapsed onto her belly, still feeling his semen slosh around her stomach and intestines. She drew a breath much easier and commented “that’s what I call a healers touch.” Magnus smiled, kissing her shoulder leading to her turning her head to peck him on the lips. “Next time you visit you should stay the night” she suggested, stroking his arm tenderly. “Maybe you could bring your friends to meet my friends” she giggled.
“I don’t think my friends will be as eager to take part in any of your perverted games” he muttered sleepily, the charm-speak wearing off leaving the young man drowsy.
Annabeth smirked as she playfully whispered “I can be very persuasive” before rolling underneath her handsome cousin and embracing him into a comforting and perverted make out session.
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