"Thank you, my love. I appreciate it very much indeed. It makes life so much easier if I don't have to fight with my father when we go visit tomorrow. It's bad enough that my mother and Hera have to be in the same room without me ending up fighting with my father. I love him, but he is annoying sometimes." Persephone says as she strokes his cheek with her knuckles.
"You've only had to deal with him for one millennium. Imagine how I must feel having grown up with him and lived with him for two and a half millennia. He has this superiority complex that is driving me nuts. Poseidon, Zeus, Demeter, Hestia, Hera, and I are all equal, but Zeus thinks that because he is king of the gods and rules Olympus he is superior to all of us and Hera allows him to treat us that way. Poseidon, Zeus and I divided up the world equally and Poseidon and I still have to bow before him. I wish I could make him understand. "Hades gets frustrated with his brother very easily. The glare on his face is enough to make Persephone shiver.
"Hades you can't change your brother. After two and a half millennia you must realise that he is very set in his ways. You just need to be aware of how he is and be prepared to handle everything that he can possibly throw at you." Persephone says calmly. She's spent enough time fighting with her father to know that he's not about to change any time soon. Hades yawns as she talks and Persephone smiles softly at him. "Hades you need to go to bed. You're exhausted and so am I."
Hades tries to weakly protest, but is so tired that he allows Persephone to pull him up and walk him to the bedroom. He flops onto the bed with his hands over his face and when he opens his eyes again Persephone is kneeling above him with her knees on each side of his waist. She bends forward and kisses Hades' lips. Hades' arms come up and loop around Persephone's waist. Neither of them pull away from the kiss. Persephone reaches down and unpins Hades' charcoal grey toga and pulls it down to expose his muscular chest. She rakes her fingers, currently painted scarlet, down his chest and Hades shivers. Hades kisses the tips of Persephone's fingers as she touches his face. Hades yawns. "Roll over, Hades, and I'll give you a back massage."
Hades groans as he rolls over. His back is bothering him from leaning over his desk all day. He sighs as he feels Persephone's fingers start working on his knots. "That feels nice." He says quietly.