Castor x Athena (Original Characters/Alternate Universe)
Disclaimer: Castor is NOT my idea, however Athena is.
All ideas and opinions stated in this story are strictly my own. This writing is rated MA for sexual scenes, crude humor, and language. You have been warned.
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It's been a long day for Castor. Working for the FBI drains a man. He rarely sees his girlfriend, and when he does, she's fallen asleep by the time he walks in the door.
Athena is the FBI's main cafeteria manager, she cooks most of the food for the workers and agents breakfast, lunch, and dinner. After 6 o'clock, she gets to come home with dinner leftovers, and wait for Castor to get home at midnight. The good thing is that Castor never goes hungry, and he always walks into a clean house.
After a long, shitty shift, Castor walks into his house. He is really tired, yet something catches his eye; the den is dim with only soft candlelight. The aroma filling the air is none other than that of the leather lingerie he purchased for Athena last Christmas. Finally, it's being put to use.
"Castor," a familiarly sexy voice sang from across the house, "come find me, and you can have me."
Suddenly, Castor was no longer tired, but bursting with energy. Most of the energy, however, went straight to his dick. Athena took shelter in their bedroom, which was also lit by candles. Her long red hair draped just below her nipples, and her lips were enhanced by dark black lipstick.
"You found me," she said, biting her lip. She walked up to Castor, wrapping her arms around his neck, causing him drop his work. She kissed his lips, cheek, jawbone, neck... And she stopped. Castor couldn't take the wait, and he promptly unbuttoned his shirt, unwrapped his tie, and kicked off his shoes. He kissed the back of Athena's neck, sending her into bliss. Athena was laid down by Castor, surprisingly, seeing as he's the most sum issue person she knows. This was new, but she did not like it. Athena quickly took control once more, and turned him on his back, her straddling him.
She continued on her journey of kisses, down to his chest, abdomen, and navel. She pulled his underwear down, and his erection sprung free. She kissed the tip, stroking the throbbing shaft. Foreplay is important, but neither wanted to wait any longer than they had to. Athena took off the thong, setting it aside, as she settled herself on top of him.
"Ready?" She asked.
As response, Castor pulled Athena on him and let her do what she would. He thrusted as she bounced, earning more moans from Athena. The bed shook, creaked, and they were certain their neighbor Miss Betty could hear them.
In a new position, Athena's legs trembled and shook as Castor's tongue swirled around her clitoris. For a vegan, he loved eating her (authors note; I'm so sorry). She stuffed more of Castor's erection in her mouth, almost choking.
When the pair couldn't go more than two rounds, they decided enough was enough. Athena lay beside Castor, her head on his chest, dozing off. Castor took the soiled, wet sheets and threw them to the side. He played with her hair as they both fell asleep, sweaty and satisfied.
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End.