tr_fic | New Chapter: Book I, Chap IV (Reply)

Title: By Their Own Follies They Perished Book I Chapter IV
Pairings & Characters: Bastian Schweinsteiger / Lukas Podolski, Raul / Guti, Villa & Silva, Raul / OFC, Paolo Maldini / Sandro Nesta / OFC
Rating: Uh…R I’m going to say
Dedication: To my dearest friends,

pretty_panther &

x_acid_queen_x
A/N: At the end

Previous Parts:
Book I: Chapter I | Chapter II | Chapter III

There was not a time that Paolo could ever remember being so fully satiated. At least not from human hands. Sandro was a divine lover and could bring out such erotic highs that sometimes scared him, not that he would ever admit it of course. However, having thought for so long that Sandro would be the only person, godlike or mortal, that would ever bring such a result from him it was somewhat shocking to him that this maiden, Madelina, did just that.

The god of war lie on his back staring at the natural stone ceiling of a medium-sized cave that they had found in the mountainside. Sandro and he had helped Madelina out of her maidens clothing quite quickly and had proceeded to seduce her entirely. Not only was she insatiably tasteful, but also she had a quick-study attitude and helped both he and Sandro to amazing heights of pleasure.

Now Sandro was curled behind her sleeping form, just stroking her hair soothingly as he looked at Paolo. Madelina was curling against Paolo’s human form and he had so long missed the pleasures of simply holding another naked person close.

As morning drew nearer, Sandro kissed the maiden awake and Paolo held her as she stirred.

“Maid, you have enraptured us heart and soul.” Paolo spoke deeply. Sandro nodded as he rose with her and held her body against his. “Please, do us the great honor of being only ours.”

“W-what are you asking of me?”

“We ask,” Sandro kissed her shoulder affectionately, “that no other mortal or god touch you but us. We would like to be your most humble servants.”

Paolo and Sandro both heard the intake of breath. Then she sighed happily and leaped forward into a surprised Paolo’s lap as she threw her arms about him and started kissing him. She did not forget Sandro as soon as she was done with Paolo, she kissed him in turn.

“I say yes, always I shall be yours.”

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Lukas’ hand ghosted across blonde Bastian’s hair as the sun rose and warmed his naked back. He knew the young man would have slight discomfort now due to the positions he had put him in, but he would soon grow accustomed to it and adapt. Of that, Lukas was sure.

The young golden one, as Lukas had decided should be his name, slept on his side and was trying to curl around him. It would have worked had not Lukas’ human form be disappearing with the sunrise. While he was still visible to human eyes, Lukas was taking in Bastian’s beauty. He longed to stay but such was his fate that he leave when the sun rose; the price of being a god.

When Bastian felt the sun on his face he awoke. He was immediately saddened when he saw that Lukas was gone. Lukas’ heart broke when he saw the great sadness on the boy’s face. For he was not gone, he was still there. However, his opacity was that of a thin mist.

Lukas summoned a bird to sing a song that would cheer Bastian enough until he could be with him again. Seeing his love get up and redress with a heavy air, Lukas decided that he too should return to his home.

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Guti watched with great annoyance as Villa tossed a golden orb up and down in his hand. The blonde god had his hands clenched on the arms of his throne as the god of mischief relaxed on a cloud puff as Raul was giving him a ‘stern talking-to’.

“…furthermore, I do not think you fully appreciate the consequences of what you’ve done.” Raul concluded with his arms crossed across his broad chest.

“Is that it Raul?” Villa asked with a quirked eyebrow. “Can I go now, sire?”

“Villa!” Raul roared with such force the Macedonians feared an earthquake. “Don’t you dare act like you don’t know what you’ve done!”

“Well what has happened has happened. It cannot be undone. So…let events happen as they do, father.” The last word was whispered in a great hushed tone as Villa disappeared from sight.

Guti rose from his throne and came to rest behind Raul. He hugged the greater god from behind as the great man sighed.

“Are all offspring from Sirens that bad?”

“Well…” Guti replied a moment later, “they are Sirens…the mischievous creatures. I really wish you would do something about them.”

“And have John mad at me? You know as well as I that if anything were to happen to the Sirens, then John would have no one besides Frank to be with.” Raul turned and started walking towards one of the meadows.

“I do, but the Sirens aren’t exactly a giggling bunch of nymphs if you catch my drift.”

“Clearly. My son is a clear example of that.” Raul sighed wearily again. “I just hope that the young nobleman makes a better decision than I.”

Guti did not know what to say in response to that, so he just held onto Raul’s side as they watched Villa kick water from a pond towards a flock of birds and Silva would deflect the water away before it got any of the birds wet.

A Behind The Scenes Look:

If anybody is interested in the actual mythology / history of this, I tweaked the origins of Eris (aka Villa) for this story. In mythology, Eris’ (the goddess of discord) birth suggests that she is the daughter of Hera and Zeus. While Guti and Raul are great together, they cannot reproduce together. SO…I opted for Raul to mate with an unnamed Siren and bada bing bada boom, Villa. More on Sirens

Also, I just added the part about Hermes (Lukas) disappearing into the air like mist. I have read but haven't found any evidence of Hermes disappearing like that but he is described as 'sneaky' and 'cunning' so...my imagination filled in the finer details.