Ok, I kinda feel greedy asking for this.. but that Poseidon x Amphitrite fix was so good I just HAVE to have seconds! X3
Can we maybe get a Part 2..?
What if Poseidon got into a massive Lee Mood? Because, he keeps thinking back to that one night and how nice it was, and.. he wants more of it. But he'd sooner get stabbed in the face with his own trident before he ever admits that!
But with nothing else working to quell this annoying feeling he soon realizes he doesn't have a choice. So one night imagine Poseidon's just sitting there beside his wife, mumbling and stuttering over his words, blushing like an idiot and making 0 eye contact as he struggles to make this request as indirectly & vaguely as possible. But Amphitrite's able to catch on surprisingly fast, and she's more than willing to grant her husband's wish. He just has to ask~ đ
The whole prompt is basically Amphitrite teasing the hell out of her husband, and this time, she's a lot more ruthless (get it~?) in her attacks (i.e. lots of upper body tkls, gill tkls, neck kisses & belly raspberries).
(P.S. Out of slight curiosity, since I know everyone has different visual descriptions for Poseidon in their stories- does your Poseidon have gills on his sides/ribs or his neck? Sometimes I get a lil confused while reading. đ Which specific artist's version of him (AnniFlamma's, Neal's, Gigi's, aulith's, Willows', etc.) are you envisioning when you write him?)
Stupid moods
đ: Epic the musical
đ§:Poseidon
đŤ:Amphitrite
Summary: after a sweet night of tickly cuddles, Poseidon finds himself craving more, much to his dismay.
A/N: this is soooo cute absolutely!! Also, this is a sequel to Sweet Lovinâ so read that first! Not sure I like the ending, but whatever.
Happy new year and Enjoyyyyy!! :D
(P.s: my version/picture his gills are on his neck, and because Iâm an artist I imagine my own design!:3)
Stupid moods
Poseidon was irritated.
The previous night, his loving wife have given him a night of cuddles, which ended up with him being gently tickled until they went to sleep.
And now he wanted more. And he hated it.
He felt all buzzy and fizzy, like a soda can that had been shaken. And it was so. Annoying.
All day he tried to ignore it. Pretend it didnât exist.
All day he yelled at his brain to stop.
But it just wouldnât listen. Pictures and daydreams flooded his head without his permission, and it was getting difficult to focus.
Obviously, he could just ask his wife to help him, but that was so embarrassing he thinks he might actually rather be skewered by his own trident.
So on the day went, this stupid mood growing and growing with every minute it went unsatisfied.
And finally, it reached a point where Poseidon couldnât take anymore. If he didnât do something about this dumb craving now it was going to be a problem. He didnât really have much choice, unless he wanted to live with this annoying, insufferable buzzing for the rest of his immortal existence.
So, when he climbed into bed with his wife, ready to relax and then go to sleep, he attempted to ask. But it was still incredibly embarrassing, so he stuttered and blushed and really struggled to get the words out.
âHey, darling?â
Amphitrite looked over curiously. âYes, my dear?â
âCan you- uh.â He failed to say it directly, needing to find work arounds. âCan you do the- the thing?â
Amphitrite tilted her head a little in confusion, and Poseidon was looking anywhere but in her eyes. This was quite out of character for Poseidon, so Amphitrite was reasonably curious. âIâm sorry?â
âY- Yâknow, the thing. The one you- the thing you did last night?â
At these words, Amphitriteâs eyes widened in realization, a small, fond smile gracing her features.
âOf course honey. But.â She paused for dramatic effect. âI want you to ask. Directly.â Her voice was soft and gentle, but also teasing, making Poseidons already intense blush even worse.
âUh- I-â he stuttered a bit, still incredibly flustered and embarrassed.
âWell, if you want something you have to ask for it! Itâs only polite.â She teased again, clearly enjoying the lighthearted chance to mess with him.
He stammered for quite some time, but eventually managed to spew it out, the words quick and tumbling as if he was trying to rip it off like a bandaid. âPleasetickleme!â
As he finally succeeded, Amphitrite smiled and pushed Poseidon down so he was lying rather than sitting. âOf course, my love.â
She leaned down to whisper in his ear, her voice low and teasing. âYour safe word is trident. Use it wisely, because once you say it, Iâm done.â
Once he nodded, she pulled back, putting on an uncharacteristic sort of tickle monster persona. âYou know, since you asked, Iâm not going to be merciful.â
Poseidon tried and failed to mask the excited shiver that he felt at the words.
âYouâre going to be a hysterical, breathless mess by the time Iâm through with you. No matter how much you beg me to stop, I wonât. I am free to do whatever I want to you, and no matter how bad it tickles, you canât do anything about it.â
Her voice was sinister and mischievous, in a playful sort of way, not genuinely evil by any sense of the word. That teasing lilt, full of a playful kind of mischief, sent butterflies racing through Poseidonâs tummy, excitement zipping along his spine.
âAre you ready, darling?â
He gave a small, sheepish nod in response, and without any further words, Amphitrite started to rake her claws over his ribs, a fast, gentle motion that left him no chance to hold back his giggles.
âEhahahahaha Oho myhyhy- ehehehe!â
âHaha, such cute little giggles, my dear~â Amphitrite teased, cooing in a way that made Poseidon blush all the more, his face turning a light pink.
Poseidon squirmed slightly under the hold, despite not wanting to get away. It was overwhelming. It was torturous. It was exactly what he wanted.
She scratched and scribbled at his ribs, pinching up and down the bones. Poseidon squirmed and giggled, unable to stop himself from laughing as that fizzy feeling fully exploded into a ticklish, tingly sensation of butterflies in his stomach.
âEehehahaha ahaha- ihihi- ehehehee!â He was unable to get words out, not knowing what to say, or wanting to put in the effort to speak clearly through his joyful, bubbly giggles.
Amphitrite cooed, leaning over her husband teasingly as she raked along his ribs. âTickle tickle tickle~â
Poseidon erupted into a much deeper blush, and as much as he hated to admit it his giggles grew a little more frantic at the teasing.
âNohoho-! Dohohont dohoho thahat!â
âDo what?â
âSahahay thehe wohord!â
âOh? What word? Tickle?â She smirked, feigning ignorance.
âYehehehehes! Thahat wohord!â
âHmm.. I donât think youâre in any position to be making demands, my dear. Besides, itâs such a fun word, isnât it?â She grinned playfully, moving up to scratch at his armpits as she began to tease once again.
âTickletickletickletickletickle! tktktktktktk!â
Poseidon let out a small, giggly squeal. âEehehehehe nohohoho!âďżź
Amphitrite smirked, speeding up the scratching, to which she got frantic protests.
âAhahahahaha! Whyhy- hahahahahaha-!â
Amphitrite huffed a laugh. âEvery time you say ânoâ or âstopâ or âdonât, anything of the sort- Iâll make it worse.â
âWhahahahahat?! YohOU cahahant doho thahat!â
âActually, I very much can. Remember, you arenât in control here, darling.â She emphasized the endearing nickname, making her voice low and teasing. Which, of course, caused Poseidonâs blush to double in size.
âAww, how cute! Youâre turning all red~ is my teasing getting you all embarrassed and flustered~?â She cooed slightly, which only intensified the mentioned blush.
âNohohoho-! Dohohont tehehease!â
Amphitrite immediately increased the pressure on the touch, turning it into drilling. âWhat did I say about protesting, hmm~?â
Poseidonâs laughter grew in pitch, frantic but still joyful. âAhahahahahHA-! Ohoho myhyhy gohods thahat TIHIHICKLES-!â
âThatâs the point, honey~â
Amphitrite trailed her hands down his sides, a light, teasing touch, leading all the way down to his hips. Once she reached the spot, she squeezed and then drilled into the divots of the bone.
âGYahahahahaha! Nohohoho-! PlehehehEASE-!â
âThatâs more protesting, darling~â
Getting the implication of the teasing words, Poseidon frantically protested, only digging his grave deeper.
âNononono- dahaharlihing plehehehehease-!â
Amphitrite ignored the protests, continuing to drill into his hips and also going up to pepper tickly kisses all over his neck.
At the new, more gentle touch, the sea god scrunched up, his giggles becoming more bubbly.
As much as he was protesting, Poseidon was having the time of his life right now. It tickled so damn much, and he loved it.
While still sprinkling kisses all over his neck and ears, Amphitrite moved her hands to scribble at his belly, making sure to use her claws for extra ticklishness.
âEE- ahahahahaha- dahaharlihing-!â He erupted into louder laughter once more, squirming uncontrollably. He arched his back slightly, which only increased the pressure of the nails on his tummy, making him laugh even louder.
âYes dear?â
âIhi- ehehehehe-!â Poseidon had to cut himself off from protesting, knowing it would only make it worse for him.
âAhh, youâre learning. Letâs see if I can get you to protest some more~â
The words sent shivers down Poseidonâs spine, a frantic, giddy nervousness settled in his chest and stomach. Amphitrite removed her hands from his tummy, and started to blow raspberries there instead.
âEE- nohoho- ahahahaha-!â Poseidon failed to stop the fruitless pleas that spilt from him, squirming around and laughing loudly as his tummy was assaulted with ticklish sensations.
âHehe, there we go~ now I get to make it worse~â
âAhahHA- PlehehehEASE- myhy lohoHOVE-â
She ignored his pleading, starting to add nibbles with the raspberries on his tummy, using her claws to trace his ear fins at the same time, the conflicting feelings of harsh versus gentle driving him crazy.
âAHAHA- ehehahahHA- ohoho myhy- pleheheHEASE-!â
Amphitrite decided to let up for a moment. âAh, fine. I donât want you to give up just yet~â
She stopped the raspberries, and started to just gently trace along his sides, making sure to tease at his ribs, drawing swirling patterns along his skin that left him in a fit of bubbly giggles. He was a little embarrassed to say that he melted at the touch, the gentle shapes relaxing him.
âAww, look at that. Youâre turning into a little puddle of giggles~â
Poseidon didnât bother to deny it, a few contented hums mixing with his warm giggles. Amphitrite waited until his eyes were closed and he was super relaxed, then she suddenly stopped the tracing.
âWhaha-â Poseidonâs confused protests of why she stopped were cut off by a scream of laughter as she blew a massive raspberry over his gills, using her hands to scribble and scratch at the gills in the other side of his neck.
âAHAHAHAHA- OHOHO GOHOHODS NOHOT THEHEHERE PLEHEHEHEEASE!â His laughter immediately grew loud and hysterical, his shoulders scrunching fruitlessly to try and block the sensation.
He protested frantically through squeaky, loud laughter despite not meaning any of this. It was absolute torture, complete and utter insanity. And he loved it.
His face was flushed from laughter, tears falling from his eyes as his stomach quivered and trembled from all the laughing.
âOo, looks like this is a lovely little sweet spot, hmm~?â Amphitriteâs teasing made Poseidonâs already flushed face even redder, his cheeks feeling like theyâre on fire from the warmth rushing to them.
âAHAHAHA MYHY LOHOVE- AHAHA- PLEHEHEHEASEE!â He struggles to speak through his laughter, gasping for air in between the loud, joyful sounds.
Then Amphitrite moved both her hands to scratch at his gills, even wiggling slightly underneath to the insides. And just when Poseidon thought it couldnât get any worse better, she added raspberries and nibbles to his tummy, especially over his navel.
Poseidon couldnât speak, couldnât breathe, couldnât think. All he was in that moment was just pure, complete, joyful laughter. All his thoughts could say was âit tickles, it tickles, it tickles!â It was so maddening, so amazingly horrible. As much joy as this was providing, Poseidon really was struggling to breathe now, his stamina running low and his sides starting to ache from the workout, his limit thoroughly reached.
âTRIHIHIDENT-!â
As soon as the magic word was said, Amphitrite stopped. Poseidon panted with leftover giggles, feeling intense lingering tingles over his gills. He had a feeling that he would be struck by giggles just at the thought for weeks to come.
âAha⌠Wohow..â he panted out, going to wipe his eyes from the tears, but Amphitrite got there first.
âAre you okay, my dear?â
âYeheah⌠Iâm Ahalright. Juhust.. neheed a minute.â He giggled, taking deep breaths to try and get the air back into his lungs and the warmth in his face to cool down.
âWas it everything you wanted?â
Poseidonâs brain was so thoroughly turned to mush from the maddening feeling that he couldnât even think straight enough to be embarrassed, just giving a sleepy hum. He was exhausted after that.
âWould you like some water?â
âYehes please..â Poseidon answered quietly, and Amphitrite stood up to go get him some.
Poseidon found that he couldnât stop giggling for the life of him. He still felt it. It was as if it was so intense that it was burned into his nerves and it wouldnât go away, leaving happy, giddy feelings lingering along his gills.
Short after Amphitrite returned with a glass of water, handing it to him. âDrink slowly, love.â
He just hummed in agreement, sipping off the water for a while as Amphitrite gently rubbed her hand along his stomach to try and ease the leftover tingles.
âOkay, letâs go to bed. Iâm guessing youâre tired after that, huh?â
Poseidon hummed as he set down the now empty water glass. They cuddled up in the bed, and Poseidon gave a contented, sleepy hum.
Sleep didnât take long to descend upon him, and he fell asleep in the comfort of Amphitriteâs loving arms.
âââTHE ENDâââââââââââââââââââ-












