Hephaestus by Cree Storm

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Hera and Aries have taken over Olympus. The other Gods have one chance to free Zeus and take his rightful place. However, in order to do so the other Gods must be willing to sacrifice their freedom for his. They have only a short time to accomplish this and the stones will lead the way. Twelve keys will release Zeus from Icarus and those keys are each a mate to the chosen ones. Each obstacle is a labor Hercules is all too familiar with.  Can they succeed before their time runs out or are they all doomed?

Finding out his mate is a griffin and blind as well does not stop Hephaestus from pursuing the man. When his mate Timmy discovers that Hera was behind the attack that killed his family and there are more survivors, Hephaestus must go and help save the others and keep Timmy alive while doing it.

Why I wrote Hephaestus

I am a firm believer that beauty is truly from within. I have seen some people that externally are gorgeous but internally they are hideous and to me, that makes them ugly all over. I had always planned that Timmy was going to be blind. However, it was important to me to make sure that at some point he would be able to see. To show people, that blind or not, Hephaestus was beautiful. That if you can see into a person, and that person has a beautiful soul, that to the one they are with, they are beautiful and flawless. Nothing else matters. I really hope that I got that point across in Hephaestus.

STORY EXCERPT

Wyatt and Hephaestus snapped their heads in the direction of the table to see Theseus on his knees picking up broken glass as Timmy stood there with his hands on his hips and tapping his foot as he rumbled, “Would you two knock it the fuck off? I am tired of hearing you guys argue.”

Theseus stood up and took the broken glass to the trash and dumped it then returned with a broom and said as he swept, “I must say that I do agree with your mate Hephaestus. I mean you and Wyatt have been going at it since we got here.”

Hephaestus huffed and then finally said, “Theseus, you know how important this is to me.”

“I know, Heph, but arguing is not going to help anything,” Theseus said as he walked back to the table and sat back down.

Timmy plopped in his seat as he said in frustration, “I don’t understand? What is so important to you? You are confusing me.”

No one said anything for so long that Timmy started to get antsy. He could tell everyone was staring, but no one was talking. Finally not being able to take it anymore, Timmy threw up his hands. “What?”

Wyatt walked over to Timmy and knelt down as he clasped his hands. “Timmy, Zeus has been taken and placed in Icarus by Hera and Aries.”

“Holy cow!” Gasped Timmy.

“That isn’t all,” Theseus said quietly.

Timmy turned toward Theseus. “Tell me.”

A chair scraped the floor on the other side of the table and Hephaestus said, “Hera and Aries are not just threatening taking over Olympus. They are wanting the lands below as well as Poseidon and Hades realms.”

Timmy was having a hard time breathing and barely got out, “That can’t happen. They will destroy everyone and everything in their paths.”

“There is a way to try and release Zeus from his prison and take back what Hera and Aries are trying to steal,” Theseus said quietly.

“What?” Timmy asked anxiously.

Hephaestus cleared his throat. “There is a prophecy written on a scroll. It reads, “Behold the lands of Icarus to thee who has done wrong to others. There shall be no release unless thee is deemed to be innocent, by fate, thy sin accused. To give knowledge and salvation unto the Gods above by the remission of sin twelve of true love must be revealed. Behold the twelve sent unto all to shine the stone of redemption and release by birth the chosen.”

“Ok what does that mean in English?” Timmy snorted sarcastically.

Hesitating for a moment, Hephaestus said, “It means that twelve Gods were chosen and given a stone. Then those twelve must find their destined mates and bring them to Hades to release Zeus. I was one of the chosen, and you, Timmy, are my mate.”

Timmy sat forward and leaned into the table. “So what you are saying is that you want to mate with me because a stone told you that you had to in order to release your father?”

Hephaestus sat back sharply. “What? No! It means that because my coral stone glowed, I got to come to the lands below, and in doing so, I get to find my destined mate. It was fate that decided who got that gift and for some reason I was one of the blessed.”

Timmy snorted. “No Hephaestus, you got a raw deal here.”

Hephaestus scoffed, “No, I didn’t I mean—Come on, look at you. You are sexy as fuck with your beautiful brush cut blond hair, your chestnut eyes that have the most amazing coral color mixed in, and you can’t be more than five foot two—perfect for me to cuddle in my lap as we sit in front of a fireplace and talk about our future.”

Timmy knew he had a sappy smile on his face as he listened to his mate talk about him as if he was a dream come true. Just as he was about to correct him on a couple of things, he heard Hephaestus say, “You are the one that got screwed.”

Timmy didn’t say anything at first. He was baffled by what his mate was saying and finally when there was no elaboration to that, he asked, “Why am I the one that got screwed?”

Timmy heard the sadness in Hephaestus’s voice as he said, “Timmy, I walk with a limp, I have a hunch in my back. My birth mother may have not been right on many things, but she was right when she said I am ugly.”

“Damn it, Heph! You are not ugly and there is no damn hunch in your back!” Theseus growled out in exasperation.

“Yes there is I—” Heph started to argue and then stopped when Timmy started to laugh.

Hephaestus felt a pain in his heart and gut like never before and stood up as he croaked, “I told you that you got screwed, but to laugh at me is just cruel.”

Timmy could smell the deep hurt in Hephaestus’s scent and quickly stood up and yelled, “Stop please!”

When Timmy heard his mate keep walking, he cried out, “Please Wyatt, stop him.”

Timmy heard Wyatt run out of the room, and then there was breaking glass and cussing as Hephaestus was apparently dragged back in the kitchen.

“Hephaestus, you don’t understand. Just let Timmy explain,” Wyatt said as Timmy looked in that direction he felt the wind changing and knew that someone was waving their hand in front of his face.

Theseus gasped. “By the Gods, you’re blind!”

ADULT EXCERPT

Hephaestus swallowed hard as he tried to answer. “I work with my hands. I’m a blacksmith. I make weapons with metal and fire for the Gods.”

“One day I think I would like to be touching you while you create something. I can feel your muscles tighten and move with each stoke,” Timmy said in a breathless voice.

Hephaestus pulled Timmy tighter to him, grinding his hard, weeping cock into his mate as he growled. “You can touch me anytime, but right now I want to touch and kiss every part of your body and then I am going to turn you over that bed, put you on your hands and knees, and plow my shaft into your pulsing hole.”

Timmy’s face became desperate as he begged, “Please!”

Hephaestus stepped back from Timmy. When his mate made a desperate cry, Hephaestus ground out, “Baby, I’m not going anywhere, but I need to get these clothes off right now!”

Timmy unzipped his pants and quickly brought them down, forgetting he had his shoes on. He would have fallen if Hephaestus had not caught him and whispered, “Careful, Timmy. I don’t want you hurting yourself.”

Blushing, Timmy said, “I forgot to take off my shoes.”

The smile was in Hephaestus’s voice as he said, “I want you just as desperately, mate. Let me help you out.”

Getting on his knees, Hephaestus helped remove Timmy’s shoes and socks and then stood back up, about swallowing his own tongue when Timmy lowered his pants all the way and scooted up the bed, spreading his legs and grasping his own cock in his hands.

“Oh Gods, you are sexy,” Hephaestus gasped out.

Timmy’s voice was desperate with need as he said, “Hurry, Heph!”

Finishing removing his clothing, Hephaestus climbed over his mate and began to kiss Timmy’s shoulders. He made his way down to his left nipple and nipped it with his teeth, then licked away the sting. Hearing Timmy hiss with passion, Hephaestus made his way to the other nipple and repeated his movements.

Kissing his way down to his mate’s navel, Hephaestus rolled his tongue in circles a few times and then slid his tongue even lower.

Timmy spread his legs even wider and began to raise his hips, but Heph was not about to rush their first time. Holding Timmy’s hips, he licked the inner crease next to his man’s balls then took Timmy’s sac into his mouth.

“Heph...Heph...” Timmy sobbed as he again tried to lift his hips, but Hephaestus held them down as he drove his nose into his mate’s shaft smelling the glorious muskiness of his mate as he plundered Timmy’s nut sac.

Humming his pleasures, Hephaestus slurred once more before raising up slightly and licking the oozing pre-cum that was making its way down his man’s shaft. “You taste so damn good, my little mate.”

Terry could only moan and wiggle as he grabbed Hephaestus’s hair and tried to pull him down to his leaking shaft for more loving. Heph, not wanting to disappoint his man, took Timmy up on his offer and wrapped his lips around Timmy’s cockhead and slowly lowered down his mate’s hard, leaking shaft.

Taking his tongue on the underside of that long, pulsing vein, Heph played with the underside of the cockhead, making Timmy squeal. His mate’s responses were more than Heph could hope for and his own cock jumped in response and grew harder to the point of pain.

Hephaestus pumped his hips, enjoying the friction of the comforter on his aching shaft as he moved his mouth up and down Timmy’s shaft.

“Heph...I need...I need...” Timmy tried to talk, but to Hephaestus’s joy and contentment he couldn’t finish his sentence as Heph increased the suction on his man’s shaft.

Then Timmy started chanting, “I’m gonna come...I’m gonna come...”

Hephaestus wanted just that so he took his finger and began to circle Timmy’s hole and gently pushed in as he increased the suction and tongue strokes until he heard Timmy scream and tasted the salty taste of his mate cross his tongue.

Continuing to suckle his mate as Timmy softened within his mouth, Heph allowed Timmy to slip from his lips as he tried to catch his own breath as he moved from the wet spot he himself had made when Timmy had found his own release.

Patting Timmy on the hip, he softly said, “Turn over mate and present yourself to me.”

Timmy turned over and got on his hands and knees. Raising his ass in the air, Hephaestus felt his cock coming back to life as he looked at his man’s pulsating hole.

Leaning over his mate, Hephaestus kissed Timmy’s shoulder and then licked and nipped his way down his spine. Then he said in a hushed tone, “I am going to stretch you, Timmy, and when I know you’re ready for me, I am going to take my hard cock and push into your hole and bring us to completion. When that happens, we will be mates for life. Do you still want to be my mate?”