1 Chapter 1 - Libidinous Intentions

After the second war with the Persians, our hero, the Champion of Sparta, has been told to stay at the top of Mount Olympus in Athena's commands. Aphrodite wasn't glad of Athena's decisions, and she has to leave her son in his own devices in the meantime. Matthaios stays in his mother's chamber while she is gone, getting up from the bed only to get dragged back in by the handmaidens.

"What is this? The Champion of Sparta backing down for some fun?~" Said by one of the handmaidens who is caressing his chiseled body.

"Your mother wouldn't be so proud of you if you don't show how much of a man you are..." The other handmaiden tries to persuade him to get back to the bed, having their second session in it.

"Who says I am turning you down?" He smirked, pushing them on the bed playfully.

The handmaidens gasped and squealed playfully, enjoying how he could tease roughly. They kept on rubbing his perfectly-shaped body, and they couldn't believe that the child that they used to amuse is now the one sleeping with them. "You are truly Aphrodite's son. You always get to have fun..."

"This is the only time I'll have one, ladies... And you two have served my mother so well that she forbid you two from aging." He noticed, resting his head in his hands while the handmaidens are relishing his natural scent.

"Every warrior deserves a break, Matthaios. And by taking a break, we mean this..." The servant hummed, kissing the other one to tease the Champion of Sparta.

Even he was tempted by it, witnessing the two handmaidens making out in front of him. He smirked at the view, and the handmaidens seemed to enjoy themselves from kissing each other down. Their luscious lips are the ones who captivated Matthaios, and deep down him, he wanted to join them for a second one. His endurance doesn't seem to deteriorate even in bed, and the handmaidens experienced how doesn't run out of stamina.

"You are indeed gifted, Matthaios. Aren't you tired from showing us how you make love?" Asked by the handmaiden, bending over in front of him.

"Same thoughts... Aren't you at least worn out?" The other one asked too, rubbing his back gently.

"Look how great his physique is... He is such a stallion." The handmaiden arches her back to tease him furthermore.

Matthaios chuckled weakly from what he heard, getting himself entertained by his mother's handmaidens. One began nibbling his neck while the other one crawls toward him, appealingly nuzzling on his body. He was easily aroused by both of them, and finally, Aphrodite wasn't the only one who could perform such an act to please them. But instead, her son could do the same to the loyal handmaidens.

"Look at you... The Spartans have raised you too well~" The handmaiden gazes at him, holding his cheeks firmly.

"I am not going to argue with that..." The other one wiggles her rear, and Matthaios couldn't help but grip it using his hands.

The handmaiden who is bending gasped from his touch, shocked by how rigorous he could be. The one who is beneath him starts to feel his abdominal muscles, seeing how it was formed so well. They couldn't get enough of the Champion of Sparta, and they insist on sharing a bed with him while his mother Aphrodite is away. He then smacked the servant on her bottom, making her squeal in excitement.

"By the Gods, that was-" She was indulging the pain that his hand gave.

"I think she wanted more..." The handmaiden suggested, and Matthaios give them both what they truly wanted and that is a hit on their buttocks.

He pulled them both towards his grasp, kissing them both intimately. He adjusts himself to make them both sit in his lap, now he was the one exerting effort to amuse them. He gave the maids a mark on their neck with his kisses, leaving them marked up and covered with hickeys. But this wasn't enough for the handmaidens for them to be satisfied, they wish something more from him to explore.

Matthaios puts pressure on their arms, biting their cheeks before kissing it gently. The servant groaned in discomfort, but they were a pair of masochists, making it easy for them to be aroused. "How does it feel that I am now the one fulfilling your sexual needs?"

"We want more from you, my lord~" They both smirked, wishing more from him.

"My lord? Now that we are talking..." Matthaios liked the sound of it, grinning at the two of them.

He released the handmaiden on his left side, allowing her to make a move that will gain her pleasure. He wasn't done with the one in his right as he kept on restricting her movements by applying pressure on her arm, nipping at her neck as the other one is on her knees in front of the Champion of Sparta. She rests her arms in his crotch, rubbing it slightly.

He can't stop providing kisses on the handmaiden whom he is deterring, while the other one begins to take the plating of his armored pants off. She hummed whilst staring at the bulge in his crotch, kneading it delicately. One thing is guaranteed and that is they are going to get it under his command, yet their foreplay is just getting started. The sexual drive in them thickens, and it brought them craving for each other.

The maid who kneeled is peeking at what he is concealing under his garments, gasping in awe from what she saw. The Champion of Sparta truly has a huge one to carry and the handmaiden immediately gave what he is asking for and that is her mouth, using it to please him. He released the other one from his restraints, making her join her fellow maid to give him blissful fellatio.

He held their hair, brushing it to indicate that he is enjoying their mouth in his thick rod. Matthaios couldn't keep in silence from the delightful feeling, letting out a couple of aggressive yet weak grunts. The handmaiden on the left is using her tongue to lick the tip of his, while the one on the right is playing with his shaft. The Spartan Demi-god finally gives in since they were no reasons for him to resist, allowing Aphrodite's handmaidens to do such malicious things with him on the bed.

"Do you enjoy it, Champion of Sparta?" The maid on the right asked while stroking him off sensually.

Matthaios groaned slightly before nodding. "Absolutely..."

They were glad that he is loving their touch, proceeding on what they are doing to pleasure him. The one on the left goes deeper by swallowing the top portion of his enormous length, and Matthaios squirmed from its tingling sensation. The handmaidens are doing a great job so far, thinking that disappointing him would be perishable. It was such a glorious that he appreciates it a lot, and finally, he was relieved from releasing his urges that were left trapped inside him.

They both released his throbbing erection from their mouth, leaving trails of their saliva in it. The handmaidens played with themselves to give Matthaios something to watch to get him allured even more, and the Demi-god gave them a smirk to tell them that he is loving the sight. Moments later, he beckons the one on the left in a demanding tone. "You, get over here."

"Yes, sire?" The handmaiden he called begins to crawl towards him, mounting in his lap.

"Since you two are doing such a terrific job on keeping me entertained while my mother is gone... Consider this as a reward." Matthaios wraps his arms around her waist, beginning to enter her using his massive length.

She gasped and squealed from how huge he is, resting her arms around his neck. "You are mistaken, my lord... This serves as your reward for being such a brave warrior~"

Matthaios puts the maid on the bed gently, getting on top of her to assert dominance. The other one starts to play with herself while watching her fellow handmaiden feel how he is on the bed, smiling at both of them. He starts to move his hips slowly, penetrating her thoroughly. It seems like the Champion of Sparta is too much for her to handle, but the pain turns into pleasure she is savoring over and over again.

Each thrust was vicious yet passionate, looking at the handmaiden's dazzling eyes while she rests her hands in his jawline. Her curvy body was shaking from the momentum he is causing, releasing a moan followed by a whimper. Matthaios kept on ramming his immense length on her womanhood, and she couldn't do anything but to hold for dear life and indulge the beast in him. The other servant is laughing at her, and Matthaios notices it.

"What at you laughing at? You are next in line." The Spartan Demi-god tells her that she is next, and she couldn't wait for mote.

"You could do me anytime you want, my lord~" She tolerates it, getting Matthaios' attention as she travels her hands around her body.

He was still exploring the handmaiden's body with his touch and kisses all over it, she still gets to smile although she is completely worn out from Matthaios' coarseness when it comes to love-making. And finally, he pulls away to do the other one. It was her turn now, and neither of them is turning back. She bends over in front of the Demi-god, shaking her bottom to get his attention. He starts gripping her hips, smacking it once more before going through her.

The servant that he did previously was catching her breath, chuckling at out to watch Matthaios doing the other one from behind. He surrounds her chest with his left arm, fondling her breasts firmly while hitting her walls roughly. Each thrust he does is making her groan, gritting her teeth since she also finds him tough to handle. She presses her body against the Champion of Sparta, holding his jaw, and gives him a sweet kiss.

"Oh, my lord... That's the spot." She arched her back, slightly shaking from it. Matthaios penetrates her even deeper by pressing her hips against his body, and its smacking sounds could be heard.

He slowed down, but it was barely noticeable. The handmaidens are now a pair of hot mess after being ravaged by Matthaios, but something is bothering him and it causes his sexual desires to fade away. It was because of someone that he thought of, thinking that he should quit playing and sleeping around with the handmaidens and do what needs to be done. He immediately pulled out from their session, putting his armor back before leaving the chamber.

"Where are you going, handsome?" The maid tried to persuade Matthaios since they were left undone.

"Begone." He swayed them off, walking out from his mother's chamber.

"But, my lord. Who's going to-"

"Play with yourselves. I have done enough to satisfy the two of you, now leave me alone." He sighed after dismissing them, going to the cliff located in Mount Olympus.

There, he remained. Looking at the blue sky, Matthaios knew he did something wrong and felt guilty about it. Sharing a bed with those who played a role in his days as an infant sounded too wrong for him, and not just that, he felt like he broke his promise he made back in the Death's Domain to his lover, Melinoe. He prevented himself by bringing himself out of the situation, thinking of what could be the consequences if he kept his sexually-driven actions.

It seemed like playtime is now over for the Champion of Sparta after concluding their session by ejecting himself from the handmaiden's touch., and perhaps, he is now focused on the set of objectives that Athena will offer later on. He might be ruthless and outstanding when it comes to being an elite warrior, but he is man enough to admit his mistakes and give regards to the Goddess of Ghosts that he wanted to be with. Still, this wasn't good for him as he starts overthinking about what he did because of carelessness.

"Eavesdropping as it seems, Matthaios?" A similar figure appears behind him.

"Yes, Artemis." He knew that it was the Goddess of Hunting.

"Chin up, Champion of Sparta. You should be celebrating from preventing the Persians to liberate Themiscyra." Artemis congratulates him for elevating the war on the island of the Amazons.

"Besides the victory, could you provide me the sole reason why I should?" Matthaios asks if there is something more to celebrate for.

"Aren't you glad that Sparta and its people did well in its rehabilitation? The Queen is safe and is with her lover." She tells the Demi-god that Sparta is now safe from the Persian attacks.

"Internally, yes. Tell me, Artemis. Am I too soft?" He started doubting himself again.

"Spartans are known for being tough and not prioritizing their emotions in terms of battle... Why do you ask, boy?" She finds it strange, especially for a Spartan to open up about his emotions.

"I am vulnerable." Matthaios faced the Goddess, sighing heavily.

"Vulnerable? Since when did you show your display of emotions?" She asked the Demi-god why is he being emotional.

Matthaios steps closer to Artemis. "I don't want these plaguing in my head."

"I do not expect the self-pity in you, but it is what I think it is. What drags you to the brink of sentiments?" Artemis asks him, bringing her sword down the ground.

"I'm in love, Artemis. But even my mother couldn't figure it out for me. Ah, the irony..."

"I am aware that your friend Heiron and the new Queen of Sparta's affection for each other is the courtesy of your mother, are you jealous that your mother didn't prioritize you?" She asked again.

"No... I do things myself. I am learning both of my roots." He sighed.

"Then why are you on the verge of procrastination?" She wanted to know the reason why he is brooding.

"The Goddess of Ghosts is who I'm courting, Artemis. And I broke the promise I made for us two." He reveals to her that he is with Melinoe.

"Getting laid with your mother's handmaidens isn't considered as your mistake, Matthaios." Athena unexpectedly appeared out of nowhere.

"Athena!" Both the Champion of Sparta and the Goddess of Hunting were alarmed by Athena's presence.

"Your mother is responsible for your urge of having sex with her handmaidens, and it seems like she succeeded in her... Experiment." The Goddess of Wisdom tells them that Aphrodite is tricking her son.

"I don't find this laughable at all... Me? Her son? You Gods might be tired of playing with the mortals so you decided to torment me." Matthaios turned his back from them, and Aphrodite was just chuckling earlier.

Her expressions changed her son Matthaios walked out from Mount Olympus, she was worried about his reaction since he didn't take it too well. She just wishes to lessen his acts of being tense, but it ended up being worse. She stopped her son from exiting Mount Olympus, asking where is he going.

"Where are you headed, my son?" Aphrodite asked in a weak tone.

"I'm going back to Sparta, and shouldn't you be apologizing?" Matthaios crossed his arms.

"I just wanted to make you and the handmaidens seeking fun... Turns out that I was mistaken. Forgive me for my clumsiness, my son." She did apologize, however, but Matthaios just grunted in displeasure.

"I'll give you enough time to think of it, mother. Now if you excuse me, I'm going back to the city where I belong."

To be continued...