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Fantasy Son's and Daughters of Olympus

Alissa quickly made her way to the beach and spotted her quite fit and good looking body. "Hey, ready to hit the waves?" She said while holding her board beside her and putting her hip out slightly.
 
((Woah. First time actually RPing romance.))


Kay said what was expected of him, seeing her in a bikini, smiling automatically as well. "You look great." It was true, but it didn't change the fact he didn't feel the least bit attracted to her. "I'm ready. What do I do?"
 
Alissa smiles while walking over with her board. "Well first things first. While in the water your laying on your stomach and padding with your arms. You normally have to keep an eye out for the biggest waves. When you see them you start padding away and stand up just as your in the middle of the wave." She said while looking at him.
 
He accepted her hand; standing up. He slowly took her hand up to hid lips, kissing it softly.


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Fawn watched them from across the room, her back leant against the wall. She let out a giggle as her eyes turned pink, shooting Idris in the back as she looked at Romeo.


(Everyone has been put into an illusion where all the roles are reversed)
 
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Idris glanced back, sensing a love arrow hitting her in the back. Her eyes met her half-sister Fawn's and promised revenge. As if she wasn't already too much in love with the guy. It was all she could do not to.... convince... him into her bed. Her heart beat faster as he pressed his lips to the back of her hand, but she kept her expression neutral. She walked with him and got some food, sitting down and eating it without really tasting it. Too overwhelmed with his presence. It was kind of funny, though. Her feelings towards him were the same as always, but they didn't feel right. Like... something was wrong about them. Same with her usual, flirtatious behavior, and the fact that she couldn't seem to color coordinate today. She let out a quiet sigh through her nose.


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Kay did as Alissa had instructed, forgetting that he was here with his girlfriend, and just enjoying the feel of the water. He stood up on the board smoothly as soon as he was in the middle of the wave, riding it like he'd been doing it his whole life, instinctively putting his left hand out to touch the inside of the tube. It was a delicious feeling, one he'd never thought he'd have any interest in before.
 
"Not today," Freya said with a laugh, trying to ignore the rush of adrenaline that flooded her body when she touched him. She pushed back and winked at him "Maybe tomorrow," before skipping towards the mess hall. She sat down at one of the tables with a plate of toast and a cup of coffee, trying to wonder why everything felt so wrong today.


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Abby walked out of her room, wearing only a towel. She had dried her hair but couldn't find her hair straighteners. She walked over to Demetri's room and knocked on the door, not having looked in. "Hey Demetri have you seen...." she said, looking up from the floor to see Madison. She blushed bright red and began to stutter nervously. "Oh gods I'm so sorry.... I didn't realise she would.... that you would be here," she said turning and hurrying back to her room. But it wasn't just embarrassment that she was feeling. Her heart felt like it was about to shatter after seeing him kiss someone else. It sickened her.
 
''Tchh..'' Hunter made as a noise shoving his hands in his pockets. He walked towards the mess hall with her to get breakfast with the other. He saw Demetri talk with his fiancee and he almost like laughing out loud as he saw him being all embarrassed. Funnily enough, Hunter was his best friend. The only guy who knew everything about him. He looked back at Freya and seeing those birds attached to her felt weird, " What's up with and those creepy birds?'' he asked biting his toast.


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Demetri blushed crimson red as he placed his computer on his bed and stood up abrutly like he wanted to put reasoning into this action. But it wasn't necessary. Why did have to do this? She was his sister and this wasn't unnatural. He looked back at Madison.'' I'm going to go ask her opinion,'' he lied with a smile a bit confused of his action, '' I'll be back.'' he added walking out of his bedroom and closing his door. He walked towards Abby's and knocked on the door. First thing he said, '' I can explain''
 
"They're mechanical," Freya said. "They attack on command," she added with a smirk as she ripped a piece of toast and popped it into her mouth.


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Abby turned her back to him, dashing the tears away on the backs of her hands. She didn't know why she was crying, but in the darkness of the room she hoped he couldn't see it. "You don't have to explain, you were spending time with your fiancee," she said in a voice thick with emotion. She wanted to scream at their mother, asking her why she had to be the mother to both of them. She would give anything right now to be anyone elses child.
 
Hunter looked at her confused, '' But I thought....?'' Hunter hesitated before talking as he was about to say; I thought you were Aphrodite's daughter. But he knew she wasn't. He only had memories of her doing some crazy shit mechanical stuff and him trying to destroy it for the pleasure of it. He shrugged and pulled out one redbull from somewhere and drank it all in one shit. '' Nevermind.'' he simply said wiping the back of his mouth. Freya was just his next victim in this universe.


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Demetri looked at her from behind. Both his eyes on her exposed shoulders and he dropped his gaze to the floor. '' Then why are you crying? '' he asked. Everything he did today was either unusual or simply wrong. He was a shy guy yet, all he did today was asking things that made him embarrass after or simply was bolder.
 
Abby pulled him into the room and closed the door, leaning against it. She looked him in the eye, showing him everything she felt but not saying a word. She'd never openly spoken of how she felt, and neither had he, but she knew. "You know why," she said quietly as another tear rolled down her cheek.


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"You thought what?" she asked with a frown, eating another piece of toast. Swallowing it she looked up at him and wondered. "Do you think if things had been different, we could have been friends?" she asked, raising an eyebrow at him.
 
Demetri chuckled a bit as he fought back for his blush not to appear, '' Brother complex?'' he proposed. But he wasn't stupid too. He knew why but was purposely ignoring it. They couldn't be like that and will never become that.


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Hunter laughed,' HA! Yeah sure whatever. Maybe on your weirdest dream.'' he said laughing at her. '' You are annoying as fuck and only your body seems pleasure for me. That face of yours is always gloomy. No fun at all. If I was your friend, I would want to kill myself right that moment.'' he said playfully. Usually, he would of meant it but right now, everything seemed like a joke since he was actually considering it and telling himself otherwise.
 
She laughed sadly, looking down at her feet. "Something like that," she said, tightening her hold on the towel. It was the only thing she was wearing and knowing her luck, she'd drop it if she wasn't clinging to it. She didn't know what else to say. She was resisting the urge to kiss him, even just the once, just to see what it felt like but she couldn't. It was wrong. And yet her love for him was the only thing that felt right.


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Freya's lip twitched. "If you killed yourself then we'd both win," she said with a playful smile. She was hiding behind her humour and she knew it. She wanted to sleep with him, badly, but she'd never done anything like that before.
 
Demetri looked around her room, her scent filling his nose and how everything seemed plain weird. His look ended up on her. Her reddish lips that seemed so inviting, her blue eyes which showed so much feelings and her perfect body that would fit perfectly on him. He reddened in embarrassment as he scratched his head nervously, '' Hmm Hmm, would you like to give me an opinion on how my marriage should be?'' he asked '' Madison and I was wondering if you would like to....help in my room.'' he added.


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The son of Hades laughed loudly, '' I won't ever let you win something like that. I'll drive you crazy before.'' He said flirtatiously insinuating what probably will happen tomorrow. '' I always wondered why you resist me sooooo much when you know you want me.''
 
"Of course I want you," Freya said with a smirk. "But I've got to make you chase just little," she laughed.


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Abby laughed bitterly. "Why should I help you plan your wedding to a woman you don't love?" she asked rhetorically, really wanting to ask why she should help plan a wedding that wasn't to her but it was never something that they would have. "We both know she'll never be enough for you, for someone else she could be but not for you. And it's not that I don't like her, because I do. I think she's great but she isn't right for you."
 
He ate quietly, finishing his plate; his eyes focused onto Idris. He had always felt this way towards her, but it felt... Strange. His caramel eyes locked on hers, his heart speeding slightly. "To compare thee, to a summers day, would be an understatement." He breathed, his back suddenly aching.


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Fan giggled, her hair softly flowing in beautiful, almost white, gentle ringlets down her back. She looked at her acrilic nails, inspecting them, blowing on the tips gently.


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Idris ignored Romeo's gaze as best she could, knowing she was giving off waves of love he probably didn't know was her fault. She flirted back at him, still feeling oddly uncomfortable. "And to compare thee to Shakespeare would be a poor representation of the most famous poet in England." She didn't look straight at him, but she smiled softly, prettily.
 
He smirked, watching her soft smile. "Aren't you one for history and words." He ran a hand through his messy black hair. He saw her hand on the table, slowly moving his, so his finger tips were on top on hers.
 
How he loved playing with her. Idris felt her blood pressure shoot up several degrees as the warmth of his hand mingled with hers. Not being too conspicuous, she slid her fingers out from under his. It was wrong, him flirting with her. Her flirting with him. She kept her smile on, but was struggling to keep her feelings from overflowing. "I thought the one who plays with words was you."
 
He felt saddened as she withdrew her hand, keeping it to himself. "To play with words is to play with the knowledge of those who pried wisdom before you; to express ones way in ways a indescribable other then sound." He knew it was wrong, but he couldn't help himself. He slid his hand slowly closer, interlocking his fingers softly with hers in under laden desire.
 
As Romeo's fingers entwined around hers, she only managed to keep her breath from hitching. Her voice only barely shook as she spoke in easy banter. "And yet you choose a way older than words themselves to express yourself." She turned her face away from him, so he wouldn't see anything in it. Unconsciously, she unleashed a wave of lust.
 
Romeo was completely hooked. His body took in the waves of lust, his eyes looking at her hungrily. "Mistake me not, for there are older ways for one to express ones self." He stood out of his chair, standing her up. Holding her chin gently he crashed his lips onto hers, savouring the taste.
 
She was instantly swept away by his hard kiss. In the back of her brain, she recognized that she was a surprisingly sloppy kisser for a girl with so many memories of meaningless kisses, but emotion masked her rational thought. Placing her hands on his shoulders, she kissed him back, pressing her body in little undulating motions against his. When her bottom half pressed against his hardness, a moan rattled through her mouth, vibrating into the kiss. The moan shook her back to reality, and she put pressure against his shoulders weakly, trying convince herself to break away from the kiss.
 
He trailed his tongue along her bottom slowly, teasing. He knew it was wrong, but he couldn't control himself, he couldn't break away. He moaned quietly against her lips, cupping her jawline in his hands. He removed one hand from her jawline, travelling down her body, to her hips, squeezing lustfully.
 
Idris felt every touch like his hands were fire, burning her, even through her clothes. She curled her hands into fists and tried pushing against his shoulders again, though she still couldn't muster up much strength to fight him. Her legs felt like they were turning into jelly and she wanted nothing more than to be pushed down and taken by him. "No.." She moaned against his lips, but that just let his tongue in so it danced against hers, making her want him more.


"Stop..." She groaned, without much conviction. She mustered one last effort to pull herself away, but pushing her shoulders back only pressed her lower half more tightly against his. "Oh God, Romeo." Her eyes were completely closed and she knew she was lost. She flung her arms around his neck and wrapped one leg around his waist, her whole body flush against his, now, her chest crushed against his. "Take me." She whimpered at him. Warning signals began flaring in her brain that this was very, very wrong, but she ignored them all.
 

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