Catch you on the flipside

Nikos stealthily made his way along the patch, ironically enough the quickest way into Olympus was through the underworld of Hades. Each Olympian had their own backdoor so to speak all he had to do was find it and get through without getting killed. So fun times he thought as he looked up at the red blood clouds set against an orange sky, the surrounding plains he was currently in were devoid of all life and a stinging wind blew constantly.



Standing at the mouth of the tunnel he stared across the landscape. It wouldn’t take him long to get across to the river of Styx.



Since he was a God he was counting on his abilities to show him the true path across the desert. Only Gods could see the secret shortcuts instead of a mirage riddled landscape. Taking a deep breath he flexed his wings before crouching and launching into the sky.

Testing the winds he was taken aback when they suddenly went from irritating to violent. Quickly dropping back to the ground Nikos shook the sand from his feathers before tucking them low on his back and starting pushing through the wind to the other side, huffing he turned his face as the sand bit his eyes. Swallowing hard as it stung the sensitive skin of his arms and chest. He vowed to find a shirt and to get this over with so he could get back to Sheri.



As the hours past, Nikos found it harder and harder to see the hidden paths as sand continue to harass him. His skin was blistered from the sun, tiny cuts and nicks dotted his flesh, swallowing back thirst Nikos looked ahead and nearly cried in relief when he could clearly make out the gates of Hades.



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Panting Lonnie arched and clawed the dirt. Hissing in a breathe she looked down and saw the gorgeous hazel eyes looking back at her. Gasping she moaned at the first touch of Buffys tongue against her clit. “Oh spirits” she bit out when Buffy gently sucked the hard nub between her lips and gently scraped her teeth along it, crying out Lonnie grasped Buffys hair to hold her in place.



Unable to control herself she felt her body begin to move with Buffys probing tongue as it deftly licked her lips and swirled around her seeping hole. Lonnie flailed and moaned a litany of “oh god, fuck” with every hard push of her mates tongue inside her.



“OH FUCK! Don’t stop!” Lonnie cried when Buffys tongue returned to her clit and Buffy thrust two fingers inside her, pumping and twisting them knowingly Lonnie went insane.



Sharp pulsing shocks of pleasure down her spine, feeling the build of her orgasm she growled and rolled her hips into Buffys face as the first wave hit her, panting and keening Lonnie clutched Buffys head as she came fast and hard, covering Buffys lips and chin in her cum.



Lying there limply as she tried to regain herself Lonnie panted softly as Buffy moved to lie on her side next to her. Happily licking and sucking her fingers clean, the sight causing Lonnie’s pussy to twitch and her clit harden. Laughing softly Buffy leaned down and kissed Lonnie gently, sucking her tongue, nibbling on Lonnie’s lower lip.



“So…is the big bad cave girl going to have her way with me?” Buffy whispered hotly, flicking her tongue along the shell of Lonnie’s ear.



Smiling in heated anticipation when she felt Lonnie breathe harder, Buffy leaned down and bit her lover’s neck, sucking hard as her hands stroked her mate’s thigh. Scratching fingers along her inner thigh Buffy wasn’t prepared for Lonnie to suddenly come out of her orgasm stupor and pin her onto the ground.





Buffy was already wet and dripping from licking Lonnie to orgasm so when Lonnie moved over her, arching and rubbing her body against Buffy as she teased her. Smiling when her slayer gasped with her when she ground her pussy into Buffys. Leaning down Lonnie sucked Buffys ear as her hands began pinching and rolling the blondes nipples.



“I’m going to fuck you Buffy.” Lonnie whispered, Buffy had always seemed to get so excited whenever she swore in English. It proved true now when Buffy flushed and she began rubbing against Lonnie in earnest. “Turn over.” Lonnie growled hotly when she felt Buffys cum smear on her lower stomach. She forgot how limber the slayer was.



Moving aside as Buffy turned over and laid her head on her arms while her ass remained raised. She had always been somewhat conservative with her lovers until Lonnie came along. Now she was sure she wasn’t as kinky as Raya and Faith but she didn’t even care the second Lonnie touched her.



Feeling her heart begin to race faster when the redhead’s hands traced and stroked her wet slit. Moaning as Lonnie spread her lips and slowly inched a finger inside. She could feel her cum begin a slow trail down her thighs when Lonnie suddenly curled the lone digit.



Gasping Buffy thrust up against Lonnie’s hand. Truly not in the mood for slow. Turning her head to tell her this Buffy only managed a growl when Lonnie added a finger.



“You’re wet. So tight, I loved sliding my fingers into you, feeling your hot walls clench them.” Lonnie added another finger. Sucking in a deep breath when Buffy began moaning incoherently and moving against her hand harder. “Think you’re up for my fist?” Lonnie whispered.



Buffy moaned and her pussy clenched around Lonnie’s fingers at that offer. Was it an offer? Who the fuck cared…moaning louder Buffys body spasmed sharply when Lonnie added another finger and she gave a short scream when Lonnie twisted the four fingers.

“Ohgodohgod…harderHARDER…yes of fuck yea…do it. Come on ba…AAHH…please, put your hand in me. Fuck me!” Buffy gasped out as she rose to all fours and was thrusting back against Lonnie’s hard harder with each passing moment.



“I want to try something first.” Lonnie said, her own pussy was throbbing and slick but what had distracted her was a conversation she had had with Faith several months before.



The dark haired slayer had asked Lonnie if she had ever done anal. Now she was eye level with the Blondes other hole and she was curious. Ignoring the half panicked thrust against her hand, she put a steadying hand on her lover’s hips and leaned over.



Flicking her tongue out it brushed against Buffys rosebud, the slayer shuddered at the strange feelings that washed over her, not disgust, a point twice proven when Buffy felt an additional wave of cum flow out of her, and at Lonnie’s insistent second and third brush Buffy gave up thought all together.



Keening and panting Buffy quivered and felt her eyes cross as Lonnie forced her tongue inside of her anus at the same moment she twisted and gently thrust her fist inside her. Buffy could feel it rising, as Lonnie pulled away from her oral attentions so she could thrust harder into the blonde. Buffys mouth hung open in soundless cries as she felt her orgasm building, she could feel it spreading and it was right there, the white hot flashes and ecstatic waves were almost there.



Lonnie thrust hard and deep, carefully forming a fist Lonnie began twisting her fist as she pulled out of Buffy before thrusting back in. On the second pass of this Buffys walls tightened like a vice and her mate screamed and her body arched so sharply Lonnie was surprised she didn’t snap her spine.



Carefully extracting her had Lonnie moved to lie beside her mate on their pallet. Grinning arrogantly as she saw the flushed sated face of her lover Lonnie leaned down to smile she kissed her cheek and pulled her close.



“Cave girl 1, slayer 0” Lonnie quipped.



“Uhuh…”Buffy grunted.





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Nikos crouched behind a large boulder, he was less than ten feet from the gates. To the naked eye it looked as if a simple pair of wrought iron gates stood alone in a desert however it was simply another mirage. He guessed it had taken him three days to reach them. Scanning the area carefully, when he was satisfied he was alone he stood and walked straight for the gate. He ignored the sudden invasion of pain as best he could, the closer to the gates he got the hotter his skin burned.



Gritting his teeth he reached out and grasped a bar and tugged, with the first allowance the iron gates creaked open and the pain stopped. Rushing through paused to allow his skin to heal. Hissing in pain he studied the new surroundings. Now instead of a vast desert he was within the palace. Gleaming marble stones surrounded him, winding staircases led to an upper level that ran the length of the chamber. Nikos walked straight ahead, from what he remembered of his mother’s palace the few days he had been here he was near the armory.



Luckily the guards seemed to remember him and treated him with respect that was his by birth. Reaching another set of doors he silently moved through them until he saw what he was looking for. Down the hall the castle seemed to suddenly drop away and reveal a large clearing filled with roses, fruit trees and plants with stone circle in the center. ‘Bingo’ he thought.



Crossing the rest of the way, stopping at the edge of the circle, this was the part that was going to be hard. Each of these portals was specially designed for the Gods. Only a god of the realm the circle was present in could pass through them. His theory was that like most things in the universe it tied to blood so his mother being all powerful goddess of the dead it should work….should.



Nikos winced and turned his head as he fearfully passed his arm over the stones. Standing still for a moment nothing happened. Breathing a sigh of relief he quickly leapt through.

Landing in a small heap Nikos looked up. The skies were blue as the seas, it was an exotic utopia all around him with the random scattering of Greek themed architecture. Olympus. Standing he patted his jeans and tried to blend in. Which he was more or less worried about that cause he was covered in dirt, his skin was freshly healed and he was wearing one sneaker and his jeans were caked in sand.



Slinking into the shadows he tried to spot the house he was looking for. Luckily Olympians themed their homes after their power sources. Ares for example had the immense fortress of a mansion while Poseidon’s was built like a tropical beach house. Scanning each one in sight he didn’t see Coop’s. Breaking into flight he almost groaned in relief at the first chance to stretch his wings.



Soaring higher he scanned the ground until finally he saw the house he was looking for. Landing gently he headed for the door, Coops house was built like an Italian villa, massive and upon entry he was instantly assailed by soothing incense and low jazz music. He straightened when he spotted Eros, Coops brother and the reason why modern mythology confuses Coop/Cupid with Eros.



The God was tall and well built, he had stronger features than Coop but the resemblance was uncanny. It made the stories about mother not truly being of her twin’s womb seems possible. They were blonde and fair skinned where she was dark haired and…blue.



Striding through the main chamber of the house he did his best to carry that damned god like arrogance he had always failed to acquire. Walking onto the veranda he finally spotted her. And this was a bad time. Annoyed Nikos rolled his eyes and walked back inside and slumped down on an overstuffed leather couch in from of a sixty-eight screen flat screen television. Nikos stared in fascination as the screen showed a standby animation of several tropical fish swimming around aimlessly.



“Amazing isn’t it.” Nikos jumped and jerked around at the sound of Coops voice. His aunt was leaning against the entrance dress only in a small waist wrap. Her smile went from surprised to curios quickly when he started shifting nervously.



“Yes it is.” Nikos croaked out, yelping in surprise when he was suddenly pushed down onto the couch as a nymph who appeared from quite literally nowhere tried valiantly to undo his jeans. “No. Stop hands off!” Nikos batted the invasive hands away. He didn’t have time for this….dammit. “I need to talk to you about the slayers.”



TBC



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