Chapter 82: Hera Pt. 2

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This is totally going to go the way Hera expects it to go.

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Everything is going according to plan. Even as young Perseus kisses her passionately, their tongues intertwining between their lips, Hera knows she's still in control here. This was all within the expectations laid out for her by Aphrodite, after all.

The Goddess of Love and Beauty had been right on the money so far. Taking a gentle hand with Perseus would keep him from running for the hills screaming. Making it clear she wasn't his enemy but an ally would make him less likely to distrust her.

However, at the same time, Aphrodite had warned Hera that Perseus would eventually push back. He wasn't used to being the lesser in any of his relationships. Even with Goddesses, he always tended to come out on top. As Aphrodite had explained it, Perseus was not a bad man… he just wasn't used to bowing down before his betters.

Hera couldn't exactly fault him for that. After all, that rebellious streak of his had been what got her out from under Zeus' thumb in the first place. At the same time, it meant that Hera had to be careful not to make herself an adversary of the ambitious demigod. Especially since Perseus would not be a mere demigod for long…

This little challenge of his was merely the first step in the direction of the relationship that Hera ultimately wanted for them. One where he recognized her power and was happy to kneel before her in reverence. And best of all, it was a step they were both taking together, of their own free will.

All she had to do… was simply not enjoy herself. An easy endeavor, to be sure. Hera simply had to overlay Zeus' hated, eminently punchable face over Perseus' handsome features and pretend like it was her dead husband who was rutting her instead of the young, overly enthusiastic demigod.

… Although, as Perseus continues to kiss her, Hera is caught a little off guard. Yes he's insistent, but he's not… crude about things. Zeus would have already been biting at her lips by this point and when she whined at him to stop, he would have just grinned at her and told her that he liked seeing her lips swollen and pouty.

Never mind that they wound up hurting for days afterwards, it wasn't like the King of the Gods cared about that sort of thing…

Perseus is different though. His lips and tongue leave her mouth behind after a moment without a single bit of biting. In the end, he begins to plant light kisses along her cheek and then her jawline, before descending to her neck.

Hera gasps, arching her back and tilting her head to the side to instinctively give Perseus access to her neck. The featherlight touch of his lips across the sensitive flesh is… surprisingly titillating. Of course, that's just the start isn't it? His true goal… is the rest of her.

The Goddess shivers slightly when Perseus goes for her dress. She's wearing a purple dress with a deep v-shaped neckline right now, one with golden trims that admittedly exposes more than just cleavage. But despite the provocative attire, Perseus hadn't looked below her neckline a single time during their previous conversation. That no longer holds true.

The shoulder straps of her dress are tugged down and her chest is swiftly revealed as Perseus pulls the dress down along her arms and then off of them, exposing her upper body in its entirety. Hera blushes a little bit because her nipples are already hardening from the earlier kissing, something she should have been able to control… but couldn't.

Only belatedly does she realize Perseus has let go of her arms in order to strip her like this, while she's docilely kept them up above her head anyways. Part of her feels embarrassed for just now noticing, but another part of her whispers that it's fine… it's all part of the game.

After all, this challenge… was entirely in her favor. It wasn't about who could pleasure who better, but rather about how well Perseus could pleasure HER while taking charge. All Hera had to do was lie back and let Perseus make his attempt. Then, after he was done, she could simply tell him that he hadn't done a good enough job, securing herself the victory.

… Of course, she would be kinder than that about it. Hera would make sure to praise Perseus, even as she let him down gently. Funnily enough, he could do the worst job imaginable and she would still pretend like he'd done halfway decently, if only to stroke his ego a little bit and maintain good relations while continuing to accrue favors from him.

Although, as Perseus' mouth and hands fall upon her bust, Hera has to admit that she doubts she'll have to do much pretending. The demigod's attention to detail is as surprising as it is appreciated.

More moans leave Hera's lips as she arches her back into Perseus' mouth and hands. The fullness of her breasts have long been a… source of lust from the men around her. Even Zeus had a thing for her tits, Hera could admit. But Perseus… Perseus might just be the first man to handle her bust in this manner. Specifically, while he demanded control of the exchange just like her late husband would have… he was far more intent on making sure Hera enjoyed herself than Zeus had ever tried to be.

Her nipples are sucked and flicked, her soft mammaries are groped and squeezed, and all the while it's as though Perseus is experimenting in a way. Seeing what works best on her, testing how to make her moan the loudest. He's not just playing with her tits like they're a pair of toys but rather treating them like they're an actual part of her.

It's a novel experience for one such as her, though if he thinks just this much is enough to win their challenge, he's sorely mistaken. To be fair to the younger man, Hera has no intention of letting him win… but that doesn't mean she won't enjoy his efforts all the same.

However, when he finally moves his mouth from her chest down further still, Hera blinks and then furrows her brow. His tongue and lips moving across her abdomen and over her belly button aren't… unenjoyable. But she doesn't understand what he's doing.

Especially when he continues to move down the length of her body, peppering the flesh right over her womb with kisses while gently but firmly pulling her dress down from her hips and along her long legs.

For a second, she figures he's just being strange about stripping her the rest of the way down, but then rather than cease his insistent kissing of her abdomen… he goes further still. Once Hera's dress is fully off her body, Perseus moves his mouth down along one leg and then the other, peppering both with kisses from her thighs to her shins.

A shiver runs down the Goddess' spine. Was her future King truly such a deviant? Never before had any man… touched her in such a way. To be fair, it wasn't like Hera had much in the way of dalliances over the millennia. She was the Goddess of Marriage after all, and she had always been faithful to her husband.

Zeus hadn't ever bothered to do anything like this before. Truthfully, Hera didn't much see the point. Sure it felt good on her end, but what did Perseus get out of all of this? What did he- Hera's eyes widen, her thoughts cut off as Perseus suddenly moves his mouth from her legs… to betwixt them.

Immediately, her hand goes down to grab a fistful of the demigod's hair, stopping him in his tracks with his lips and the barest tip of his tongue on her sex.

"… What are you doing?"

Looking up at her, Perseus blinks for a moment before slowly pulling himself back so they can talk. Hera lets him do so, curious to hear him explain himself.

"My goal is to bring you pleasure, Goddess. How can I bring you pleasure if I do not use every tool in my arsenal?"

Hera's mouth opens… and then closes. Her brow furrows and she looks down the length of her body, as if truly seeing the state of things for the first time. Her nipples are rock hard and puffy, her breasts tingling from the aftereffects of Perseus' efforts. The rest of her body… isn't much better. She wouldn't go so far as to say that she feels like she's on fire or anything like that, but she's certainly feeling better than expected right now.

Still… to put one's tongue on a woman's private parts? Hera was well aware of oral sex performed on a man. Fellatio, it was called. Zeus had been a big fan of it, both with her and his many, many dalliances. More than once, he had demanded an 'apology' from Hera be done on her knees, not with words… but with actions.

Never once, however, had Zeus used his tongue on HER in turn. The thought of him doing so had truthfully never even crossed Hera's mind.

However, she is a Goddess. It takes a mere second to reach out and confirm that yes, this is something mortals do. Something they do… quite frequently.

"Cunnilingus. You wish to perform cunnilingus on me."

Perseus smiles at her.

"Yes, Goddess. Only if her Majesty wishes me to though. We can do other things, if that is not to her liking."

The problem is, Hera has no idea whether or not it would be to her liking or not, because as embarrassing as it is to admit… she didn't know it was a thing until right this moment! Obviously, she's not going to tell Perseus that. To admit such a gap in her knowledge despite her extremely long life and her immense divine power would be… an embarrassment too far.

That said, that does mean she's going in blind here. If she tells him not to do it, then she'll never know if she likes it or not. But if she tells him it's alright, she might not enjoy it.

A shiver runs down Hera's spine as she feels a little thrill at that thought. It's been a long, long time since she had a new experience. Flirting with and courting another man is one of them, given her extremely long marriage to Zeus. But as Perseus said, she's a widow now… and even if she's a Goddess of Marriage, she's currently free to do as she likes, including… experimentation.

"No… it's fine. Go ahead and see if your tongue is worthy of this Queen, Perseus."

She means to make it a challenge with her tone and her look, but Perseus just grins at her and dives back down, causing Hera to blush. And then she's moaning because… b-because Perseus definitely doesn't hold back. His hands latch onto her divine thighs, his digits digging into her flesh as he pushes his tongue as deep inside of her sex as he can.

Hera gasps and then moans, arching her back from the… surreal sensation. It's beyond anything she expected to experience from Perseus. Certainly, the kissing and the fondling were well within her expectations. But after he was done touching her and using his mouth on her body, she'd anticipated him taking out his cock and thrusting it in like any man would have.

… Like Zeus would have.

But if there's one thing that Hera is rapidly learning as she tries to stifle her moans from the feel of Perseus's skilled tongue exploring her delicate folds, it's that he's most definitely not Zeus.

She can't help but let out a pleasured sigh as the new sensations threaten to overwhelm her. Her fingers still tangled in Perseus' hair, she no longer pushes him away or holds him still but rather tugs him closer as he continues his ministrations.

Never in all her eons of existence has anyone dared to be so bold… or so selfless with her. Part of her almost felt like it was improper, but Hera was self-aware enough to realize that part of her was a holdover from when she was married to her husband. It was the wife's duty to be submissive to the husband, after all. It was the Queen who was to kneel to the King.

Or at least, that was how Zeus had always believed things worked… and as the King of the Gods, what he believed tended to be reality.

Yet here is a young man who has inherited the Divine Domain of Kingship. Here is the closest thing to an inheritor that Zeus has, the one with the best claim to becoming the next King of the Gods even if the rest of the Olympians won't allow it.

… But rather than rut her like her late husband would have, Perseus' idea of taking charge appears to involve seeking the depths of Hera's pleasure instead of his own.

A soft keening sound escapes Hera's throat as Perseus' tongue finds a particularly sensitive spot inside of her, sending sparks of abject pleasure through her divine body. The Queen of the Gods could feel something building low in her figure, somewhere in her core. Like a tension that was coiling tighter and tighter with each pass of Perseus' tongue.

"Wha… I… I'm not sure I can… ahhhh~"

Hera's words dissolve into a cry of ecstasy as that tension finally snaps, her body shaking as she finds herself reaching climax on the tip of Perseus' tongue. As she cums HARD from his oral ministrations, Hera sees stars for a moment, her eyes wide and staring up at nothing at all as she enjoys herself far more than she thought she would… and all without Perseus even using his cock.

What was this? What was he doing to her? This feeling washing over her… this satisfaction. It was dangerous. She thinks… she thinks Aphrodite might have warned her about this. About potentially succumbing to Perseus' wiles.

But of course, Hera had scoffed at the Goddess of Love's concern. She wasn't some weak willed virgin like the other goddesses he'd claimed, after all. She was… she was Hera. Queen of the Gods. She was stronger than them.

… Right?

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The Vote:

[ ] Hera accepts defeat this time and cuts off the encounter, needing to retreat and rally herself before trying again - 8%[X] Hera foolishly decides she can win the war if not the battle by sticking it out and giving Percy the entire night - 92%

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