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Characters: Poseidon and Aphrodite
Date/Time: July Fourth
Location: Poseidon's place
Rating: Probably R
Warnings: Sexytimes, surely.
Summary: Poseidon's turning 40, and 'Dite is coming to help him celebrate.

It wasn't every day one of 'Dite's lovers hit a milestone birthday, whether they wanted to or not. Poseidon deserved a night to feel extra special. When he turned 40, the world wasn't likely to forget it.

She dressed in something that managed to be sexy, sophisticated and patriotic all at once, and carried a card and a gift in her arms. She rang up to his penthouse, and smiled.

Date: 2011-07-06 08:13 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] enosichthon.insanejournal.com
Reluctantly Poseidon had let Chelsea go for the night to spend with her girlfriends with the strict indication that she wasn't to go running off with that boy she had her eye on. It was only a matter of time before she, like her father, dived into that rather passionate personality. He may have had nothing to do with her, but hell if he was going to allow some teenage boy get his hands on her. She was his daughter.

As her mother had found out after that nasty divorce. He was vengeful and would take down someone with a strike. He didn't need Zeus' lightening bolt to prove a point. He'd beaten and broken her mother mentally and emotionally draining her of ever having a normal and productive life again. She'd never be able to have a relationship without a manipulative bastard telling her what to do. All that had been Poseidon's doing after stripping her of her confidence and her child.

Now it was his child, and that child while annoying had tugged his weakness. He actually gave a damn for the brat.

Poseidon opened the door letting Aphrodite slide in with a dress that all but accentuated every fine detail of her body.

Date: 2011-07-07 03:42 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] enosichthon.insanejournal.com
"She high-tailed it out the door the moment I gave her the giveaway." He wasn't keen on it, and there was a small part of him that actually questioned what might go on when he didn't have his iron walls around her. It was tricky territory with any man with a daughter. He could have shipped her off to boarding school plenty of times, but idealistically he actually wanted her around at first if just to manipulate her.

"Don't you look stunning," he insisted with a pleased grin on his face.

Date: 2011-07-07 10:49 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] enosichthon.insanejournal.com
"Really, you shouldn't have," he said with slightly exasperated. Chelsea put him on edge.

Date: 2011-07-10 08:55 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] enosichthon.insanejournal.com
"It's not a snake is it?" he said warningly before taking the box throwing off the ribbon and paper and shaking it. It was almost like looking at a little boy opening a Christmas present only he had a malicious smile on his face.

Date: 2011-07-10 09:30 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] enosichthon.insanejournal.com
"Ah, that's because you know how to work a man, sugar." He grinned pulling out the items inside the box with a half smirk. "You always get the good stuff," though he knew that wasn't the last of her gifts.

Taking a seat on the couch he reclined comfortably. Gods it felt good having an apartment without a screeching fifteen year old running around. Giving Aphrodite that raised brow he motioned for her to take a seat.

Date: 2011-07-10 09:46 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] enosichthon.insanejournal.com
His hand slid against her leg as she seated herself very comfortably and yet very lady-like in his lap. "Mmmmm, if you insist, though I've got what I want right here." There was a roll to his voice.

Date: 2011-07-12 06:36 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] enosichthon.insanejournal.com
Poseidon chuckled sliding his hands against her thighs throwing that back a far more forceful kiss. Aphrodite liked things slow sometimes, but tonight he wasn't feeling that pace. He needed something to get his mind far from the other bitches in his life. She knew just how to do that.

A part of him had actually missed her attention, things changed with Chelsea around.

Date: 2011-07-12 08:44 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] enosichthon.insanejournal.com
"Hmmm, whatever gave you that idea?" he said with a grin biting at her lower lip with a growl.

Date: 2011-07-14 09:18 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] enosichthon.insanejournal.com
Dite had the touch, it was a shame they lost contact in the last few years. He enveloped her with that kiss, strong and forceful before throwing her down on the couch hands releasing her of that short-cut dress. It had served it's purpose for the surprise factor, now it was discarded.

Date: 2011-07-14 11:06 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] enosichthon.insanejournal.com
"Just a little," he smirked. Their ego's were the same. He fingered through that lacy lingerie, hungry for her. He wrapped her legs around his waist, those long, amazon legs and enjoyed hearing her breath catch short.

Date: 2011-07-16 07:26 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] enosichthon.insanejournal.com
She could play coy and naughty at the same time and he rather loved that about the woman. What an egotistical jerk like himself really wanted tonight was her voice to raise the rafters in that over-dramatic shrill.

She was left in nothing once he'd rid her of ever shred of clothing, fingers digging into her skin. He'd run her ragged until she had no voice left.

He knew Chelsea had put a big road block between them, but right now it was as if he was shifted back into that passionate time period when they'd met, when he'd been still married and this had been still new.

Date: 2011-07-18 05:41 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] enosichthon.insanejournal.com
He hummed against her skin biting down against against the softness of her shoulder, fingers raking down her legs, gripping those thighs tightly the more he made her squeal.

Aphrodite made porn stars jealous with that voice.

Date: 2011-07-18 07:47 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] enosichthon.insanejournal.com
His kisses were numbed by her own, the flavor of her tongue tangling with his and the sheer ferocity of it made him crave as much as she wanted. She played with his mind very little, seductive when he needed satisfaction, calm when he needed to rage, and fiery when he needed the attention. He knew she would never favor his brothers the same, he gave her too much of the same medicine.

His pace quickened, his skin sweaty and heart racing.

Date: 2011-07-18 08:29 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] enosichthon.insanejournal.com
He'd make her remember or never forget just how much power he really held. Though in a different time, situations aside, there was never a force the two of them didn't cause, whether it be a look across the room or a devilish play on words.

His hands nearly slid off her legs in the same way her grip loosened against his waist. One hand gripped the back of the couch, the other on the side so to have something to hold onto until he'd ran them both completely spent, every nerve on fire.

She could lie to him and he'd never know as she had that convincing flare, though he hardly think she'd come back as often as she had in the past if he was not on the top of her list.

Breathless he rested his head against her shoulder.

"Oh sweetheart," he taunted, "That was only the beginning." He'd have her slightly bruised and tired by the time she left the next morning.

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