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Who: Theseus, Lust and a cameo by Poseidon
When: Tuesday morning/afternoon
What: Theseus takes a beating...
Where: Ambrosia
Warnings:Rough housing and a little fighting.
Status: Complete



The week was a strange one. The headache he'd had since Eros' love games only got worse after he'd met with Phaedra. His head was still swimming with sweet nothings reminiscent of a hallmark card. It made him a little bitter on the subject now, though he had always found Phaedra the favorite. He deducted that he hadn't been himself, it had felt like someone else was playing mind control. So his bitterness turned to hate by the time Poseidon had requested to see him early Tuesday morning.

Theseus still looked as if he'd only just rolled out of bed, the scruff on his chin was starting to grow back.

"You know better than to walk in here like this." He motioned over Theseus' slouched stance. "Are you the son of a king or of a whore?" Theseus glared at Poseidon with a tight lip. Instead of slumping his head forward he chuckled.

"Depends on if you're talking about my mother or my father." The smirk was wiped quickly when he found himself pinned by the neck against the wall.

"I know you aren't getting smart with me. My patience is running thin with you Theseus. I've held off because I like you, but your welcome is running out. You're neither a god nor anything else than a washed up hero. I'm not Zeus. I don't play my favorites by handing out party favors for you to use. Choose your battles more wisely or you will lose your head."

He let him down, feet planted on the ground but just as quickly as Theseus thought his neck saved Poseidon turned throwing a hard punch to his gut. It hit like a thousand waves crashing against a pile of rock. He dropped to his knees cradling his stomach with what felt like fractured ribs.

Poseidon grabbed his chin abruptly, turning his face upward. "Are you loyal to me?" Poseidon sneered, grabbing Theseus' chin tighter when he didn't answer. Too many of his children turned their backs...but this one was not one of Amphitrite's. There was no golden glow on his head. "Answer me."

Theseus tried to gain control within his grip but it was futile. "My loyalty is to you father," he spoke slowly through gritted teeth.

"Good." He dropped him throwing a hard slap to his cheek, busting the skin with a bruise. "Remember that the next time you get overconfident."

Poseidon didn't have to remind him what he was supposed to get back, but Theseus turned his anger to the person who'd whipped his ego with her charm. Now he was tasting bitter blood instead of victory.

He found Lust at Ambrosia, the only place he knew to look for her. The girl at the desk insisted Lust was busy (whether she really was or not didn't matter). She told Theseus to come back later but he wasn't about to walk home empty handed. His temper was on edge. He ran a hand into his hair frazzled. It was the middle of the afternoon.

"I will be seen now," he said through a shake in his body, which was practically vibrating in waves of anger. Poseidon made him nothing more than a rat in a maze. Lust had cut off his tail so his direction now was unclear. He slammed his fist into the counter. "So help me gods, Now!" He was about to scale the stairs himself as he'd done before, only he wasn't here for the sex.

She had made a deal and if wasn't fulfilled.

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Ugh, what was he going on about? Lust thought and then lazily pointed a finger in remembrance. "Oh. That." she'd given it to Greed to make him feel important so she could get him to stay on the side of Sin and stop being a squishy mortal. She twirled her finger and shrugged, "My brother will take care of it. We Sins tend to be forgetful when there isn't anything shiny at the end for us." she got what she wanted out of the deal, her interest was over.

She looked at him pointedly, "Here are your choices. You can do the deed yourself but you won't because if you could you would have done it by now." she gave him a grin that would make him want to slap her, "Or you provide my brother with a prize that is shinier than what you asked for. He'll scamper off and do the deed quick." she made a running motion with her two fingers.

She was looking him over curiously, in fact she was checking him out blatantly and more than she had before. She could smell rage and the only thing that was missing was her in his system. She didn't use influence yet. She wanted to see how much of her natural assets could put her in his blood stream.

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"I thought the bargain was he delivers, I get him something else." He cocked his head sideways. "Are you saying now I have to pay up front?" He crossed his arms as straight as he was able to stand.

"I have something in mind. But," he wagged a finger not yet paying attention to her wandering eyes, "I want more than your word that this gets done. That I'm not some toy you and your brother laugh at." He needed her to give him something...which when her emerald eyes locked on him he threw his head to the side. "Give it to me on writing." Or she would need to nail him with something just as concrete.

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"It would help. The bigger and shinier the better." she was so bored. The conversation wasn't about her.

She laughed, "Aww.. you are a toy. And so amusing. I think my brother would like you. You'd remind him of... him. Except for this whiny desperate side of you. Though he whines like a bitch most of the time too."

She scoffed, "Darling, do I look like my mother? I don't do contracts. Just shut up and trust it'll get done." she quirked a brow, a delicious smile starting to simmer on her lips, "Is that..." she pointed a manicured finger at him, zig zagging in the air over his form, "..the result of it not being done?"

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Theseus laughed, his arms still crossed on his puffed up chest. "I'll think on it." His eyes watched her buzzing finger, another laugh follwed with a growl. "This is because I unloaded my mouth." Poseidon dominated this little scam. He might not be there, but he would break Theseus to pieces just because he could. So, in no way was he afraid of anything Lust wanted to do. It seemed she was more turned on this time than he was.

"This," he wagged his own angry finger is because you failed on your end." She wouldn't like that, he knew it.

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Lust grinned like she was a predator that had cornered a delicious snack, "Really?" she seemed delighted at the news, "I should fail more often." she had no qualms about Theseus getting the shit kicked out of him and losing his mind. She found it quite attractive and didn't bother hiding the fact.

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She looked like a tiger ready to sharpen her own claws to shred skin. "Thought that wasn't your thing." He failed about as many times as he won, its why he was such the anti-hero. He did heroic deeds, some that mimicked even Hercules but he was as equally a coward if he stretched his neck too thin and needed to get out of a bind. He was wrapped in her coils though.

He wiped a spot of blood from the corner of his lip, sucking it off, not giving.in an inch. He wasn't oblivious to her interest, in fact it just angered him more, which in turn she liked coming off of him.

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Lust's shoulders rolled like a lioness getting ready to strike. She sat up, one knee bent in a position that looked like she could literally jump on him if she chose to. "Neither are you." she said to make sure to remind him how much she rejected him.

She tilted her head coyly, biting the nail of her thumb as she watched him wipe the blood, "But isn't a girl allowed to change her mind?" she could feel his anger and it seemed to please her more. He was such a rat. A dirty. Vicious. Violent. Broken. Rat.

She liked it.

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He laughed again completely unphased by her. "Seriously?" Now when he was a broken mess she wanted him?

He remembered when he walked out on her before and he was so annoyed that right now he could.

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Lust shrugged with a what can ya do look. "Test my patience, boy. You'll see I can change my mind right back." but she sprung to her feet with the gait a feline would be envious of, moving towards him slowly.

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She was standing in front of him in a blink, a prowling cat hungry for attention. He stepped on the still body on the floor breaking that small distance between them. He didn't say a word but didn't make a move either. He challenged her with his eyes.

His eyes scanned down. There was a visible glow on her body. It was inviting but he wasn't taking the bite tonight. She would deny him again. It was the game she had gotten him used to.

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Lust let Theseus' eyes wander, her hand going to his cheek gently cupping it. Her thumb grazed under the bruised part of his eye lightly, it was almost a caring touch. She looked at the injuries to his face, his neck and let him feast on her body visually. He didn't have to touch her, that was the beauty of Lust.

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The soft touch was startling, his eyes widened a little. "I didn't peg you for soft." He slapped her with a smarmy grin. Her image however painted a very different picture. It was hard not to appreciate what she offered.

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Lust's eyes raised to just his lips to see the smarmy grin. She responded with a small smile of her own and her hand slid down his cheek, like a satin scarf being pulled down his body, sucking the tension out of his body with every touch. "I can be..." the tips of her fingers moved down his torso, "...many things." silly boy, trusting a Sin.

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It was as if she sucked every tight muscle in his body. Her touch, her smell was an intoxication. He forced his eyes not to close, but eventually he wouldn't fight it anymore. His lips parted slightly, breathing in the pheremones that permiated off her body like perfume.

"Is that so?" He didn't really know that he'd stepped out of one web into another.
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Lust smiled wickedly, "Uh huh..." those fingers slid lower and rubbed his bruised and broken side. Heat came from her hand like a soothing balm but only when it'd start to feel good did Lust's hand grab his side, digging her fingers into the bruise in a nearly crushing grip.
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He bit down on his bottom lip at the sudden surge of pain, his own hands finally gripping her. When she probed what was tender, his own fingers dug into her sides. Feeling good didn't come without its twists with her. Despite it, there was an odd surge of pleasure, it made him foggy-headed. He wasn't losing his fight just yet. He dug his fingers in a little harder.
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Lust moaned in delight when Theseus gripped her hard but when he dug in a bit too hard, Lust slammed the base of her palm into his ribs. No marking the Lust. She liked it rough but there was a fine line you had to learn with her, how to make it hurt without making it stain. But in Theseus' case.. mmm, she might be willing to make an exception. Maybe. Not yet. She had to see if he could handle it. She grinned as she pushed hard into his rib cage, wanting to hear him make noise, this silence thing was for pussies! She kept moving forward so he'd be forced to move backward till he'd slam into the wall.
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The wind was knocked right out of his lungs, his ribs closing in like a cage. He could actually hear them crack this time, which made him groan painfully. The sadistic bitch was crazy, but his mental wires were all scrambled between Eros' love drunk arrows and Poseidon's heavy handed remprimand.

"That's a little tender, love," he said through gritted teeth and a howl, trying still to keep his composure. He was pretty close to ending up on the floor with the other guy. He couldn't let that happen. Unless his heart gave out first, and it was pumping pretty heavy.
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Lust lowered her lashes and pressed her lips lusciously together, "Ooooooo..." now that was a sound she liked to hear. "Poor little dove..." she cooed against his lips when he complained and her hand against his ribs didn't move. Her lips were on his but it wasn't hard, it was soft, like the petals of a rose. Her kiss went deeper but still stayed soft and sweet, ambrosia couldn't taste better than Lust's mouth. But she knew what she was doing and if Theseus moved an inch, he'd be in pain just because of how he was pinned to the wall with her hand on his ribcage.
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He was pinned tightly. Her grip wasn't Poseidon's, but the hurt it promised was was just as jarring. He breathed in when her lips touched, stunned again with the softness.

He stayed still, his body motionless, but he would indulge in that kiss.

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Lust broke the kiss, her eyes slit that showed the green underneath, "Good boy.." she whispered. Her tongue ran over the wound that had been bleeding at the side of his mouth earlier, her lips kissing every little cut and bruise all the way down his neck. The marks on his neck were of great interest to her and she looked at them as if she was an academic scholar.

Her lips left his skin and she looked like a kid that was about to get released to play with something they'd been waiting for as her free hand massaged his collarbone soothingly before inching up. Her fingers slowly fell in place over the existing marks on his neck where he'd been grabbed.
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She had pulled away before he was ready, wincing as she grazed the marks left by Poseidon. He flinched under her fingers. She was either intrigued by their mark or who left them.

"Planning to sharpen those nails of yours?"
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Lust smiled a little, "They're sharp enough." her fingers stroked his neck, her other hand keeping him in place. "Who's handiwork is this?" she asked as if she was inquiring about the craftsmanship on a beautiful antique and not the chokehold on Theseus' neck.
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He lined his teeth with his tongue, not impressed the switch in her attention. "My father's." His tone was bored with the conversation. "I didn't come here to talk about him."
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Lust laughed right in his face, "Daddy did this? That's precious." her hand on his ribcage moved down, thrusting right past the waistband of his pants and splaying over his junk, using that now to pin him against the wall. "Mmm.. why not? He sounds like fun." her other hand wasn't leaving his neck though.
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"He's not really," Theseus forced a grin, his breath catching in his throat as one of her hands explored an even more tender area than his bruises. He wasn't afraid, but her calm exterior meant she could pull him down with one jerk of that hand. "Watch it now, love, don't want to end up empty-handed tonight. You already lost one visitor," to his handiwork.
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Lust's hand down below moved ever so slowly, the tips of her fingers curled in slowly so the slightest hint of her nails could be felt, more like a gentle warning.. no, let's call it a promise of what she could do. "Looking at what he's done I'd say he's my kinda guy. I'd love to play with him."

Her hand wrapped around his throat, her grip clenching his neck tight on the same marks Poseidon left. She laughed, "Mmmmm.. what makes you think I can't get someone new with just a snap.." her mouth moved to his ear, "..of my fingers." she bit his ear hard enough to send a shock of pain but it'd be dulled by the lack of oxygen that he was getting.