Chapter 125 – Trapped
Zagreus opens his eyes seconds after he got blown to pieces by the second grenade. He tries to take a deep breath, but he ends up sucking a mouthful of liquid into his lungs. Pushing against gravity, he swings his head up and coughs violently to empty his lungs. He looks around and finds himself in a shallow pond of blood, which is very familiar to him.
Sighing, he realizes that the legends are true. Not only is he exempt from Death, the River Styx will always bring him right back to where he belongs. According to his Father, whose Authority controls the Styx to some degree, he belongs back in the House of Hades.
‘Will I be eternally trapped here?’
Pulling himself to his feet and going down the hall, Zagreus expects to see a smug grin on his Father’s face, but he looks even more grumpy than usual. Hypnos is awake and actually doing his job, checking off the names of shades that are following him out of the blood pool of the River Styx.
“Let’s see here.. You died of a heart attack, check. You died of cancer, check. You got beheaded, sorry to hear that pal. You died of self-immolation; hey, at least you went out in a blaze! You got blown to pieces by Inferno-bombers. Huh? I thought they only had those in hell. Oh, it’s Prince Zagreus! Welcome back.”
Zagreus deadpans at Hypnos, looks at the shades around him, and slumps his shoulders. ‘Yeah, guess I have more in common with these guys than I thought now that I have a “cause of death” listing.’
Hypnos looks back at the death listing of Zagreus and offhandedly mentions, “Those guys always throw timed bombs so pay attention to the flashing of the grenades and dash away in time.”
When Hypnos sees Zagreus’ surprise, he explains proudly, “I know all about shade slaying from brother Thanatos. Just ask me if you have any questions.”
What Zagreus is actually surprised about is how nonchalant Hypnos is about the escape attempt. He thought everyone would hate him for leaving impulsively. He passes by the drowsy attendant. The House looks exactly the same as the way he left it, as if it would remain that way forever.. oh, never mind.
Scratch that. The lounge is a disaster zone. Cerberus is still sleeping in the debris while Dusa is cleaning up. He feels some guilt since he can guess that Cerberus threw a tantrum over him leaving. Later, he has to face Nuwa regarding that same topic, but first, he turns towards his Father who is scratching away at a scroll.
He stands before him and says, “I’m back, Father.”
Hades looks up and says disdainfully, “I told you, boy. There’s no escaping Hell.”
Zagreus shrugs and replies, “Where there’s a will, there’s a way.”
This sets his Father off, as evidenced by the bang on the desk. “Insufferable brat! I’ll hold you responsible for the damages to the lounge and for the destruction you wrought throughout Tartarus. You have no idea of the amount of extra work you cause us in your willful impertinence!”
“Is that so? Next time I’ll ask your flunkies to make way NICELY, Father.” Shoots back Zagreus in a snarky manner.
Nuwa runs out of her room with red eyes dragging a stuffed toy, but drops it as she spots and jumps into her Big Bro Zag’s arms. “Woah there, little lady.”
Zagreus catches her in a hug. Nuwa and most of her snakies are crying as she rubs her head against his chest. Hades snorts impatiently so Zagreus brings her to their room, passing by Dusa who is still cleaning and courteously welcomes him back, despite giving subtly aggrieved looks at him for all the mess Cerberus made. After Nuwa calms down, she asks, “Big Bro Zag.. *sniff* where did you go..? *sniff* Do you want to leave me all alone?”
Hemming and hawing, Zagreus tries to come up with a plausible explanation. Nuwa looks at him with all of her snakies and says, “No tricksies, tell me the truth!” Eventually he puts on a serious face and says, “Well, sis. The truth of the matter is that I got a job.” He coughs and shamelessly continues, “I’m an Underworld demolitionist now. It’s unpaid labor, but it is good experience to put on the resume. Father is not a fan of my choice of work though, so I had to show him I could do it.”
Nuwa looks at her Big Bro Zag with stars in her eyes, “Didja do it?!”
He puffs his chest out and says, “Yeah! I really blew myself away.” He then cringes at his own word choice and the particularly vivid memory associated with it. Nuwa doesn’t notice and cheers, “Yaay, sounds like fun! Tell me all the stories!”
Megaera enters the room and sees that Zagreus is back at this time. She sarcastically comments, “So the prodigal son has returned.”
Nuwa hisses at her, but Zagreus says, “Hey sis, give us a moment will ya?”
Nuwa very reluctantly exits the room, after which Megaera locks the door and stares at Zagreus with her hand constantly twitching as she struggles not to brandish her whip on him. He stands up and inquires, “Got something to tell me, Meg? Like how Nyx isn’t my mother and that you’ve all kept this closely under wraps since I was born?”
Megaera does not react. He demands, “Answer me, Meg!”
“So what?” She replies dryly. “Are you so dissatisfied with the kindness my Mistress shows you? Will you not stop until you tear this House apart?”
Zagreus clarifies, “This and that are separate, Meg. I have deep affection for Nyx, but I deserve to know about my real mother all the same. She’s a God too, since I’m a godling, so she must still be alive up there, on the Surface.”
Megaera rushes forward with nearly the speed of a dash to tackle Zagreus onto the bed. He restrains himself from instinctually dashing out of her clutches, since she doesn’t know he can do that from an entirely restrained position. It can be an emergency escape measure if she means harm. Then again, he has a feeling she would whip him heavily if he does pull a fast one on her. He cannot dash past all of her whips strikes if Meg gets serious.
She swings her ponytail out of the way and asks, “Why aren’t you struggling, Zag? That takes half the fun out of it.”
“Why would I struggle and what do you mean by ‘it’?”
Meg smiles and leans her face down to his face so they’re looking directly inside each other’s eyes. She says in a sweet, sultry voice, “I mean you’re my prey. I’m going to eat you.”
Something about the situation clues Zagreus into suspecting that she does not mean ‘eat’ literally, but the way she licks his neck afterwards, with her fangs dragging dangerously close to his arteries, makes him reconsider. Dashing is far removed from his mind now though. His boner is at full mast and the way she is beginning to drag her hips on its length is not helping it go down.
“Meg.. I’m getting mixed message-mfph!”
Megaera takes his first kiss aggressively. Zagreus is stunned, but he has his own pride and so he counterattacks by fighting back with his mouth and tongue. They are both inexperienced, but they ‘eat’ each other with fervor. Zagreus doesn’t even notice when Megaera’s fangs draw blood. He regenerates the damage in less than a second.
He runs his hands along her tightly muscled body and she welcomes it by wrapping her wing around him. They swap spit for a minute until Megaera pulls back. Zagreus follows her up hungrily, until Megaera pushes him down with one hand. The nails on her hand elongate to pierce cleanly through his shoulder, crucifying him to the bed. Both their eyes glow with fervor.
Megaera pulls her clothes off with her free hand, then rips his clothes off afterward. His clothes regenerate themselves, then retract into the skull on his waist belt once they are off his body. Her ripped abs and bare pussy come into Zagreus’ view while she retracts her nails and frees him. He takes the chance to roll around to get atop her and continue their kissing.
Megaera has seen many dicks in her professional career of torturing the sinner shades of tartarus. Some of the greatest of mortals were also the greatest of sinners, for example, Sisyphus, the man who cheated Death twice. Some of them had larger dicks than Zag too, but something about Zagreus draws her in.
Zagreus’ dick stands at a glorious 13” (33 cm) tall, 2” (5 cm) wide, and glows with the grace of the Gods. Megaera feels an instinctual hatred from her Titan bloodline, but shrugs it off. She’s way too turned on to care about past grudges from tens of thousands of years ago, nor would she mindlessly follow her bloodline. She is used to opposing her bloodline, evidenced by how she reclaimed her sanity from its urges.
“Say it, Zag. Say you love me.” Meg whispers with hurried breaths while lowering her pussy onto him.
Zagreus groans with the head of his penis against her labia, trying to find his way in, and obediently says, “I love you, Meg.”
“Yes!” They both shout as Zagreus’ divine member penetrates her vagina and breaks her hymen. They start rolling around grappling for dominance as they pound their bodies against each other. Megaera is slightly surpressed by his bloodline, so she cannot easily overpower him like she used to be able to before they started fucking. This only excites her more, “Yes, yes, yes! Fuck me, Zag! You godly hunk! Fuck me to death!” Megaera says with her usual husky voice, but a submissive tone and face.
Zagreus thrusts mindlessly and passionately. He loves it when Meg shows this side of her to him. He knows that she does this intentionally to give him a ‘power high’ from the role-playing, but he treats it as a guilty pleasure. Minutes pass as they continue their dance. Megaera allows her vagina to surrender itself to Zagreus’ ministrations. No one other than a divine being can plunder a Fury’s vagina without having their penis broken by their titanic strength.
Soon, Zagreus senses something welling up from deep within him, desperate to erupt.
Megaera senses it too, so she gives him a cute smile and asks, “Do you want to shoot your cum inside me, baby? Do you want to make me all yours, forever?”
Zagreus thrusts rapidly and says, “Yes, yes!”
Megaera brings out the catch as she demands, “Say you won’t go to the Surface, then. Say that you’ll stay here with me.”
Zagreus grits his teeth trying to resist how tightly Meg’s powerful muscles clench around his big cock. She overpowers him, cuts off any further motion, and denies him the coming orgasm. It’s a dirty move to deny a man his first orgasm! However much he wants it though, he refuses to give up his quest, so he resolutely looks back at her with his one red and one green eye glowing brightly to answer, “No.. I’m going up and you can’t stop me!”
Megaera’s smile goes from endearing to vicious. She slams his skull onto the headboard by the neck and wraps her fingers around his throat tightly. Squeezing around his penis with the other hand, she yanks herself off his cock, continuing to deny his orgasm. For some reason, he finds himself more interested in watching her pussy gaping from taking his large penis than in the damage his body is taking from her violent rage.
Megaera punches him roughly in his stomach, which would have winded him if air could escape from his mouth. Instead, it causes him to orgasm forcefully into the air amidst a fair amount of pain. Definitely not as much as getting blown up, thankfully. Megaera lets go of his throat and threatens ominously, “You’ll regret this, Zag. I’ll beat you down myself if I see you out there.”
He coughs a few times and breathes heavily as his windpipe recovers from being flattened. His cum is all over himself and his bed. Megaera picks up her dress and it wraps around her on its own as she walks around the bed. With her back to Zagreus, her sharp wingtip traces his chest, leaving a trail of blood to pick up some of his cum, brings it to her mouth, and licks it curiously as she leaves. It unsurprisingly tastes great. She looks over her shoulder and says to him with her golden eyes glowing brightly, “You’re mine, Zag. You’ll never escape.”
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Pleased Meg
Serious Meg
(A/N: Let’s not forget Megaera is a Fury and not quite mentally stable :’) well, not that Zag is complaining. He might even have a masochistic streak? He could have dashed out xD)
(A/N: https://discord.gg/VD3C2BFPAu)