Part 1

Context: You're a simple person. You have your farm, you make enough to get by in the unprecedented wake of the Renaissance. Even with all of these new ideas, you know that gods and demigods exist. You've never met one before, but you're certain you'd recognize one if they fell into your yard. Right? Apparently not, as you were visited and then taken by the god Deimos, who swore he was the god of war and wished you to be his concubine. I'm sure it worked out great for him.

Setting: The Hall of the Gods

Tags: [AMM4A][Strangers to Lovers][Yandere God Speakers][Human Listener][Greek Mythos Inspired][Flirting][Reverse Comfort][Meeting Dad][Dating His Dad?][Spicy][Smarmy God][God of War][God of Terror][Concubine/Pet][CW: Spicy Language/Massive Daddy Issues]

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[?] = An unknown attendant (probably Hestia) [A] = Ares, ACTUALLY the god of war [D] = Deimos, god of terror and dirty liar boi

[Scene opens in the Hall of the Gods]

[SFX: Heavy footsteps and armor]

[?] “Welcome back, Lord Ares. I take it you are here regarding your son and his newest concubine?”

[A] “It would seem so… I’ve been gone a few months, at best, and Deimos still found a way to make a mess of things. Who is this Mortal, hmm? Poseidon kept jokingly calling them a “badger”?”

[?] “W-Well, apparently ‘Badger’ was a local nickname for the Mortal, given their…temperament… Shortly after Lord Deimos claimed them, they kept challenging him to fight since he called himself “the god of war”.”

[Ares sighs, rubbing his face]

[A] “Fuck’s sake, boy… I never get this much trouble with Phobos.”

[?] “Lord Phobos will also be indisposed this evening, my lord.”

[A] “What? Why?”

[?] “He, ah… hurt his throat laughing too much…”

[A] “And, again I say, fuck’s sake. Fine. Let’s meet this little hellion. If they’re too much trouble, I’ll just cleave them in two and Deimos can put his thick skull to use elsewhere.”

[?] “Very good, my lord. Allow me to get the doors.”

[SFX: Heavy doors opening and a faint, panicked Deimos]

[D] “Oh, you little ruffian, you come down from that chimera at once!”

[Pause!]

[Deimos plants his hands on his hips, looking up at you like you’re a bratty child as you wrangle the wild chimera]

[D] “Badger, you are being even more of a nuisance today! And as much as I enjoy our wrestling sessions, father is going to be here soon and I-!”

[He sputters out as a much larger man steps into the room]

[D] “O-Oh. You’re here early, father.”

[A, with a sigh] “Deimos… Did you have to go and pick the most insane mortal on the planet to lust after?”

[Pause]

[A] “Yes, Mortal, I am indeed Ares, god of war. You’ve already met Deimos, god of terror, NOT of war, despite what he might wish you to believe. Wait… how have you wrangled a fully grown chimera?”

[Pause]

[A] “A… farmer. Right. Well, then no one will miss you.”

[Pause]

[The god of war perks an eyebrow at you as you turn the chimera on him, hand pausing on the hilt of his weapon]

[A] “Damn… you are a feisty little thing, aren’t you? No pleading, no attempt to run, just raw determination to live… Hm.”

[Pause]

[D] “Father, don’t. This one is… special…to me…”

[Pause?!]

[D] “Yes, you’re special! You’re infuriating and absolutely, demonstrably insane, but you’re still…”

[He lowers his voice, eyes on the ground and almost pouting:]

[D] “...you’re still one of the only people I’ve ever met that would go out of their way to help someone like that…”

[You go to respond only to feel a strong arm wrap around you. You are spun carefully around, your front now flush with that of Ares]

[D] “Unhand them, father! Or I’ll-!”

[A, not taking his eyes off of you] “Or you will what, Deimos? Stow your impudence for a moment and let me look at this prize of yours.”

[The heat from the god of war is immense, and his eyes burn through you as though offended you have secrets to keep]

[A] “Hmm… beautiful. I can see why my son wished to keep you for himself. How he didn’t think that no other god or goddess might snatch you away, I have no idea. He is the god of terror, as I’ve said, which does make him immune to being afraid, more often than not. Not always though… right, boy?”

[Deimos opens his mouth but the fire in his eyes dies and he looks away in silence]

[A] “Yes. Wise of you to keep your mouth shut, Deimos. Hmm… You would take some serious effort to tame, I think. The spirit of a wild animal runs through your veins. You refuse to be yoked, to be called anyone’s prize… I like that. Even the fiercest of beasts can be tamed, however… as I’m sure your chimera friend here can attest, hmm?”

[SFX: Nettled chimera noises. He’ll never live this down in front of the other mythical beasts]

[A] “Let us rehome you, little Badger. You will have my personal attention from now on.”

[Pause!]

[D] “Father!”

[A, with a chuckle] “Yes, yes, you’re so fearsome! Look at you pounding my broad chest with those little fists, kicking at my abs with all you have! Ohh, sweetheart, I know, you belong to no one but yourself. Hmhmhm… Ohh, don’t look so upset. If Deimos wants you back to himself, he’ll have no trouble fighting for you. Will you, boy?”

[Pause]

[To your surprise, Deimos steadies himself and glares up at his father]

[D] “We will battle one week from now, father. Until the battle is decided, you are not to touch them with lust in your mind. Do you understand?”

[A, sort of balancing you in one palm] “Hmhm, I’d have to do some serious work to get them ready for that, boy. Their backside doesn’t even take up all of my palm.”

[D] “Father!!”

[A] “Big hands, small backside, son. It’s a joy. Now, I highly suggest you get your brother and start training. You’re going to need it if you want your concubine back. Assuming you don’t back down…”

[You look at Deimos and he looks at you, seeming almost… sorry as Ares sweeps away with you, carrying you like you are nothing]

[To be continued]