A Godly Union (Percy Jackson)

A Godly Union (Percy Jackson)

A/N: A Godly Union was a Patreon Poll Winner originally written back in 2020. Posting it up here and now for people to enjoy!

Summary: Percy is, above all else, loyal to his family. With Annabeth having rejected him after the Titan War, Percy is selected to forge an alliance with the Egyptian gods by marrying Bast.

Themes: Godly Sex, Rough Sex, Wedding Night

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Life comes at you fast. He remembered seeing that phrase as part of an insurance company's ad campaign, shortly before... well, shortly before life had come at him VERY fast. Nationwide, if he wasn't misremembering it. And as much as it had become a slogan for that insurance company, Percy Jackson had to admit, it was undeniably true. At the very least, it'd proven to be undeniably true for him.

It was just one thing after the other, at the end of the day. He hadn't really had a moment's respite since he'd been attacked by a monster disguised as his teacher back when he was just twelve years old. Now here he was, older... but not quite sure that he was really any wiser. That was okay though, or at least, it'd always been okay because Percy, no matter where he went, no matter where he ended up, no matter what befell him, almost always found himself surrounded by wiser people who could take care of the thinking part of the situation.

For a lot of those situations, it'd been Annabeth Chase who'd taken up the role, to the extent that he'd named her his Wise Girl (leaving off the 'his' part because of course no one owned another person...). For the longest time, Percy had thought he and Annabeth would spend the rest of their lives together. But alas, it seemed that was not to be.

He'd never gotten an actual reason for it. It was honestly still a mystery to him, why Annabeth had rejected him, why it'd not worked out between them. Maybe it'd had something to do with Luke, but Percy hadn't even gotten the chance to ask. One day she was there, his Wise Girl, and the next she was gone, and Percy was adrift, unmoored... utterly unsure what to do with himself now that she was gone. Luckily, he didn't stay that way for long.

As was always the case, there were those who had plans for him. As was mostly the case, 'those' were the Olympian Gods, who had both a reward for his service, and yet another task for him to accomplish on their behalf. Though Percy had to admit, out of all the impossible tasks they'd put in front of him, this one was both the easiest and the hardest. Perhaps it would be more accurate to say it was the weirdest.

Regardless, the deed was done. He was a God now... no, more importantly that, he was married to a Goddess. His godhood was barely a footnote in Percy's mind. Sure, it'd given him a body that the Aphrodite herself had favorably compared to Adonis (and certainly, the Goddess of Love would know) and sure he had never felt stronger, more confident, more capable of doing what might need to be done.

But his nascent godhood felt like it paled in comparison to the shotgun wedding he'd just taken part in. After all, his new wife, as evident by his surroundings, was not a Goddess of Mount Olympus. She was not a Greek Goddess at all. Looking around at the distinctly Egyptian Architecture, the bedchambers of his new wife, Percy can't help but purse his lips together a little and wonder... what now?

"Husband. You are pondering, aren't you?"

His wife's voice comes across like a purr... but then, given who she is, that makes no small amount of sense. Turning to regard her, Percy forces himself to smile... though, it's not too hard to do so. She really is gorgeous. Bast, the Egyptian Goddess of Felines, smiles right back at him, though it's a toothy thing as she prowls ever closer.

This was what the Olympian Pantheon had asked of him... though it was less of a request and more of an order. Still, with nothing better before him, Percy had been predisposed to say yes. With Annabeth's absence, he was suddenly free to marry without a single word of complaint. Bast may not have been his first choice, but that was more because he didn't know her, rather than because of anything he knew about her that disqualified her.

Ultimately, the Giants were on the rise again. The Second Titan War had shaken something loose, awakened old foes. But Percy wasn't a demigod anymore, he wasn't a mortal. He couldn't go adventuring any longer, the responsibilities of godhood shackling him in a way he probably should have been able to guess at.

What he could do, however, was act as something of a bargaining chip to the resurgent Egyptian Pantheon. Bast and her fellows were on the rise again, and as far as allies went, they were deities that those on Mount Olympus dearly wanted on their sides. And so, here he was, Bast's new husband, married to the Goddess of Felines. He had to admit, she was very beautiful. It wasn't a hardship, this-

"Husband."

The two of them fuck for what feels like an eternity, and when the time finally arrives, they cum together as well. He doesn't get a single orgasm from his new wife before then. Doesn't manage to make her cum buckets or force her to take on a fucked silly expression, or anything like that. Their entire first time together is a battle, a war really, and it's one that ends in a stalemate... or perhaps a ceasefire.

They cum together, a mutual exclamation of euphoric pleasure and ecstasy. They cry out in unison, his voice guttural and deep and hers high pitched and screeching. His seed fills her womb, and her cunt milks him of every last drop, even as her juices flow down his length. The two of them are frozen in place for several long moments, with him on top for the final bit. But just because he's atop her, doesn't mean he's come out on top.

As they finish, Percy lets out an exhausted breath and pulls out of his new wife, rolling off of her and onto his back as he stares up at the ceiling. The two of them rest together like that, side by side... until he suddenly feels a hand in his and looks down to see that Bast has entangled her fingers with his down below, between their bodies.

"... Very well done, Husband. You are everything I could have hoped for. Though I admit, you've deeply surprised me."

Blinking at that, Percy stares up at the ceiling and says the only thing he can think to say.

"Hopefully not in a disappointing way."

Chuckling, though even that she manages to make sound like a rumbling purr, Bast finally turns to face him. Percy turns to face her in turn, looking into the Egyptian Goddess' feline eyes as she smiles at him.

"You are strong, for being so new to your godhood. Strong and capable of growing stronger still. Perhaps you will surpass me one day, Perseus. Perhaps you will surpass all of us... but I will be content as your wife when that day comes."

He's... not even sure he can begin to impact everything in those words she just said. He's still struggling to work out a response when Bast lets out another purring chuckle and leans in close, placing a much more chaste kiss on his lips. Then, she bites his lower lip hard enough to draw blood, and as he's flinching back briefly from the pain, she gives him a feline grin, her yellow eyes twinkling with a mischief of her own.

"Though if you think I will ever stop testing you, think again Husband. I will be sure to keep you on your toes, no matter how powerful you become."

And then, despite her confrontational words, she leans in close and cuddles up to him, pushing into his chest and nuzzling into his neck. As Percy wraps his arms around her, still digesting what she'd said, he can't help but feel a little bewildered. At the same time, as far as cats go... she's certainly exactly what one would expect.

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