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“what in the Gods names…”
That was the first thing you murmured in your sleep deprived state. You could've sworn you only closed your eyes for a few minutes, and the next thing you knew you were woken up by the warm rays of sunlight kissing gently at your skin.
That wasn't what concerned you though, no. It was the fact that you were no longer in your bed, rather than laying down atop of soft almost silk like grass in the dab center of a forest clearing. Trees surrounded you from each side, the sun shining brightly through the thick, green and full treetops, Apollos doing most likely.
You slowly picked yourself off of the ground, trying to make sense of your surroundings whilst dusting yourself off. For what exact reason were you here? How did you manage to get here?
You looked around, inspecting the trees to see if you maybe recognized where you were, but that all fell through. Your confused and frustrated expression must've looked crazy and hilarious to an outsider, which it frankly did.
Out of the corner of your eye you saw movement, too quick for you to register what the creature looked like. Following alongside the said movement you saw, came a muffled giggle, most likely attempted to be concealed but it got the better of whoever sought your situation so funny.
You hastily snapped your head towards your right side from where the sound came from, gouging your eyes to try and spot whoever you were dealing with but you saw nothing. As if on cue the sound of a branch being shook slightly alerted you.
“Up here darling.”
A voice was heard from somewhere higher up the trees, a fit of giggles following short after. Your attention quickly snapped up, quickly spotting the man who sat atop one sturdy branch, clearly amused by the looks of his expression.
“Hermes?”
Your voice came off more dumbfounded than confused, now more aware that you weren't alone at all.
“Oh and here i thought you forgot about me already, darling”
He responded, shifting to fly down from the tree, stopping to float just a fair distance away from you.
“What exactly do you want from me?”
Your tone held a bit of edge and spite to it, now convinced that he's the culprit who has dragged you out into the open.
“What?~ Can't a God just want to visit one of his oh so devoted mortals?~”
Hermes dragged his words, feigning innocence which he immediately dropped with a laugh as soon as he caught your unconvinced face.
“Well…~ You're here to pay me back of course!”
He exclaimed rather joyfully, though it caught you off guard, majorly. Your expression shifted to something more of confusion, hand subconsciously moving to fix your hair that the slight breeze ruffled up.
“Pay you back ? We made no deals Hermes.”
Your voice and naivety apparently amused him greatly, cause in response he gave something between a laugh and a scoff.
“Have you already forgotten? You owe me little one, the time you oh so decided to steal from the suitors out of spite?~”
Oh
…..
Oh.
Your brain short circuited for a moment, how could you forget? You only managed to get away with stealing from the pathetic excuses of men, Queen Penelope's suitors, was because Hermes had helped you, in which you now owed him a favor of his liking. Anything and everything.
“You seem a little quiet there birdie, don't tell me you did forget?”
Hermes shot you an amused grin, but before you could open your mouth to plead your case, his feet lowered down onto the ground, now standing in front of you. Your form went rigid from the fact that he was still towering over you, even when down on the ground.
“Anyway~ I’ve decided that i want that favor returned now, and i have the perfect thing in mind..~”
Hermes’ voice dropped lower near the end, his hand moving to slide off his chiton, which by now was barely covering his chest seeing that it hung on one shoulder and off the other, slowly pulling it down to bunch up at his waist. Amidst his actions his face held a grin whilst he took slow steps towards you.
It took so much willpower not to show any emotion or gawk at him, you just took a step back each time he moved closer, your words dying down in your throat as your eyes darted around, looking anywhere but at him.
At your reaction he stopped his pacing a foot from you, letting out a laugh at your disheveled expression and plopped down to sit on the ground. With a flick of his fingers he materialized a vile of some sorts, which held a rich olive color, olive oil.
You stopped your movement in confusion, slightly tilting your head at what exactly he wanted from you, and why did he need olive oil for it. As if reading your thoughts, he spoke up once more to snap you out of your trance.
“Simple is all, i want a massage~”
He shrugged his shoulders in a nonchalant sense, playing with the vile of olive oil in his hand as he waited for you to say something.
You just stared at him, eyebrows knitted together as you crossed your arms.
“I'm not doing that.”
You shortly responded, barely uttering out a word because of the initial shock of his earlier shenanigans still active.
“I'm not sure if you understood correctly little dove, you owe me this, meaning you have no say in if you agree or not~”
Hermes replied, casually throwing the vile into your direction and watching you stumble to catch it so it doesn't break with an amused expression. As you held the vile in your hand you could only stare as the olive oil swished inside of it, letting out a little huff at his antics before looking down at him once more.
“And why in Apollo's name do you of all people need a massage, i thought Gods never get exhausted nor hurt?”
You questioned, moving to sit down behind him and popping the vile open. He in response gave a hum.
“Yeah but it's hilarious to make you mortals do things like this”
You couldn't see his face but you could feel his smug smirk even from behind him, oh how badly did you want to dump the olive oil all over his head.
You stayed quiet after that, pouring out some of the oil onto your hand and placing the vile down safely. You lathered your hands in said liquid before hesitantly moving to touch his back.
“I thought i asked for a massage, not for a cooling off session hm?~”
Hermes jested at the fact that your hands were cold against his warm back, you hadn't quite started doing anything, more so getting the courage to move your hands instead of keeping them in one place. You genuinely hoped that he could feel the glare you were giving him just about now.
After a few moments you started moving your hands across the tight muscles on his back, rubbing in circular motion mimicking the act of giving a massage. You could say that the olive oil was a big help, helping you glide your hands instead of harshly creating a burning and painful friction from just dry skin on skin contact. You started off with kneading the flesh at the base of his neck before going lower and lower from time to time. Your fingers lightly grazing his spine, to which each time he shuddered the slightest bit. After a while you deemed the job good enough, being glad that this was over, but Hermes apparently had something else in mind.
“Hey woah, where do you think you're going darling?~”
He teased as you got up from sitting behind him, you picked up the vile before you responded.
“I gave you your massage?”
To which he snickered, grabbing your wrist before pulling you down in front of him.
“Who said you were done? You still have work to do~”
Hermes’ tone implied a whole lot more, it took you awhile to realize that he wanted you to really massage him, and by that he meant everywhere. You didn't quite realize that the whole time you were gazing at him up and down until he snapped his fingers in front of your face.
“I know i'm blessed and all, darling, but eyes are up here~”
He teased you, and that's mostly what got you flustered all of a sudden. Your composure had been kept up until now, and goddamnit why did he have to say that while he was looking at you like that?
You just gave off a scoff before opening the vile once more, in the meantime he leaned back onto his elbows as you lathered your hands in the same olive colored liquid from before. You moved a bit closer to him, unsure of how exactly to approach this.
“Don't be shy birdie, i don't bite unless you make me~”
He gave you a wink, to which you shot him a look before leaning just the tiniest bit over him. Hands trembling as you tried your best to not linger in any area of his front for too long, fingers smoothly gliding and spreading the olive oil across his chest and lower. You took your sweet ass time whilst doing so, but you also took your time to actually look at him.
From the way his tan skin felt hot under your touch, glistening covered in olive oil underneath the streams of sunlight daring to peek and glow against him. His stomach which flexed slightly underneath your touch, feeling smooth but hard to the touch. To his plump but strong chest, the way it was accentuated underneath the beaming sun, and how the olive oil added depth and glow to it, and how his pert n-
A snort made you snap out of your daze, looking up at Hermes who had an eyebrow raised, hidden in the shadow of his hat the same way his eyes were, but the grin he was giving you, oh Gods-
“You were staring you know?”
His voice filled your ears like a melody, you then realized that you hadn't moved your hands from his chest in quite a bit, too lost in admiring him. You gave off a flustered cough before continuing with massaging his front without saying anything. Though seemingly the Gods were not on your side this time, in that moment you realized how naked and vulnerable he actually was underneath your fingertips. His chiton was the only thing covering his lower half, though only by a little since the top of it was scrunched around his waist.
Seemingly you got sidetracked once more hence the fact that his hand was now reaching out to hold you by your jaw as you froze in place, one hand against his hard warm chest as the other had you supported while leaning forward.
“You keep getting distracted darling, do we have a problem, hm?”
His voice, oh Gods his voice- it was more beautiful than any melody you have heard, the way he was grinning, the way his eyes were hidden by his hat, and the way he was now leaning close to your face.
“Mmm, maybe i have underestimated what you could be good for, for i have gotten a new idea on how you can repay me..~”
Hermes absolutely knew what he was doing, and you absolutely knew what was ought to happen.
Well fuck.