#✧⋄⋆⋅𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 [ oliver & rio ]

[springs-heir]

✧⋄⋆⋅ 𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐃 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑: rio davenport // @riointhedark 𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍: demeter's cabin

In the greenhouse of Demeter's cabin Oliver lays in a large pile of pillows. He'd brought them all to be directly in the center of the greenhouse, where he could bask in the warmth of the sun. Wearing only the tiniest of running shorts, the dark green color of them a stark contrast to his pale skin. In his hand a joint that was nearly finished is brought to his lip. Taking a long hit he lets the smoke hold in his lungs, letting the feeling spread through him he sighs in pure bliss as he awaits Rio to show up.

[springs-heir]

Eyes slowly drifting he pulls Rio close. Mind drifting as he focuses on the gentle thrum of the other's heartbeat against his. Hands slowly caressing the other's body. In this moment surrounded by the darkness and the warmth of Rio he feels content. Feels the comfort... the love... As he hears Rio's question he can't help but nod. Of course he'd stay, of course he'd spend the night. "You don't need to ask, ah wasn't planning on going anywhere Sugah." He kisses the others head and pulls him deep. Their bodies shifting to move under the covers, sleep pulling him deeper into the darkness.

Rio wasn't strong enough to respond to Oliver, not at this moment. As much as he wanted to say that he would respond that he would call Oliver when there was a problem. Those words couldn't leave his lips, not yet anyway. He sighed into the kiss relaxing more trying his best to just be with Oliver. "Not sure how you'll be able to kick the ass of the voice in my head, but ill call on my knight in floral armor."

He pushed his head against Oliver's once again before closing his eyes and relaxing into the hug. There was nothing else he could say or do besides just exist in the safety of the space Oliver created for him. He moved closer absorbing the warmth and comfort the other was putting out "Stay the night," he told him softly "Know you have others but please just stay with me tonight"

[springs-heir]

closed starter for: @riointhedarklocation: persephone cabin

I don't want you there.

Those words stung like a knife to the heart. A part of Oliver wondered what was worse. That he had sent them over text, or that he had said them at all? In the last few months he had grown so close to Rio. He had let those shadows wrap around his heart and claim him in a way unlike any other. They had promised to be with each other always. And yet just like that...

Too dangerous he says?

Too risky if things go bad?

It hurt, and it burned, and it felt as though the harvest had come and his heart was being pulled away. But at the end of it all he could never force himself on Rio. No matter how badly he wanted to be there for him. To be next to him, to help try and cure the man he loves of a darkness he's felt inside himself once before.

He wants to pace the grounds, to stand outside the temple. But he knows that if he was that close he would not be able to stop himself from trying to push inside. So instead he sat in his new cabin. Deep within the gardens as he waited. With each passing moment he continues to curl in on himself.

Waiting...

Waiting...

The door opens, and Oliver stands there breathless as he waits to see who enters.

[springs-heir]

@riointhedark continued from x

[ wash ] sender helps receiver wash their hair spending time with the other wasn't anything new ever since they had come home from the trial he had practically been stuck to the other's hip. At least he had finally convinced Oliver to break away from the bigger group of people so they could have one night with just themselves. The warm water stopped hitting his back before he felt the hands on his scalp. A gentle hum left his lips as he gave into the moment, "I love you." Far from the first time he had said it to the other yet it still brought a smile to his face.

Slowly threading his hands through the others hair he let the soap lather up in those dirty blonde locks. Fingers gently digging into his scalp to massage his head. They'd finally gotten a moment to themselves, lost away in thought and protected in the privacy that the steam of the sauna provided. It was far more intimate then they had been in the last few days. With the trial, and the change to the world everything had seemed felt as though the world was rushing past them. So here in this moment as Rio says those three magic world it makes Oliver's world freeze. Turning the man's head so that he can look him in the eyes he leans in to steal a kiss. Words whispering against the other's lips, "I love you too..."

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"I love you. That's all that matters."

Hearing those words bring tears to his eyes. He'd just told Rio what he'd learned earlier in the day. That his mother was no longer his mother. That his divinity had changed, that the song within his heart was no longer playing that familiar tune he had known so well. He'd been terrified of what the others would say. What they would think or do. He still didn't fully believe it himself, but with each passing moment he felt the connection change. The roots within his very soul shifting and changing to the new domain before him. "Promise?"

[springs-heir]

It was true, Rio hadn't been doing a damn thing. Instead it was Oliver who was slamming his hips back on that massive cock. Riding him hard and fast in front of everyone at the party. He couldn't believe how easily he had fallen into this rhythm. This need to be filled and fucked by the son of Erebus. But it was more than that, more than a need of pure lust. It was this desperate need to be connected. To know that he was there. It scared Oliver how greedy it was making him, how needy he had and would potentially become. Even now as he tried to pretend he wasn't in heat for the other demigod, his hips were working overtime to ride him hard and fast in front of the entire party. As his hips are held firm though he realizes that he is losing control. And just like that it's Rio who has the power. Rio who is choosing the speed and force at which Oliver takes his thick cock. It's maddeningly fast, and hard, a truly brutal pace that leaves Oliver breathless as the air is punched out of him again and again. "Nnngh N-NO! R-Rio no! P-people can see us! S-stop ohhh fuck, s- soooo big! OHhh fuck it hurts! hurts so good! Rio! RIO!"

The smirk on Rio's face was sinful as he whispered to the other "I'm not doing anything it's all you" his hands just gripped at Oliver's hips. "You're the one fucking yourself in my cock showing the world how much you needed someone to tell you what to do how much you needed to be turned into this whimpering little slut" Maybe the words that left his lips were too harsh, maybe he would get slapped but he was betting on Oliver being lost in his own pleasure. "But if you want me to I can " he stilled Oliver's hips and slammed his cock all the way in. "If you want me to fuck you to the point of you being nothing but a whimpering bitch on my cock I can" his hips started a brutal pace as he slammed in and out of the tight hole. "Is this what you want"

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"Yes a crush." He huffs indignantly, a small pout forming across his lips as he settles his arms on his hips. Head tilting forward and shaking back and forth before a soft sigh escapes him. How could he blame the flowers though? He had his own crush on his husband, and he knew many others had eyes on the man as well.

"They see the way I stare at you, something about how you make me bloom. But they know not to mess with you." He says with a rather dark look in his eyes. Smile turning mischievous as he remembers the stern lecture he'd given a particular plot of flowers. He couldn't blame them, not when it came to seeing what Oliver saw in Rio. He could of course give a stern talking to them.

"Well if you think ah'll like the movie then ahm up for it! Though this better not be you tryin to get me into some cheerleadin uniform."

"That would be for best, not exactly working with a green thumb over here." The conversation was light and nice. No pressing matters now this may be the last goodbye just two people enjoying the morning together. It was a rather nice change of pace. He grabbed the plate of pancakes and moved them over to the middle of the table before taking his seat. "a crush?" there was a laugh at the word. The thought of a plant wanting to get into his pants was far too funny to let pass without mention. "Do I have to worry about them getting a little too leafy as I walk by or something?" Two pancakes on his plate followed by an unhealthy amount of syrup and he was taking the first bite of what was shaping up to be an amazing day. "All depends on what you call action. It's a movie about cheerleaders. I'm surprised you never saw it was super popular in the early 2000's" He shrugged as he smiled at him "I think you will like it a lot.

[springs-heir]

The brutal fucking was pushing Oliver deeper into the ground. Each thrust slamming into his tight hole, stretching him to his limits as the other demigod put him into his place. Body shaking with need as he felt that sweet spot hit again and again. It was mind numbing in the most beautiful way. But in an instant that brutality slowed, the thrusts coming to a teasingly slow pace. "N-nnnghhh H-Harley! P-Please! A-Ahm n-not a SlUuAHttt! Ahm not! Nnngh H-Harley please, n-need it... d-don't stop, please Harley!" His eyes are starting to tear up as he finds himself begging. A deep red blush covering his cheeks as he whimpers and writhes, hips trying to gain momentum but with how he is pinned it just isn't working.

god this sounds that harley’s cock was ripping out of the child of demeter, the way his tight little hole was squeezing around his long, thick dick, it was going to have him addicted to ollie, not that he wasn’t already. butit kept the voices in the back of his head quiet, he would do anything to have more of this with the blond. “you’re not a what, hm?” he asked in a cocky tone, his thrusts coming to a painfully slow pace, but his slams against ollie’s prostest just as hard and brutal, he wanted him cumming all over himself just from the feel of harley’s cock brutalising him. “can’t hear you, baby boy. tell me what you are.”

[springs-heir]

The kiss that Rio gave him was one that Oliver needed badly. It was filled with need on Oliver's end, a need to connect, to feel, to know that the man before him was alive and well. To know that this wasn't a dream, and that they had both made it out of this fight alive. His hands cling to the other's body, not wanting to let him get further than his reach. As they seperate from their kiss their eyes scan each other.

"Were any of the demigods hurt? It was a close one here but we were able to all make it through." He looks at Rio, a concern growing within him. If the infirmary was filled with that many people surely some of the demigods might be in trouble. Or worse had Rio been hurt? Had he gotten injured in some way. "Please tell me you're okay?"

As more people began to rush past the pair Oliver was only focused on Rio. He had been able to find Alejandro, he had helped Atticus tend to him before rushing back here. But now that he was with Rio, he didn't want to let go. "Yeah... I need..." He wants to say something a bit profound, to maybe even share his feelings. But at the end of it all he struggles to find the words. So instead he focuses on not letting go. "I just need you Rio, please, just, d-don't go too far from me okay?"

Nothing needed to be said between them right now knowing that both of them were safe was enough. He sighed again more of the pain setting into his bones with a twist that he ignored as he also held the other tighter. He moved to kiss him with as he pulled back hating how dirty and covered in blood the both of them were. "I know it was bad all of it was bad." He spoke as he just held him knowing that Oliver was here fighting for his life while Rio was tending to the wounded with very little experience in medicine. "Was stuck at the infirmary wish I could have come soon but there were so many injured people had to start keeping people outside." Rio didn't care to hide his emotions and he let tears finally fall from his face. The stress and the fact that he was watching as more and more people started being rushed to where he was. "are you hurt do you need anything?" He pulled back not really pulling fully apart but wanting enough space to be able to scan the other's body for injuries.

[springs-heir]

Oliver is lost in a world of autumnal bliss, laughing and dancing. Switching partners throughout the night, he flirts and he smiles, all worries are left behind. It's as Rio pulls him to the side though that his feet seem to finally hit the ground. "Sugar what on earth are ya tal-" His voice goes quiet, eyes lingering on the coin as Rio pulls out the drachma. The very one that was gifted to them by Charon. "Rio... I..." He wants to yell, to get angry, but at the same time he knows Rio is doing this out of a place of love. It's not meant to be as a good bye. It's meant as a promise, as way to show he cares. "Rio you ain't goin nowhere..." With shaking hands he reaches out and takes the coin. "I'll keep it safe... But know you ain't goin nowhere, not if I have anything to say bout it."

Location: the harvest fest somewhere for: @springs-heir

The crowns lay lopsided on their heads as Rio pulled Oliver to some dark corner. "Don't worry this will be fast then you can go back to flirting and dancing with whoever your heart desires for the night." Once the two are hidden away tucked away in the safety of the darkness he pats his pockets. Making sure he had it on him. "Got it" he pulled out a coin from the mission the night before, "Here, I want you to keep this. If anything happens to me in the trial coming up or ever want you to be the one that puts the coin in my mouth and sends me off. I know it's kind of dark and a little morbid but my life is already yours want you to own my next one too."

[springs-heir]

Soft gasps escape Oliver with every kiss, every tug at his body. "R-Rio... Nnngh S-Sugar!" Having Rio on top of him like this was simply heaven. Feeling the weight of his husband pressing down, pinning him there beneath him, it tugs forth a hunger deep inside of him. "Y-you have it! Oh fuck Rio take it! Just fucking take it!" It makes him crave this possessive side of Rio even more. To be claimed. To be taken. To be wanted. "You never needed to ask Rio, it belongs to you... Nnngh fuck baby please, j-just want you, need you!" That's all he's ever truly desired in the darkest depths of his heart. Back arching off the ground as he tries to grind up against his lover. Hands clawing at the other man's back, digging in and leaving his mark along his skin.

"if you want it, just say the word. it's yours."

"All I want is you, Oliver." His eyes met the other's as spoke, "I want every minute of your time. Every touch. Every kiss. Every breath. I want to be buried in all you give me. I want to take it all" His moved so he could kiss the other's neck. "I want every moan. Every orgasm. Want to be the one that gives you every ounce of pleasure you feel. i want to own you completely and fully. I want to consume you." eyes moving to meet his again. "will you give me that?"

[springs-heir]

Sleep was not coming easily to Oliver after what had transpired earlier in the day. First it had been the text, a simple text that had made him worry endlessly. Had Rio hurt himself, was he okay, what had happened? Then came the flowers, his Frierrose's. The trees had been whispering, spreading the message to Oliver that something was wrong. It was only when he got closer to the lake had he heard their screams. Then came the loss. The hurt. But most of all the fact that his stubbornness not to let something die had cost him Rio. Had taken a bit of his love away. Still alive, yet in that moment he could have slipped away so easily. Exhaustion seeped into his very core, but to find true rest was seemingly impossible.

As the bed shift he stirs. Eyes closed but mind not yet drifted. His body turning to reach out for the familiar form. Hand slowly sliding up the others side as he begins to pull him closer. "Don't you dare say that!" His words while soft come out harsh as he opens his eyes and stares at Rio through the dark. Tears prick at the edge of his vision, trying to find the right words but feeling like nothing he said could convey what he truly felt. "Ah could never stop loving you. No. No Rio, Ahm sorry. Ah should have waited, ah was so fucking stubborn. Ah got you hurt, and ah... Ah almost lost you."

Leaning forward Oliver presses their foreheads together. Arms holding Rio close, not wanting him to get farther away. It was the only comfort that he knew he was still there. That he hadn't lost him just yet, that the man he truly loved beyond anyone else was still within his grasp. "Rio I love you so fucking much, and ah almost lost you today cause of me actin out. Ah don't know how you could love me still after getting you hurt."

@child-of-demeter

Rio knew he had to stay in this bed. Knew, it was the only way he was ever going to get better, but he couldn't. That voice in his head that had been quiet for long had come back. Echoing as it mocked him. As it told him all the ways he had fucked up all the ways he had almost lost everything he had just gained. He could feel the panic rising in his chest could feel that familiar weight filling his lungs making it harder to breathe. He had come so far only to slip back to this palace. He knew Oliver was in the bed next to him, less than ten feet of space between them. Rio however couldn't feel him that bond dampened by something that only made Rio spiral.

"he doesn't love you anymore. You single-handedly destroyed the symbol of your love. Just to look strong just to prove to yourself that you could. Pathetic, selfish, foolish, useless Rio. How can anyone love someone like you you broke every promise you made to him. Was it worth it?" the voice in his head mocked him endlessly

He couldn't stop himself as he started to cry. Still, he moved out of the bed he was in and slipped himself next to the familiar warmth. Rio truly felt like this was going to be the last chance he had to feel this comfort and hated that he was crying. "Im sorry Oliver. Im sorry I fucked it all up im sorry I made this mess and didn't protect you sorry I made myself someone you cant love." He didn't know if the other was awake or not but he needed to say those words so they would stop echoing in his head.

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Oliver would never worry, not when he had Rio. Hand in hand he held tight as they moved through the camp. A shy smile slowly grows along his lips as he realizes where Rio is leading them. The path is one they've walked time and time again. He's not quite sure what the other has planned.

In time they reach the large willow tree that stands at the foot of the lake. This was the place that they had first met all those nights ago. Oliver had not known at the time what that meeting would ripple into. That a chance encounter would turn into something so profound and beautiful. He was thankful every day that in the dark of the night Rio had spotted him.

There beneath the Willow tree lies a primrose. An evening primrose. A flower that only blooms at night. It's soft pink petals folded closed as it hides beneath the shade. As Oliver looks down at the flower he knows. He knows in his heart what Rio brought him here for, and in this moment he trusts the other demigod with his very soul. This place of comfort is sacred to them, it is a place of power and love.

Squeezing Rio's hand he follows closer to the flower until they are kneeling on opposite ends of it. His gaze shifting up to meet Rio's, staring into the others eyes he looks at the man as though he had hung the very moon in the sky.

"I… Oliver Greenwood, son of Demeter, pledge to protect you, to keep you and all that you love and hold dear safe, to ensure that our home is always protected… I love you Rio." These words echo to a night so dark Oliver never thought he would see the sun again. And yet in this moment he embraces the darkness. For Rio is the dark, and within the dark he has found safety. He has found home. He has found love.

With that Oliver closes his eyes as he reaches for the song within his very veins. Tugging at the chords of a melody he's known his whole life but only just learned. He takes that power and begins to let it flow forward towards the evening primrose.

A primrose… In the language of flowers it symbolizes Eternal Love. That is the love he holds for this camp. That is the love that he holds for his new family. And most of all… That is the love that he holds for Rio.

"Don't worry about it, just follow me." That was all the reply he would give Oiver in this moment. He had an inkling of an idea. Rio interpreted the heart song as a gift of divine love left to godlings to protect them as they nurtured their gifts. The only way to give back to a promise like that was with love itself.

There was only one person in the camp that he loved enough to make this idea work. Oliver Greenwood. He brought them to the clearing where they had first met. It was a place Rio was drawn to on instinct, almost as if his song was leading him to this place. Leading him to Oliver. It was the only thing that made sense to him when it came to all of this.

"The heartsong is a gift of love, given to us by our parents. The only way they can show it to us is by protecting us, keeping us safe, and giving us this place to learn and grow. The only way I can think of adding to it and making it stronger is by giving that love back to it." He pulled them so they stood in front of the flower. The one Oliver was finally able to grow that night after they had talked. Evening Primrose. A token of their love, their very own heartsong. He closed his eyes, focusing on his song. Focusing on his connection to the darkness covering them and the flower in shadow. He pulled on the promise made to Oliver and the way their songs harmonized. "I don't know if this is going to work; I don't even know what fully is between us, but what I do know is that I love you and would give anything to protect you. So here in front of my divinity, I, Rio Davenport, Son of Erubus, pledge to protect you and keep you and everyone you care about safe." As he made that promise and spoke those words, he pushed a little of his power into the flower.

@child-of-demeter

[springs-heir]

He'd been deep in slumber when the voice calls out to him. A gentle kiss would have been enough to wake him, but the added need behind Rio's voice had Oliver awake in seconds. Hand raised up defensively as he began to pull for the plants around them for protection when the words finally caught up to his brains. "Fuck, s-sorry Rio... Guess ahm a bit on edge." He peers through the dark, squinting to try and see the others face. Rough calloused hand slowly caressing the other's cheek as he leans closer. "What's wrong Sugar? Bad dream?"

Rio couldn't get his hands to stop shaking. His mind was unable to say that what just happened was for sure a dream. He looked over the sleeping figure and moved to lie next to him. Rio took a moment just being close to him calming himself before kissing him "Oliver" His voice was low and despite his efforts to calm himself still held that twinge of panic. "Oliver wake up please I need to talk to you"

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"Please... please just stop dying..." Oliver whispers to the ground. Hands sliding into the dirt as he wills the plants around him to grow. For a moment the flowers begin to stand taller, but just as quickly as growth had started to appear, petals begin to fall, the stems grow sickly, and soon it's as if the flowers had never been there in the first place. The cycle continues over and over again, each time Oliver grows more and more frustrated. This was his domain, his gift, and yet he couldn't even get the damn plants to come to life.

The voice that calls out to him causes Oliver to jump. While normally very aware of his surroundings he had been distracted. Too distracted. Had he seen what he was doing? How long had he been there and did he know that the flowers wouldn't grow? Oliver swallowed nervously, still on his knees as he turned his gaze over to the demigod.

He'd seen him once or twice around camp. One of the newer Godlings for sure. "Sorry, ahm just working on something..." He smiles nervously, his southern drawl only coming out thicker. "Usually ahm better at this, but I guess I'm just not in the right mind set. Trying to um... make the flowers grow?" He laughs to himself before gesturing to the bare ground, not a single flower in sight.

@child-of-demeter The moon was barely a sliver in the sky as he walked along the edge of the forest. Rio was never afraid to be out at night and hardly ever tired unless she actually wanted to sleep. He admired the stars and how bright they seemed compared to the city where he lived before. It was nice to experience true night and the silence brought with it.

He sighed as he slipped into the forest sinking into the shadows and almost absolute darkness it gave him. He had no path nowhere to end up. Rio simply let the night guide him where it wanted. He paused as the tree line started to thin and a small clearing came into view.

someone he had only seen briefly when he first got here was hunched over something. Rio thought about turning back but he was urged forward. "Working on something?" He asked still far enough away so it didn't seem like he just rushed in on the other "Need a hand?"

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"Now wait a minute... Sweetie, asking for help?" He pauses, hands stroking the other's cheeks, thumbs slowly caressing Rio's face as he stares at him intently. Eyes filled with tender care and concern, wanting Rio to understand he means this with every fiber of his being. "Asking for help is one of the strongest things a person can do. Ah'll always know ah can depend on you Rio. But ah wanna be someone you can depend on too..." He leans in to press a chaste kiss to the others forehead again, holding him so tight. He doesn't want this moment to end, doesn't want to let Rio go until the other demigod knows just how badly he would fight for him.

"You don't ever need to apologize to me, that's not something you have to do." He whispers sweet, the darkness around them should be chilling. Being here with Rio was like finding home. "As for that voice... When you hear that voice you tell me, and ah’ll give it a piece of my mind!" He tries to laugh a little, hoping to bring levity to the situation. But he knows that this is something serious. That this is no doubt something that has been haunting Rio for much longer than he's been a demigod. But if he can do something to help with that pain, well... he would give just about anything to make Rio feel as though he can stand tall.

He felt the Oliver surround him. There wasn't a part of him that wasn't covered by Oliver and he felt okay for the first time in along time. "I-i don't know if I can ask" he admitted his voice shaky as the tears started to settle in the edge of his eyes. "Makes me feel weak when I have to ask for help like I'm not something people can depend on. Like I'm just wasting everyone's time when I do like it would almost be better if I just wasn't there." He wanted to look away from Oliver but he didn't he leaned on the promise they just made. Letting some of the pain he held so tightly go.

His hand fidgeted against the other's skin as they held each other. A small amount of the tears he wanted to hold back spilled out "Sorry just the first time I told anyone that wasn't me" He didn't move to wipe the tears away "I don't like myself sometimes it's worse when I mess up just hear my voice over and over again telling me how useless i am" He sighed as he looked at him knowing this was a lot to put on someone but Oliver did ask for to be the one to hold his pain.