058. Block
In such a beautiful and peaceful time, with the warm sunshine shining on his body, Perseus was a little drowsy because of such sweetness.
But not long after, he was suddenly awakened by the movement around him. Medusa's limbs began to struggle wildly, her whole body was trembling slightly, and her brows were tightly furrowed.
Perseus looked closely and found that Medusa was still immersed in sleep, just like what had happened to her before.
He naturally would not have thought that Medusa could achieve her goal through dreams. Perseus' first reaction was that Medusa was having a nightmare again.
Could the nightmare that could make her feel so terrified be the Poseidon, the god of the sea who had forced and possessed her?
Thinking of this, a complex emotion mixed with anger slowly rose up in Perseus. He knew that Medusa must have been severely hurt by Poseidon, the god of the sea, during that dark time, but he didn't dare to think about it. What Perseus didn't realize was that he could even feel an inexplicable jealousy in it.
This is not because he is jealous of Poseidon for taking Medusa's virginity, because he does not think of Medusa as an object, she is a three-dimensional living person.
Perseus was jealous that a despicable god like Poseidon had already had a close connection with her life earlier, even though it brought Medusa unspeakable pain.
Perseus only regretted not having met her sooner. If he could have, he would never have let Medusa suffer such harm, but would have done his utmost to protect her...
It’s a pity that there is no "if" in the world, and things that shouldn’t happen still happen.
The tall Perseus nervously held Medusa in his arms, making her look exceptionally thin and petite. Unable to contain his heartache, he gently pushed her body, "...Medusa? Medusa!"
Soon, perhaps because she heard Perseus' call, Medusa's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and she seemed to suddenly wake up from her fear. Her beautiful eyes subconsciously narrowed in the face of the warm sunlight, and she gasped for breath.
Medusa took a while to adjust, and her dark purple eyes gradually focused on Perseus' face, and then she gradually relaxed.
Facing Medusa's condition, Perseus was really worried, but he had no other choice but to speak carefully, fearing to touch upon her sorrow. "Are you... having a nightmare?"
Medusa just shook her head absentmindedly, her expression serious and her body cold. "No, it's not a nightmare."
"What is that... maybe you could tell me and I could help you share the burden?"
She raised her head and saw Perseus's earnest and concerned eyes, and she spoke subconsciously, "I just dreamed that a god said he would lock me up forever."
“And He also, He also…”
As she spoke, Medusa suddenly paused, as if she had finally realized something from her own words. After a long moment of stunned silence, she couldn't help but chuckle, which made Perseus a little confused.
But soon, those delicate and moving eyes flickered, and Medusa looked at the foolish Perseus in front of her, her eyes radiant, her voice soft and slightly deliberate, "...He even hugged me tightly and kissed me, and told me not to have any contact with other men."
Perseus was just confused at first, but after hearing what happened next, his face changed. He had become even more powerful than before because of the power bestowed by the king of gods Zeus. While Medusa was speaking, he suddenly felt a cold and domineering aura coming from Medusa.
It was more like a mark, containing an unpredictable power. Perseus sensitively sensed a warning and threat from it, which made any other god think twice before touching Medusa. As a result, he couldn't help but be on guard all over, even his tailbone was numb with fear, but Perseus was just an ignorant demigod after all, and he didn't know who this mark came from.
“…Who is it?!”
Medusa simply found it amusing. She hooked her arm around Perseus' neck, draped her entire body against his, and whispered tenderly in his ear, "This isn't important, and it doesn't seem to have anything to do with your father, the God King Zeus. But what He doesn't know is that I hate it most when someone tells me to be obedient and submissive..."
She didn't know that Tartarus, the god of the abyss, had left such a mark on her body, but Medusa would not restrain herself because of a few words from him.
What's more, she had already noticed something from Tartarus's actions. Even if nothing really happened between her and him, this just proved Medusa's guess, so she would not be obedient.
Perseus's full attention immediately returned to Medusa. Even though Medusa seemed untouchable under the threat of this power, he didn't care at all.
He was essentially the same as Medusa. After everything he had experienced, he felt only disappointment and rebellion towards these gods. Even though Perseus's mind and body wanted to retreat in such a situation, he was unwilling to let go.
Perseus longed for Medusa immensely. Even though he would never have imagined in the past that he would have such deep feelings for the "debauchee" and "traitor" whom the gods wanted him to kill, now no one or any god could stop him from yearning for her.
Even if it means dying in vain, I will not hesitate.
His bulging Adam's apple rolled up and down, and every cell in his body seemed to be howling. Under the temptation of Medusa, Perseus quickly stood up, violating his body's original fear reaction caused by Tartarus.
At this moment, Perseus felt very painful. Even a faint breath of Tartarus made this demigod feel unable to move forward. After all, there was a huge gap between them in terms of status and power. Therefore, every exploration seemed like extreme happiness mixed with torture.
But he pretended to be indifferent, because as long as it was what she wanted, Perseus would do his best to satisfy her, even if it meant giving up everything he had.
What's more, this is what Perseus longed for every moment. She was so charming that even just accidentally looking at her or touching her could easily stir his heartstrings. In other words, as long as Medusa was willing, perhaps no man could escape her control. They only hoped to get her favoring gaze.
However, Medusa did not notice anything wrong. She just thought that his reaction was more intense than usual because of the stimulation of her words. At this moment, she was held steadily by Perseus. His different meticulousness and depth made Medusa even happier. Unconsciously, her whole body seemed to be shrouded in mist.
In the past, the physical memory that Poseidon, the god of the sea, left on Medusa was indelible. It was too strong, as if he wanted to conquer her and leave her nowhere to escape. Perseus was completely different. Although she was just using him, she did it voluntarily in the final analysis. Therefore, Medusa preferred Perseus, who respected her more.
It was at this moment that she felt that her soul and body had never been so unified. This delicate and annoying yet cherished feeling made her unable to help but bite his neck tightly and sob, venting her anger through such pain.
Just as she was crying and sinking into such joy and pain, suddenly a chaotic noise came from somewhere, which made her feel annoyed.
"Where are they?"
"Someone just saw them flying here!"
"Isn't this a bad thing for us? I think that man is most likely a messenger of God. If we disobey the gods, we will be punished!"
"Impossible! How could a god interfere in such a trivial matter as ours?"
"But they are very powerful. So many people just now couldn't stop them, and we can't beat them either."
"Are you scared? You're so cowardly!"
"You're not a sea monster. Don't you want to be a hero like Perseus, praised by everyone?"
“…”
Oh, it turned out that their windows were wide open and they could hear the sound clearly.
Fortunately, their house was rented on a high ground, so no one should see them. But just as she thought of this, Medusa suddenly felt a large, hot hand covering her mouth even more tightly. In her ears was the sound of Perseus's painful but desperately suppressed breathing to prevent anyone outside from hearing the noise.
At the same time, there were chaotic and urgent footsteps outside the door, and Medusa suddenly woke up from the chaos and confusion. Although she was exhausted, she was still tense with fear.
She was not afraid of these people. After all, she and Perseus both possessed powerful strength, which was enough to deal with ordinary people. But in this situation, it was a bit impolite.
“Hmm…”
Perseus groaned, but he still covered Medusa's mouth tightly, his strong arms bulging with muscles, staring deeply at Medusa. Her face looked even smaller against the backdrop of Perseus's hands. Even though her whole body was aching slightly from the mark of Tartarus, he couldn't help but feel moved by her beauty, and even a part of his body began to beat heavily.
Medusa naturally had no energy to care about Perseus' current condition. She could hardly protect herself. She closed her eyes and let out a sigh that sounded like satisfaction and pity.
“——Bang, bang, bang!”
"Is anyone there? I suspect you're harboring some bad guys. Open the door!"
There was a rapid knock on the door. Because most of the buildings here, except for some temples, were made of wood, the knock was very crisp and loud, which scared Medusa again.
Both of them were silent when they heard the knock on the door. Medusa held her breath nervously. Although she was also very hot, she found that Perseus' forehead was covered with sweat, almost soaking his entire body, and it was sparkling in the sun.
The wooden door was very strong, and to prevent thieves, there was additional force protection on the door, so people outside couldn't get in at all, and they just kept shouting in frustration, yelling at them to come out.
Thinking of this, Medusa breathed a sigh of relief and reached out happily to touch his strong muscles, one after another, with her fingertips tapping lightly in an ambiguous manner, as if she was dancing.
Finally, Perseus seemed unable to bear it any longer. His originally green eyes turned red at this moment. He covered her mouth even more tightly and shackled her tightly. Medusa widened her eyes in panic in this uncontrollable helplessness, but she could no longer care about so much.
In the distance, the sound was heard again, but this time it was much more vague.
"Stop knocking. Maybe no one lives here. Let's go look somewhere else."
"What the hell, why did I keep yelling and knocking for so long? My hands are all red..."
“…”
After the footsteps gradually faded away, the voice in her ears suddenly switched to Perseus's. His voice was urgent and broken, and he even called her name eagerly, "Medusa, look at me, Medusa..."
But Medusa was too lazy to pay attention to him at this moment, or she was simply powerless to do anything.
Because she found that everything around her seemed to slow down and stagnate unconsciously, and she felt a chill on her neck. At the same time, another familiar voice came to her ears.
"Medusa..."
——A helpless sigh that seemed to come from the abyss, and then quickly disappeared.
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