Courier Posted August 12, 2011 Share Posted August 12, 2011 Olympus Two or three weeks after Chapter 12c: Fallout Baby James woke up and surveyed the situation. He didn't zombies, blood, or combat. He wasn't injured. He was in bed with Nashwa, who was naked and asleep. This was an Olympus' sleeping area. No sun and no changes in temperature made telling time impossible but a clock proclaimed 2:55 am. He could afford to be lazy in bed for a bit. 3am was a time to consider life and review the larger situation. His social status among the Olympians was fine, ditto his family's. He wasn't the only god to have 'favored mortals' although he took it a lot further than anyone else. Not so shockingly, just like at Fox's, the supers were first class citizens, select normals were second, and everyone else was third. No one else called a mortal 'wife' but with four he was less of a threat to the existing social order than he would have been with only one. His motivations were understandable and he didn't sleep with the common herd. Everyone was interested whether his and Nashwa’s kid would be a god. The other gods probably wouldn't have disputed anything even if James/Ares had been the god of basket weaving and not war & violence. Probably. Parts of the whole set up still seemed pretty 'cult-ish', which didn't speak well for its long term stability. Cults eventually got ripped apart because of people abusing power. If this was a cult. His ex-girlfriend's text books hadn't covered walking gods. And that wasn't what he was avoiding thinking about. Nashwa refocused him by inhaling. He'd screwed Nashwa's brains out last night, he liked to make a production of evening sex to encourage it. He didn’t have a choice, for James 2:55am counted as a full night's sleep. A new side effect of his powers was chronic insomnia. He could only get about 4 hours of sleep, and that only if he got laid first. This was a family secret. Helen had asked him what happened if none of the girls felt like sleeping with him and he'd replied if he was on the outs with all four of them then he'd deserve to be sleepless. Thus far that hadn't happened, one night out of four was less than twice a week, and all of the girls were 'more than twice a week' kind of gals which translated to ‘more than once a day’ for him. What he was avoiding thinking about was, "was he a rapist?". He wanted to blame V for that line of thought. It bothered him that Jill and Violet were the only other 'mixed' couple he knew, and V’s entire relationship with Jill had been disturbing even before the break up. Maybe, hopefully he didn't have much to learn from them, but... Jill had been obsessed, manipulated, controlled, but the word he didn't want to think about was 'addicted'. Jill had acted like she was addicted to Violet. It wasn’t just, or even mostly the empathy. Violet had a 'forceful personality', and he come to accept that he did too. He'd pulled JoAnna and Jill off a roof, saved their lives multiple times. The sisters decided to share him; he'd assumed there was some 'sister' dynamic he didn't understand. Then V stole Jill, Jo and he realized their relationship didn't work without someone else, and he/they had put out three offers. And all three had accepted. Nashwa hadn't seemed unusual. He'd saved her life, more than once, and she hadn't minded sharing him. Unusual woman, but he met lots of people, even saved the lives of lots of people. Janella and Helen had been fresh out of a rape camp. Having just gotten away from being raped and tortured by powerful men, they hook up with the most powerful man imaginable? Someone with whom they're literally helpless? Put that way the whole thing seemed impossible. There were counter arguments. He'd used his enhanced senses to find the least damaged and most healthy of the camp's survivors. Jan and Helen both had personal reasons, personal history, and James did offer a lot. They might have been attracted to the idea splitting a man four ways, letting the girls gang up on him. Maybe they told themselves that with a four way split they'd be having less sex than in a normal relationship. Maybe he was tapping core survival instincts about mating with the strong. Right; and all the other women from Paradise who'd also offered themselves to him thought the same thing. The counter arguments were less than convincing. If he was honest, his current situation had a lot to do with 'Forceful Personalities'. What were the girls doing in bed with him? Making love to their husband? Worshiping their god? Pleasing their master? Getting their fix??? Maybe all of those? And, what did he want to do about the situation? James looked over at Nashwa and eyed the gentle swell where their child grew. He reached over and cupped Nashwa's breast. In her sleep she smiled and put her hand over his. After a moment he took his hand away, she needed more sleep even if he didn't. He wanted to get all of them pregnant. Watch their bodies grow with his children and their breasts swell with mother’s milk. James mentally sighed. He liked having sex two or more times a day. He liked having the girls naked and mindless with desire beneath him, and just as importantly, they liked that too. What worried him was whether or not this was destructive in the long run. Addiction was a loaded word, coffee and crack were both addicting but people could function fine for decades with the former. He wanted to make sure he and the girls didn't end as poorly as Violet and Jill, but he wasn't going to let a philosophical argument destroy his family. He wasn't even sure he had much to learn from V, she'd been messed up long before Z-day. If he wanted to worry about something he should be worrying about how long Nashwa could have work outs like the one they'd had last night. Thus far Nashwa was happy being pregnant; Jan and Helen were happy in his bed. JoAnna... JoAnna was having issues, but there again they went back to V and Jill's crack up. Jill had tried to kill herself with zombies and instead had become a super. It was like she'd stolen JoAnna's destiny. Jo said she was happy for her sister, and maybe she was, but it was probably a good thing Jill had stayed behind. James had no clue what to do about Jo. She'd been seducing him more often but he wasn't sure that was a good sign. James checked the clock which now said it was 3:15am. Taking care not to wake up Nashwa, he got up. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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