047. Retention
Perseus was pulled by Medusa to lie beside her. His whole body was stiff and he tried hard to force himself to look at the dark ceiling, but his peripheral vision could not ignore Medusa's gaze on him.
Both of them were very tired now. After facing two extremely powerful gods, Medusa was naturally more tired than Perseus, and soon she began to breathe heavily.
But Perseus really couldn't sleep. He couldn't help thinking about things about the gods and worried about what kind of difficulties he would encounter in the future because of Medusa.
Perseus did not regret what he had done, nor did he have any intention of escaping. He just felt... confused and peaceful. Confused that he might be displaced because of his sword against Athena, the goddess of wisdom and war, but he felt peaceful because he had found the meaning of life again.
Just thinking of this, Perseus felt as if his broken heart was gradually filled up.
Of course, it is impossible to completely replace the position of his mother Danae in his heart, but even if he can only fill the empty hole in his heart with a ball of leaky paper, it is better than much.
In the long darkness, he was lost in thought when he was suddenly startled by the sudden weight on his chest. He lowered his eyes and saw that the sleeping Medusa had naturally placed her white and slender hand on his chest. At the same time, her head leaned on his shoulder unconsciously.
Perseus turned his head with mixed feelings and looked at Medusa's sleeping face.
Even with his complex feelings towards her, he had to admit that Medusa was indeed beautiful. Especially when she was asleep, her bright, resolute blue eyes lost their luster, only to reveal her gentle and graceful features. Her brows were slightly furrowed, and she seemed restless even in her sleep.
Through the thin cloth, Medusa's slightly warm palm gathered almost scalding heat on his chest, and Perseus could actually hear his own heartbeat more clearly.
But such an action seemed to be nothing to Medusa. Perseus, who had never been so close to a woman, was already very embarrassed. And she suddenly turned over, whether on purpose or really asleep, and her long legs were exposed because of the large movement, and gently pressed on his thighs.
Maybe because of the injury, Medusa's skin was really cold. Perseus felt goosebumps where they touched, and he almost wanted to stretch out his hands to push her away.
But thinking of Medusa who was still injured, Perseus finally endured it.
Perseus tried hard to suppress the trembling, took a deep breath, and tried to fall asleep quickly, but the little hand began to mess around again, rubbing up and down randomly. The unfamiliar pleasure suddenly rushed into Perseus' mind, but quickly disappeared because she stopped moving, almost like painful torture.
Perseus couldn't believe that Medusa would do such a dissolute thing to a man in his prime, but she was clearly asleep and he couldn't put the blame on her. He knew that she must have other motives for doing this, but he still agreed to her request.
...Who was really at fault? And whose heart was disturbed by her actions?
It's him.
It was Perseus who was wrong; he was easily swayed.
Finally, the irritated and embarrassed Perseus' chest could not help but rise and fall violently. He could no longer endure such a passionate night. He turned sideways, gently pulled Medusa's hand, and lifted her calf, intending to leave her magical touch.
But at this moment, Perseus heard a vague whimper from Medusa's mouth, "Mom..."
Perseus paused in his movement to leave, his tense body suddenly loosening its strength. He looked at Medusa's tightly furrowed brows and pursed lips, and remained silent for a long time. Finally, he lay back in his original place helplessly, allowing her to be so intimate that it was almost offensive.
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Zeus watched with great interest for a long time. This amorous master of love could naturally see at a glance that every smile and gesture of Medusa was full of charm and temptation. Her graceful body was hidden under her clothes, and even when she was asleep she could still make his inexperienced son Perseus fall in love with her.
At the same time, Zeus certainly remembered that Medusa was even the lover of Poseidon, the god of the sea, in the past, but when Poseidon was punished, she turned to other men.
Thinking that his brother, who had betrayed him, had suffered such humiliation and was almost cuckolded by his own son, he felt extremely happy.
But even though the king of gods Zeus himself knew very well about Medusa's debauchery and shamelessness, he still couldn't understand why Perseus could be so strict with etiquette towards such a woman. Perseus, whom he already valued very much, became even more satisfied with him, and even dispelled the doubts in his heart caused by Athena.
As for Medusa, the eyes of the God King Zeus grew dim, and his originally calm heart was once again ignited with passion and desire. Zeus's powerful power needed to be maintained by his offspring and to refine the rules of this world, but he was also afraid that his offspring would overthrow him, so he had to work hard to maintain a balance.
Given the information he received from Prometheus, the god of prophecy and foresight, it would be best for Zeus now to reproduce as many heroes as possible with human women and lead humans to maintain their faith in the Olympian gods.
But even though Medusa was also a human woman, Zeus simply disdained to possess such an unfaithful and unfaithful woman, or even let her give birth to his great bloodline. Even if it was just for venting, he was not worthy of her.
However, most of the lovers Zeus met were either willing because of his status or abandoned after being deceived by him. Even the knowledgeable Zeus had to admit that this seductive woman made him imagine a lot.
No wonder his ambitious brother, Poseidon, the god of the sea, had such a quarrel with the powerful Athena because of this woman.
Zeus was in his lover's territory at this time, but he looked up and down at the charming Medusa who was sleeping with his explicit eyes. Thinking that his offspring Perseus might have offspring with her, he was dissatisfied with her debauchery, but also felt that it was a pity for her debauchery.
This is true for almost all men, even the king of gods Zeus is no exception. He wants his significant other to appear dignified and noble to outsiders, but he also hopes that she can be as unrestrained as possible in bed.
But Zeus' thoughts were soon interrupted. At this time, after waiting for Zeus for a long time, his lover came to find Zeus.
Noticing his lover's arrival, Zeus withdrew his gaze reluctantly, but he couldn't help but feel fortunate that his lover's arrival interrupted his thoughts.
His lover was the moon goddess Selene. Before Selene could say anything, the strong king of gods Zeus suddenly picked her up and looked at her with deep eyes, which made Selene quickly lower her head in shame. She didn't understand why Zeus was so excited at this time, but all this was not important to her at all, so she chose to continue making love with the king of gods.
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Until now, nothing had actually happened between Medusa and Perseus.
Of course, she was aware of Perseus's resistance to her, but even though she faced many difficulties, she never showed her anxiety. Instead, she pretended to be calm. Only at night would she pretend to be scared, holding his hand and begging him to accompany her.
But the funny thing is that although Perseus was struggling in his heart, he would eventually agree and sleep next to her with mixed feelings, sharing the same bed with her.
Medusa thought that Perseus would eventually succumb to the temptation hidden in the darkness, but she didn't expect that nothing happened. Every time Medusa woke up the next day, she would even find that he had left long ago, as if she were some kind of flood beast.
After a few days, Medusa's health did not get any worse, but Perseus felt a little tired due to poor sleep.
Medusa didn't take this matter to heart. She thought it was the power of hope that protected her, but it could not be ruled out that the powerful Tartarus showed mercy to her.
Since she was not seriously ill, it was time for the two of them, who were not supposed to be together, to separate.
At this moment, Perseus was packing the simple luggage they left in this room, but the atmosphere was extremely silent.
But in fact, Perseus no longer had any other hopes in his heart at this time. Staying by Medusa's side was the only meaning of his existence. No matter how much he guarded against Medusa, he still didn't want to leave.
The same was true for Medusa. She also needed Perseus, or to be more precise, his bloodline, to help her pick up Kronos's sickle and castrate Poseidon, the god of the sea who had once bullied her.
Although the two people had their own ulterior motives, they ultimately ended up in the same place.
However, Medusa was not sure of Perseus's thoughts. Even though she knew that he had feelings for her, Medusa had no idea that Perseus' mother Danae had passed away. Even if she knew, she did not know what Danae meant to him, and she did not know that she had become the only psychological support in Perseus' heart.
Therefore, it is very difficult for Medusa to judge how strong this feeling is.
She thought a lot and had many concerns. In addition to considering Perseus' feelings for her, she couldn't help but worry about how to get Perseus to follow her into Tartarus. She was not sure whether she could use the power of hope to bring him into the dream, let alone take him through the entrance to the abyss guarded by the hundred-armed giant.
The Hecatonchus are monsters with strength comparable to that of the Titans. They are the offspring of the first king of heaven, Uranus, and the earth goddess, Gaia. Even the main gods like Zeus have to retreat. Even Perseus, who possesses the treasures of the gods, cannot resist this powerful force.
Therefore, Medusa could only choose to delay time, let him stay by her side longer, and completely gain his feelings, make him her weapon, and then consider what to do next.
So, driven by this purpose and mixed with other considerations, Medusa suddenly grabbed Perseus's clothes and tried to keep him.
However, when Perseus turned his head to look at her, she suddenly noticed the hesitation and greed that were difficult to hide on his face, as if he was not willing to part with her at all.
Although Medusa didn't know why he had such an idea, it changed her mind in an instant.
Then, Medusa suddenly smiled at Perseus in front of her, her eyes filled with gratitude and reluctance to part.
"Perseus, thank you so much for your help during this time. I really didn't expect you to come to help me, but now that I'm well again, I don't want to bother you anymore."
“…”
Perseus frowned, but remained silent.
"Actually, I really don't want to leave you, but... I have more things to do, so I can only say goodbye to you."
As soon as Medusa finished speaking, Perseus suddenly raised his frightened eyes and held her hand tightly.
The strength with which he clenched his wrists even made Medusa feel a little scared for a moment, but the next moment, she heard Perseus' hoarse and suppressed voice.
“…No, don’t go.”
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