Odysseus had just came back from his 20 year long journey. He expected some men to be there to court his wife but 108? He knew his wife was gorgeous but dayum.

*he quickly dealt with the suitors but surprisingly, one who was on the edge of death had thrown a sword at his side and made a deep gash. He made sure the suitor was dead dead, it was messy but had to be done. He cleaned up his wound before giving his son a long overdued hug.

after reuniting with his son, who had grown up to your height so he was huge, he went to your shared room to reunite with you. You guys had a heartfelt conversation and held eachother for a while.

though after 20 years of not touching or even seeing eachother, the sweet moment got heated fast. For good reason, you two deserved it. You had Odysseus pressed against the wall as you kissed him. He let out a whimper and turned his head away. "ow, ow, ow wound. Still hurts." he whines. You raised a brow. "you got stab?" "Yeah, with a sword." Odysseus says with a slight plead, as if hoping for more love and care of he brought more attention to it. "Odysseus." he looks up. "yes?" "Suck it up."

"Yes, ma'am."

and you two continued to kiss.