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Percy had just been eating breakfast when his father appeared to him in his small home on the surface.
The god looked him up and down in a way that had him blushing immediately.
Gods did he ever know how to get to him.
While he was living on the surface to finish his schooling, that didn't mean that he didn't get to see his dad.
If he so much as spoke his name, the god had committed to being there, something he did often with how frequently he was on his mind.
Especially since he had plugged him up with the massive remote controlled toy that reached all the way to his prostate.
The very same remote controlled toy that not only had a timer rigged to it, but a magical enchantment that turned it on maximum power every time Percy thought of his dad.
Seeing as the god was right in front of him, and that Percy could practically taste him from how close he was, the toy kicked it into high gear immediately hardening the demigod, and flooding his eyes with pure lust.
"Do you want to do something special for me, baby?"
"Mhmm, yes daddy. Please daddy."
"Good boy."
In one fluid motion, the king lifted his son and laid him out on the table, smiling when he saw that he didn't wear anything beneath the oversized t-shirt that fit him more like a nightgown.
Percy darkened even further when he saw the way his father looked at him, feeling an additional flow of pride at the pure hunger that was growing in his gaze.
It was because of that, that Percy was confused when his father simply slid the toy out and stepped away.
He whimpered at the lack of sensation, and gave his dad the biggest pout possible, something which only served to make the god laugh good naturedly and press a kiss to it.
"Fine, fine. Are you ready then, princess?"
"Yes daddy."
He had been expecting the warmth of his dad's larger, girthy cock, or even the warmth of his rough, and talented fingers.
What he had not expected was the cool and slick sensation of a long, still plenty wide rod of ice sliding into him, further than he even thought possible.
The next thing he knew the very bottom of it widened to make a plug, and his dad stepped away, giving his hole a little spank as he did.
For a few moments, Percy couldn't even properly think.
Not a single cohesive thought came to mind, especially not with the cool of the ice growing a large knot to press against his prostate.
He had no idea how long passed when he finally came to enough to realize that he was now sitting, curled up on his father's lap, his face tucked into his neck, and the gods hands tracing up and down his bare spine.
"Are you back with me, darling?"
Percy opened his mouth to reply, but only a whining keen fell out instead, leading the god to laugh once more, and lean a kiss onto the delicate skin of his neck.
At his encouraging whimper, the god kissed once more, biting and sucking as he went, spending his love over the entire expanse of his neck, and marking his baby boy as his.
It was only after his dad was finished with him did he realize that while he was bare of any clothing, he was no longer bare of any undergarments.
While he had previously not even been wearing the slightest amount of panties, now he wore a chastity belt of sorts, one that tucked him up and made him smooth like a woman, and as well kept the ice in.
Wait.
How long had it been? Surely his body heat must have melted the ice by that point.
"How-"
"Is it still frozen? Awe, sweetheart, I know you're quite a bit smarter than that, or at least I thought you were , why don't you try again?"
"I-I don't. I-" He really tried, but for whatever reason, nothing came to mind.
His thoughts couldn't even focus long enough for him to try.
The issue was with the cold of the ice.
It made it almost impossible to think even basic thoughts, and left him feeling like a total ditz.
Poseidon cooed. "It's okay princess, you don't need those big girl thoughts anyway."
"I don't?" He replied, just barely getting what his dad was even saying.
"No, sweetheart." The god assured, petting his hair, " But if you want to stay up here all alone , you have to prove to me that you can. After all if you can't even seem to come up with any proper thoughts, why would you need to finish school? How could you finish school?"
Percy made a confused sound of protest, now only getting half of what he was saying, and not liking it.
"Don't be upset, princess, it's for the best. If you can't make any big girl thoughts, it would be best if you just came with daddy where you could be the truest version of you and you don't even have to bother wasting time on such silly things. You weren't made for such heavy thinking, and trying to do so when it's against your very nature is only going to hurt you in the long run."
Maybe it was the coldness getting even colder, paired with his dad's soft comfort, or maybe it was the hazy compliance that had taken root right before his dad slid the ice into his hole, but whatever it may be, the god's words were making an awful lot of sense in that moment.
Thinking was too hard, but his daddy made it all better again.
His daddy would make sure that he felt utterly divine.
His daddy would make sure that the only thing that was ever hard was him.
"Okay daddy." He agreed, his voice quite a bit further away, and breathier than it typically was.
Poseidon just smiled, and whisked his little boy away, almost mournful that his plan had been easier than he ever would have thought.
He had really wished that he would get to play a lot more with his son and his reactions to the ice within him before his brain clouded over with the spell he laid.
Though he supposed the only reason it would have taken him so quickly was if he was ready to submit to his bimbo side already.
Even if he didn't quite know it.
No matter now, he had his precious prize.
He half wondered how long it would take his delightful ditz to realize he stopped aging, that is if he ever did.