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The Amazon Gift	By : iamvirgo Category: G through L > Hercules Views: 2777 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Here is the next chapter I updated like 5 mins ago. I wrote a really big chapter so I am now just summarizing the thing into short chapters. The word count on the thing was over 14,000. That�s a lot.

Pairing: Hercules/Iolaus at the start. Could end up either Herc/Iolaus or Ares/Iolaus.

Disclaimer: I do not own Hercules: TLJ or make any profit from this fic.

Rating: NC-17

Beta: Myself

Warnings: Mpreg, Violence, Slash, Lemons.

Timeline: Takes place after 'Old Ares had a farm' in Xenaverse. Also Takes place 'Full Circle' in Hercules.

Really big A/N: I have just realised I have made a big timeline plothole. 'Old Ares had a farm' was set 25 years later in the Xenaverse world. Lets pretend Ares gave u his godhood 25 years earlier to protect baby Eve, who will be in this fic. I may edit chap 1 and 2 to include her

�Talking� �Thinking�

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The past four days for Iolaus had been very confusing four days for him. All he could remember was a tingling ankle, a warm bed, and beautiful blurry blue eyes that he was positive didn�t belong to Hercules. The healer, who actually had been the owner of those baby blue eyes had told him he was unconscious for three days. Iolaus was never one to stay in bed late or even if he was sick so he went to stand up but found that when he put, even the minimal amount of pressure on his right foot, his right ankle would jolt and give up, making Iolaus clatter to the floor beside his bed in an ungraceful heap. The healer, Natasa turned around hearing the crashing sound and quickly went over to him. Throwing one arm round his shoulder and waist for support, she slowly eased him up to sit on the edge of his mattress.
�Wow. Slow down my king, don�t run before you can walk.�
�My king? I guess I�m still dreaming, am I, unless, I�m not in another alternate dimension again. Am I?�
�What? Maybe I should give you more medicine or check for a head wound. And by the way you aren�t our official king yet but our queen Valasca has ordered there to be a official ceremony appointing your status once you are completely well. Looking at it now I can see the poison has receded and your wound is no longer infected. The swelling has also receded.�
�That�s great news. Now all I want is a little fresh air. Can you get me a stick or something to lean on please? I will go mad if I am confined to a small hut.�
Natasa went over beside the door and retrieved a crutch that she had measured for Iolaus� height earlier. She went over and handed it to Iolaus and warned him. �Don�t put to much pressure on you foot or you could tear something, ok?�
�Ok, sure.� Iolaus used the staff as leverage to climb up it. He placed his armpit on a horizontal piece of wood about 1 foot long. The staff was exactly the right height for him to use. He gingerly made his way to the door and lifted the leather flap. He hobbled his way out and took in his surroundings. He was a bit concerned when he noticed that, A) He seemed to be in a Amazonian village judging by the surroundings, B) There was a very large temple in front of him. And amazon + large temple = Hera and C) He couldn�t see Hercules anywhere.
He let out a long breath and blundered his way over to the steps leading up to the temple and slumped down on them. He placed the crutch beside him and rested his elbows on his knees, he then rubbed eyes his eyes trying to remember the previous few days. He had to put his head in his hands when flashes appeared in front of his eyes.
Being hit on the head while fighting amazons in his room in Corinth. Being tied to a tree. Escaping with Hercules. Stabbing pains in his ankle. Walking a day and a half starving and parched. Entering the village and being led to the temple. Being randomly made king by the amazon queen. Entering a hut and falling asleep. His ankle feeling like it was on fire. Then waking up feeling unsettled.
Iolaus� thoughts were interrupted by someone tapping his shoulder. His head immediately shot up and he automatically reached for his crutch to defend himself when he observed a girl about seven or eight. She had long brown hair tied up in a high ponytail, and had blue eyes and wore a sky blue died cotton sleeveless dress that came up to her knees. She had the typical gold bracelets, necklaces, and bangles on and she had wooden sandals. She had her head gazing downwards to the dried, dust covered ground. She also had her hands behind her back and was wearing a hold in the ground with one sandal.
�Good afternoon king Kratos� She muttered shyly while blushing. �Queen Valasca has sent for you. She wants you to go to her hut.�
�Fine. But can you take me there, Please?�
�Sure.� Iolaus started to get up but he noticed the girl hadn�t moved yet. He looked up to ask her what was wrong but found her just staring at him with fixed interest upon her face. �Ugh, you okay little girl?� He asked while frowning.
�My name is Iantha.� She giggled while flushing even more crimson. �I�m daughter of Anazilea the captain of the guards, here in Kalos. And I�m sorry for staring, but you are the first man I have ever seen.�
Iolaus could feel his lips quirking at he sides. He asked. �And what do you think?�
�Do all men look like girls?� She asked abruptly.
�What!!�
�Well.� Iantha giggled again and pet Iolaus� hair. �You have pretty blonde hair, blue eyes and you�re about as tall as my mommy.�
�Ok kid, I will give you the hair and eyes thing, but, I am exactly the normal height a normal man should be.� He said exasperated. �Wait a minute. If I am the first man you have seen then you mustn�t of met Hercules. And he is not exactly hard to miss. He�s really tall with brown mousey hair, wears a yellow shirt and can lift an ox with one hand?�
�Nope, but he sounds scary. Though I have only just returned from a hunting trip with my auntie this morning. I bumped into our queen beside her hut and she ordered me to �fetch our new king Kratos.� And that you would be somewhere around here. We better go because she hates waiting.� Iolaus eased himself up and trailed after Iantha who was walking in and around a few huts. They eventually came across the largest of them all and Iantha stood beside the door hopping on her toes and swinging her arms while grinning..
�This is her hut, you better knock before you go in.�
�Thanks a lot Iantha� Then he smiled kindly at her and ruffled her hair. In response she giggled and scampered off into a hut and out of view. Iolaus� smile then turned into a frown �It�s hard to believe she will most probably grow up to be a vicious fighter and a merciless killer.� He pivoted around and knocked on one of the support beams beside the doorway. Upon hearing the command �Enter� he lifted the flap and entered the hut,.
Iolaus looked around he noticed that her hut was not that different to his own one. The ceiling was about seven foot high and in the middle was a hole around 1 foot in diameter. The actual hut was a circle shape and about fifteen foot in diameter. There was an extinguished fire pit in the middle under the hole in the ceiling. A table with various bottles, personal trinkets and plates of food were to his left. On front of him there was a large exquisite red sofa with golden edges, and on the wall there were various weapons like a sword, daggers and a bow and arrows. To his right was a bed packed with different colour furs and feathers and sitting cross-legged on the furs was Valasca. In her hand she had a silver jug and two matching silver goblets balanced in front of her front of her. She looked at Iolaus and smiled warmly.
�Good day to you my king, please have a seat with your queen.� She said silkily while gesturing to the bed of furs with her free hand.
Iolaus glared but still made his way over to the bed and slowly lowered himself down beside her on the edge of the bed. He turned towards her and looked at her determined. �Where�s Hercules?� he demanded.
Valasca�s smile never faltered as she lifted up a goblet and poured red coloured water into it and handed it over to Iolaus. He took it carefully and studied it contents. �Why is it red?� he asked nonchalantly.
�Don�t worry, its nothing but crushed strawberry�s in sweetened water.� And she proved it was harmless by pouring a goblet for herself and drinking some. After she swallowed she said �Don�t worry, your half-god friend is fine. To fill his days he has decided to make himself useful by volunteering to help with some farming and other chores around the village.�
�I still want to see him.� He demanded again. �Then I will be the judge if he is fine or not.�
Valasca sighed sadly �It�s a shame you don�t believe me. But if its what your heart desires then I must obey.�
She slowly eased herself up. She took Iolaus� goblet out of his hands and placed both of them on a nearby table. She then turned around and went over to Iolaus and she held a hand for him to help him up. Iolaus ignored the offered hand and got up slowly by himself using his crutch. They left the hut in silence and Valasca made her way through the maze of huts, shed and gardens with Iolaus dragging behind her silently. Finally after many hurried strenuous steps Valasca made her behind a hut that was located just beside the main path going up to the temple. He followed her behind the small hut and Iolaus stopped as his eyes made out the figure in front of him.
He couldn�t help but smile to himself but it was not for the conformation that this love seemed fine and healthy, but for the fact the was he was farming. Hercules had his back to them but Iolaus could see he had striped out of his yellow shirts which were on the floor beside the patch but Iolaus didn�t notice them as he was looking at Hercules harvesting grain on a ten by ten foot patch of land with wooden hand held sickle. The sun was glistening on his sweat slicked toned body and Iolaus licked his lips and his eyes feasted on the sight in front of him. His eyes watched and played over the muscles of the back and biceps of Hercules as lifted the sickle above his head with his strong hands and swung it back forcibly downwards through the crop, while a soft breeze blew stray strands of hair and sweat was cascading down lines on his back while a soft breeze played with his hair and made its way onto his face obstructing his eyes and Iolaus got a nice view of the neck muscles as Hercules was shaking his hair out of his face by a sharp flick of his head. As his eyes studied the very appealing form of his partner he noticed to his distaste he was not the only one enjoying the show, the owner of the crops was also watching him with a fixed expression of lust in her eyes. Even thought the amazon hadn�t noticed the two arrivals into her garden Iolaus still shot her his best �Make a move and you will feel pain worse than Tartarus� death glare.
The way Iolaus had been staring at Hercules had not been lost on Valasca. She saw the fire in his eyes as they watched the spectacle in front of them. Valasca had never had any appeal in any men and this half-god was no different. From the signs earlier on she had suspected they were lovers and her suspicions were just conformed. She placed her hand on Iolaus� shoulder and he jumped out of his dreamlike state and looked towards her. �See he is safe and sound. Not one hair on his head hurt.�
�Yea yea. I get it. You�re a true keeper of your word.� Iolaus sarcastically spat back.
Hercules halted his motions and his head had reeled around as he thought he had heared Iolaus� voice. His suspicions had been confirmed as he caught sight of him with Valasca standing by the hut. He was leaning heavily on a crutch, but he was there. He placed the sickle down carefully and dashed over to the duo with a poorly hidden smile on his face. When he reached them he took Iolaus� face in his hands. Realizing he actually was there and not just his mind playing with him, he pulled his best friend into a hug and lifted Iolaus off his feet �Iolaus, its good you see you finally up and well.� At hearing Iolaus� nearly inaudible wince he smiled sheepishly and set him carefully back on the ground. He settled for clamping his arm loosely around his shoulder instead.
�I kept trying to go see you but the healer wouldn�t let me in. I was really worried.� He then asked lovingly. �How are you, really?
Valasca who had grown bored of being ignored interrupted the pair�s reunion. �Maybe you to should go back to your hut Kratos. After all there is more privacy there.� She pointed out that they where gathering a crowd. The boys nodded. Valasca smiled �Good, now I have important duties to fulfil. Make sure he rests Hercules. See you both later.� She turned around and made her way to Hera temple not looking back. Hercules, always a mother hen gently starting leading them to the direction of Iolaus� hut. Iolaus rolled his eyes at the gesture and grumbled.
�Gee Herc I�m not made of glass. I can walk myself you know.�
Hercules frowned but silently nodded and let go of his partners shoulder. They made it to Iolaus� hut with a minimal amount off effort and before Iolaus could voice his protest Hercules had lifted the flap for Iolaus to enter the settlement first. Deciding to ignore the gesture of chivalry he hobbled passed Hercules and into the hut. After making sure the flap was securely closed behind them Hercules went over to the table where a large bowl of fruit and a jug of water and two goblets were. He examined the bowl of fruits containing al sort of exotic fruit he selected on a glossy red apple and moved to pour a goblet of water. Meanwhile Iolaus had made himself comfortable reclining on the bed with his elbows supporting him. Hercules made his way over to him and passed him the goblet of water and apple forcing Iolaus to sit up. He then sat on the bed to the right of Iolaus and started combing his hair through his hair. Setting the apple and goblet on the floor Iolaus then moaned and leaned into the touch.
�Your hair is greasy.� Hercules said effectively breaking the comfortable silence between the two.
�Smooth Herc. Way to break the mood. In case you didn�t notice I have been out of it the last few days to take care of my hygiene. What have you been doing the past few days anyway?�
�I only thing I�m good for buddy. Fixing wheels, farming, and flirting.� He then looked down and nuzzled his partners cheek and murmured �Oh and when I had spare time I also worried about you.�
Iolaus pulled away from Hercules and examined his eyes carefully and spoke �You know I would have pulled through. it was only a stupid infection. And in the worst case I would have lost my foot. Anyway, I�m here, hungry and I stink. What does a king have to do around here to get some service here. By the way do you know much more about this king business Herc?�
Hercules sighed and pulled Iolaus into his arms �Well practically everyone is talking how excited they are about how they will have a male ruler. Which is strange because as I thought being a amazon meant that they didn�t have a male ruler. That they lived and survived by their owns rules.�
�Maybe they are under another spell of Aphrodite? (1)� Iolaus suggested.
�No. Hera warned Dite of the consequences if she ever went near her amazons again. Its not her.�
�Oh well, we will figure this out later. Where are the baths around here? My smell is kind of making me nauseous.�
�Well I didn�t want to say anything but�OW.� Iolaus had hit Hercules hard on the bicep. �Careful where you hit my love. I have been working for nearly four days strait and my arms hurt.�
�Awe. Poor little Hercules has sore arms from worrying about little old me.�
�Any more teasing my friend and I am going to have to leave you here on your own to find the baths.� He glanced at Iolaus to see he had puckered his lips into a adorable pout. Unable to resist Hercules let out a long breath and threw up his hands. �Ok you win. There is a bath hut just behind your hut. My king has his own personal bath chambers.�
�Yea well your king is going to start giving out punishments if his loyalist and most faithful servant doesn�t assist him to the bath right now.�
Hercules smiled and lifted himself of the comfy bed. He turned around to take his partners hands and gently pull him up. Not bothering with the crutch Iolaus wrapped his arms around Hercules� arm for support and they made there gingerly out of the hut. Hercules guided his blond limping attachment around the back of the hut and to the bath hut which was literally just behind Iolaus� own hut.
It looked like an ordinary hut from the outside but as you entered the door a five by five foot pool with steaming water covered up most of the room. Limestone rocks were lined around the edge of the bath and steam was slithering out of the water and had cased the room in a hazy smoke. Against the wall was a table with an assortment of bath oils and soaps on it and there were also a few flurry white towels placed neatly on it aswell. The room itself felt like it could�ve doubled up to be used as a sauna.
Iolaus could feel the heavy heat in the room and struggled to let in a deep breath. �Ah, its good to be the king.�
�Come on �your majesty�, its time to clean that royal grease out of your hair.�
Iolaus carefully hobbled over and sat down on one of the flat limestone�s beside the bath and shrugged off his purple vest and threw it carelessly at Hercules who caught it with no problem. His pendant and gauntlets followed swiftly after. Hercules noticed Iolaus� reluctance to take off his right boot and made a move to assist him.
�Don�t even think about it Herc. I can take my own boots off. I�m not a kid.� He said while glaring at him. Hercules held his hands up in defence and just continued to watch Iolaus clumsily undress himself. Iolaus sucked in a breath as he carefully pulled off his right boot wincing as he did and exposing the heavily bandaged foot while he carelessly yanked off the other. He stood up putting the least amount of pressure on his foot and opened both of his belts and lowering his pants and somewhat awkwardly stepping out of them and casting them aside. He circled around and looked at the water when he realized something, while a frown settled onto his face.
�Um, Herc. What do I do about my foot in the water?�
�Don�t worry love. I will sort that out. I will get in with you.� He gently folded Iolaus� clothes and laid them down on the table while he turned around and stared taking of his own clothes.
Iolaus saw him with his shirt now off and him reaching for his pants when Iolaus did a dramatic gasp and placed a hand over his mouth. �By the gods. A bath attendant getting in with the king. What would his loyal followers say?�
�They�d say �Oh no, not again.�.� Iolaus smiled in response and enjoyed the view as Hercules got completely naked in front of him. Remembering the bathing stuff Hercules went over to the table and selected a soft looking cloth and a purple coloured vial with liquid oil in it. He opened the stopper and smiled as the smell of lavender invaded his nose. Placing the stopper on top again and grabbing a few towels he set them down within reach while he went over and he swung one leg into the steaming warm sulphuric water and then swung the other on in aswell. The water only came up to his hips when he was standing so he slowly lowered himself to his knees so that the water was just over his nipples. Feeling around under the water he smiled as his came across a seat carved out of the wall. He glanced up at Iolaus and said.
�There�s a little stone bench to sit on a few feet under the water by the edge. Put your bad foot on my shoulder and I will wash you.�
Iolaus smiled and lowered himself into the water on his left foot while keeping his right foot out of the water he carefully lowered himself to sit on the stone bench and then he lowered his right foot so his ankle rested on Hercules� left shoulder. Hercules reached over and grabbed the cloth opened the vial and dribbled some onto the cloth. Lathering it up he brought the cloth to Iolaus chest and started with circular motions to clean his chest. Taking care to clean both of his nipples while Iolaus started moaning and his eyelids started to flutter shut. Finishing with his chest he then reached under the water to take up one arm and raise it above the water where he cleaned the biceps and made his way down the arm to the hands and fingers and was making sure that they were clean. Lowering the hand back into the water again he reached for the other and repeated the same method on it. Motioning Iolaus to lift his left leg Hercules washed his whole leg and foot in the same pattern as his arms and he also cleaned the other leg up to the knee and leaving the shin and foot dry.
Next Hercules took the cloth under the water and started washing his thighs and hips while purposely avoiding Iolaus hard arousal to Iolaus� complete frustration.
�Herc, please.� He pleaded with his head tossed back against the rocks on the edge of the bath. Iolaus then moaned and spread his legs more as he felt Hercules start to clean his shaft off with the cloth. As Hercules� motions with the cloth on Iolaus� arousal increased and so did the moans and gasps of pleasure. Iolaus kept raising his hips to meet his partners gentle but fast strokes. Hercules adjusted Iolaus so that he had his right leg over his shoulder so he could have easy reach to Iolaus� neck. He licked and sucked the junction gently where neck met shoulder. Iolaus moved his head to give Hercules easier access. He licked a trail up Iolaus� jaw until he came to his mouth that he swiftly licked to ask permission. Wrapping his arms tightly around Hercules� neck Iolaus pressed his lips hard against his lover and plunged his tongue into his mouth which quickly came a battle for dominance.
Hercules gave Iolaus a little squeeze and Iolaus let go of his mouth throwing his back against the rocks groaning loudly. His breath escalated into short gasps and a few more strokes later Iolaus was biting his lip to fight back a cry as he came in the water. Breathing heavy, Iolaus let go of Hercules� neck and his body slumped back against the wall of the bath.
�Love you Herc.� He managed to gasp out. He started to close his eyes.
�Hey, its not sleep time yet. I still have to wash you hair. Lean forward.�
Groaning in frustration, Iolaus flopped his head forward so his chin hit his chest and started to close his eyes again. Hercules picked up the silver jug that was beside the bath and gathered some water in it to wet Iolaus� hair. He then reached for the vial again and poured some of the oil onto his hair and started lathering it up. Rinsing off the soap after his hair was clean Hercules told Iolaus to get out. Making sure Iolaus� bandage didn�t get wet Iolaus got out of the bath and sat on a stone by it with his head still lowered down to his chest. Chuckling, Hercules quickly cleaned his chest and hair and got himself out of the bath and went over and received a towel and went and started towel drying Iolaus� hair and body. Sufficiently dry Hercules wrapped a towel around Iolaus� waist he while he dried himself off and wrapped a towel around his own waist. Deciding to leave their clothes Hercules realised Iolaus was in no state to walk or hobble even so he gathered the unresisting hunter in his arms and left the hut.
It was becoming dark by this time they had finished their bath and if any amazon even saw them they didn�t pay attention. Hercules brought Iolaus strait into his hut and laid him gently down on his bed where Iolaus let out a huge yawn and slumped against the cover and snuggled up to the pillow and started to drift off. Hercules lowered himself gently down on the edge of the bed behind the hunter and just admired his soul mates features. �I cant believe I finally have him all to myself now.� Hercules remembered how they first got together which wasn�t even that long ago.
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1 - From the episode �Love takes a holiday� in Hercules: TLJ.
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