Demeter ∾ Δημήτηρ (thesmophoros) wrote in nevermore_logs, @ 2011-05-31 07:24:00 |
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Entry tags: | demeter, poseidon |
WHO: Demeter & Poseidon
WHEN: Monday night
WHERE: Somewhere in NYC...
WHAT: Messed up Olympians and the joys they bring to everyone.
WARNINGS: murder, violence, sex and all things in between
At this time of year Demeter should have been the most nurturing of creatures, the all-giving provider to humanity. But without Persephone it was just not possible. The goddess of spring was required to shift the balances of seasons inside Demeter, because without her only more darkness came. She was the all-destroying mother, the indiscriminate destruction of nature, and the humans were the ones suffering because of it.
Tonight she had walked from her home without purpose and the man that tried to approach her in the alley should have known better. Whether he'd meant her harm or not, Demeter didn't know. Whether he'd meant her harm or not, Demeter didn't care.
Her hand found his throat and she lifted him from the ground, watching his face with cold detachment as he kicked and squirmed, the sounds of him chocking to death meaning very little to her.
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[info]neptune_storm
2011-05-30 06:08 pm UTC (link) Track This
Poseidon and Demeter were more alike than either of them realized. Both violent in nature when what was lost to them never returned. Just like Persephone was to his sister, Amphitrite was his sore spot. With her gone, not enough spoken between them for him to be satisfied Poseidon closed up letting his rage speak. There was less and less of what good may even be left. It wasn't even hanging on by a thread. Amphitrite had rejected him again and that stung.
As he strode down the darkened streets he felt that surge of energy. What a shock to see his sister with her hands clasped tightly around a mortal neck. Leaning up against the wall he clapped loud and slow. "My, my, where the hell have you been," he spoke with a snide smirk. It was sexy to see her show some punch.
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[info]thesmophoros
2011-05-30 06:14 pm UTC (link) Track This
Demeter had felt her brother's approach but hadn't let the man go. She didn't loosen her grip until she felt his pulse die under her hand. Then she dropped the body, letting it go tumbling to the ground in a tangle of limbs, tongue hanging from its mouth.
"Maybe you haven't been looking hard enough," Demeter said, remaining still but turning her head to look over her shoulder at him. Her voice was low, gravel and stone rumbling together from her lips, and her dark hair hung around her face like some cliche horror movie ghost.
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[info]neptune_storm
2011-05-30 06:41 pm UTC (link) Track This
He kicked the broken and limp body on the ground. "Not even discreet." His clapping ended as he approached. There was a fire, a vengeance in her eyes, he hadn't seen it before. Not so strongly. "Trying to outdo me on the body count? Who knew you had it in you. Or maybe you just need a little force. If this is all it takes I hope Hades keeps that girl all year around."
His obsession with Demeter always ran parallel to Amphitrite. He hated and loved his sister at the same time. He different they would both be now had the relationship never changed.
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[info]thesmophoros
2011-05-30 06:49 pm UTC (link) Track This
Demeter turned to him properly, looking up at his face. "He can keep her forever for all I care," the dark goddess breathed.
What she said was becoming more true with every hour that passed. As much as Demeter desired to have Persephone back with her, it was difficult to think of who she had been with her daughter by her side. She was coming too far from the gentle woman that loved Persephone, stepping instead into darkness, embracing destruction. She would still punish everyone for taking her, but Persephone had no place with Demeter anymore.
"Does this mean you heard about Ambrose?" Demeter asked him, a slow expression of dark pleasure creeping onto her features. "Two hundred souls and every one of them mine."
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[info]neptune_storm
2011-05-30 07:01 pm UTC (link) Track This
"It didn't slip my radar," he teased, his own fire mirroring the strength she displayed now. Not broken and distraught like the woman he'd taken before, playing against her depression with his twisted lust. He grinned closing in on her personal space as he so often did.
This new side of Demeter excited him.
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[info]thesmophoros
2011-05-30 07:06 pm UTC (link) Track This
"No," Demeter murmured as she pressed a palm flat against his chest. Then she pushed him backwards and into the wall behind him, but she moved as well, her body still near when he hit the bricks. Still her voice was low. "I'm sure you wanted to be there to congratulate me yourself."
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[info]neptune_storm
2011-05-30 07:17 pm UTC (link) Track This
"Mmmmhmmm," he hummed, that smirk in place. His breath escaped at the jolt against the wall. He kept his eyes lowered looking at her from under slited eyes and a low growl. He did not push her back, nor throw her around, a sick part of him was enjoying this. Demeter was the closest thing he had to Amphitrte, and with this new rage she offered the line between them was slim.
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[info]thesmophoros
2011-05-30 07:24 pm UTC (link) Track This
"Sorry I'm not looking my best," Demeter told him with a small smirk. And it was true, because she didn't look like the curvaceous and bountiful harvest goddess. She looked more like some deranged escaped mental patient, all skin and bones and with that dangerous shine in her eyes.
She leaned up to whisper with her lips against his ear, her body pressed against his, her breathing matching Poseidon's. "Do you still want me, baby brother?"
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[info]neptune_storm
2011-05-30 07:42 pm UTC (link) Track This
His eyes closed at that sound, feeling her heartbeat vibrate against his chest. His lips parted ever so slightly, sucking that air in and out through his teeth. There was such a thrill running through his spine at hearing her ask that so willingly. Poseidon was no fool, be he was desperate to hang onto anything that kept Amphitrite close.
Her words tingled against his ear, his heartbeat jumping a few steps forward. There was no denying the fatal attraction he still held for Demeter.
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[info]thesmophoros
2011-05-30 07:47 pm UTC (link) Track This
She didn't wait for an answer from him and the kiss from Demeter was brutal and violent, no love in it, no tenderness, nothing to suggest that she didn't still hate him with every fibre of her being. She despised Poseidon and yet she kissed him fiercely, shoving him back harder into that wall
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[info]neptune_storm
2011-05-30 08:06 pm UTC (link) Track This
His mouth was as destructive as hers. Vicious, biting and forceful. She shoved him harder and he let her, that excitement only growing stronger. Neither of them were well for the wear, Demeter possibly in a rougher condition than himself but he fed off her hate.
He gripped her waist tightly, grinding her against him as he felt the burn of brick slide down his back.
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[info]thesmophoros
2011-05-30 08:20 pm UTC (link) Track This
Demeter's free hand found the fly of his trousers as they kissed, blood from one of them on her tongue. She didn't know (or quite care) whose blood it was.
She hated Poseidon. She hated him more deeply than she had once loved him, because in the beginning of the world he had been everything to Demeter and now, at what felt like the end of the world, he was once again everything. The only thing. The world was a blank slate filled with pain and emptiness and loneliness. So although to be touched by the brother she despised would bring her no happiness at least, for just a moment, she wasn't alone in against the coldness of the world.
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[info]neptune_storm
2011-05-30 08:36 pm UTC (link) Track This
He wasn't sure why she had changed her direction, she was throwing back his own violence. He grinned against her mouth, both playing the dominant lead in this battle.
He growled against her mouth, fingers digging into her sides bruising skin and feeling bone against them. Switching course he pushed off the wall pressing her against it now. While he'd rather have her face burried against that brick slab, eating it, he was turned on by her dominance.
He hoisted her up against the wall hands as working against the waist of her own clothing.
Both of them were using the other so cleverly if only to not feel so alone and desolate when the ones that held them together were stripped away.
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[info]thesmophoros
2011-05-30 08:45 pm UTC (link) Track This
The both of them were shadows of themselves without Persephone, without Amphitrite. Demeter was desperate for a shred of anything to cling to and Poseidon would do. He would tie her to the past when things had been better, when they'd all been powerful, when nothing could stop any of them.
Demeter grunted against her brother's lips as he back hit the wall and her own fingers could feel the bones close beneath Poseidon's flesh, just like hers. (The two of them, just shadows, nothing more, nothing solid or real.)
She wriggled to get her trousers down over her hips, her hand inside Poseidon's own pants. Needing him right now more than she was disgusted by him.
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[info]neptune_storm
2011-05-30 09:02 pm UTC (link) Track This
Having Demeter wouldn't curb the loneliness, the emptiness the both of them felt. Both hungering for more than just what lusting bodies could grab. It was as if Persephone and Amphitrite were the glue. The soul behind what was otherwise a dark and empty person.
This could end a bloody and beaten mess and it only made it all the more intoxicating. Both clinging tomsomething that wasn't there. To feel power back under their fingertips. He crushed her against that wall once both free from any restraints, the pressure, the anger, the hate and loneliness all coming to a head.
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[info]thesmophoros
2011-05-30 09:53 pm UTC (link) Track This
The last time that Poseidon had had Demeter like this (the only time), the earth mother had screamed and cried and fought with all her strength to escape him. She had transformed herself to escape him and somehow the violation was lessened in that he had never had never true body in that rape.
But now they were both in their real bodies, god-forms even if they were weakened. And this time she was not only a willing participant but the instigator. She wrapped her legs around Poseidon's waist, yanking him closer to her with a moan against his lips.
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[info]neptune_storm
2011-05-30 10:21 pm UTC (link) Track This
His fingers dug against her flesh, teeth gnashing each other, twisted tongues the further they pulled themselves into this dark and angry pit. Just abusing one another. His hands raked down the brick, those tiny beads under the concrete biting against his hands and nails as he slid his fingers down. It may have been emotionless bit it was a moment they both had some feeling if not in the parallel of their real issues.
His breath was short, just that pounding in his chest, slick skin and a desire for her that had always been there. Had she given into him like this before, it still wouldn't have been enough, but right now it was something. For a moment no matter how bizarre and twisted he could have Amphitrite.
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[info]thesmophoros
2011-05-30 10:32 pm UTC (link) Track This
I hate you, Demeter wanted to tell him as they kissed. I hate you more than anything. It filled every part of her, that hatred for him, and yet here she was in some dark alley fucking him. This would solve nothing. This would only create more pain and more emptiness and there was a knife in the back of Demeter's jacket that she was ready to sink into her brother's guts.
Blood. Death. Sex. Loss. Everything was becoming confused.
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[info]neptune_storm
2011-05-30 10:50 pm UTC (link) Track This
He could feel that hate, it seared off her like the heat between their bodies. The rise and fall of their uneven breathing and clinging to the closest thing he had to his wife. This was where obsession, love and had blurred so closely together.
That final motion, the release of her legs from his waist and the wall and the annoying thought of how easily he'd taken her and how easily she'd given him exactly what he'd always wanted from her.
Poseidon held his head up resituating his pants and buckling his belt. There was a silence hanging heavy in the air.
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[info]thesmophoros
2011-05-30 10:58 pm UTC (link) Track This
Weak and breathless, Demeter pulled her pants back up, buttoning them as her messy hair fell over her face. When she looked at her brother her expression was as cold as ever although her cheeks were now flushed.
From behind her Demeter drew out the knife and let him see it in the dim light of the alley. But instead of attacking she just slipped the blade into the front of her pants, sharp and still cool against her burning skin.
She turned her attention to the dead man who still lay nearby, giving him a poke of interest with her shoe, before carrying on away from Poseidon. She didn't say a word, not even the biting comment of go back to your wife.
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