Chapter 3:
Persephone POV
Persephone couldn´t believe who was talking to her. The man of her dreams was after all Hades the Great Lord of the Underworld. Maybe she was dreaming again. She had to be. How could she had dreamt with him if she didn't knew him, and more importantly, how would he know of my dream of him.
After some time she was able to snap out of it and understand that he was real and that she wasn't dreaming at all. Hades was wearing black leather pants, with a black shirt with blood red bottoms which matched with his also red cloak and a pair of black boots. He was as handsome as in her dream. Her heart felt like it was in her throat with nerves.
She passed her day with her mother, taking care of the plants and flowers, making sure all nature were in harmony, and preparing everything for the party she was being dragged in to. Persephone knew about the party for weeks, but had managed to only be in Olympus a day before, thank the gods. She couldn't pass more than two days near her father and his wife. Hera hated her, because she was Zeus daughter with Demeter, and her dad was completely mental and couldn't keep it in his pants near her damn nymph friends or the servants.
She spent her whole day thinking about the man that had appeared in her dream, and had been trying to forget it and get on with her day, like it was nothing of importance. Though in her mind was not, because she knew the truth was that her dream was indeed important, she couldn't take that mysterious man out of her mind.
And now he was right in front of her.
Then he got closer and whispered something in her hear about her wanting to know who he was in the dream, and she felt a shiver run up her spine in delight of his close proximity to her. For some moments she found herself unable to talk, but finally her tongue decided to start working correctly and she spoke.
'Ah… my Lord, nice to meet you here.' she said as she tried not to look at his face, finding the patterns on the floor quite interesting.
The Great Lord approximated his hand to her face and caressed her, drawing her eyes to his. She was sure that if her mother saw her she would go off of her mind angry, even if he was just touching her face. But the feelings she was having were quite worth the risk.
'My lady, you don't need to be coy with me. Remember that we already meet last night, and what sweet dream that was, may I be so bold to say.' He said as he continued to stroke her cheek, looking deeply into her brown eyes with is marvelous blue ones. Gods, but his eyes were really a wonder.
'I don't think is appropriate us being so close in this place, after all everyone can see us.' Persephone remembered him, making a great effort herself to concentrate on the other gods and goddesses that were in the room with them. In that moment music started playing and some of the people that were sitting or talking to each other started forming pares and dancing to the tune.
Hades took her hand. 'Would you give me this dance, my lady? After all this way we can ne close together and nobody will get suspicious. Does that sound good?'
'Very good, my lord, I will dance with you.' The girl was slightly blushing and smiling at him as she accepted the dance.
With that the King of The Underworld took her to the center of the room, where they started to dance. Hades pulled Persephone close to him as they danced. Stars, she could smell him like this. He smelled of earth, fire and something else that drawn her near, but she couldn't tell what it was. The man was an incredible dancer it seemed and she was completely lost to the sway of their hips and the closeness of their bodies, making his warm breath caress her neck as the danced in time with the song. And she stooped mattering if the other party guests were looking at them.
For some reason she couldn't explain, she felt herself being very much attracted to this man. In her whole life her mother had always tried to keep her away from other people, especially man, because she knew she one day could fall in love, and her mother would never let her go if she did.
But while she was there in his arms, she thought that maybe she was starting to feel something for this man, as absurd as it sounded. Yes, she knew that they had only met just in that moment, or in the dream, if non realities counted, even if they both had shared it.
The music stooped and the gods and goddesses started talking again in little groups, while waiting for the next song to begin. Hastily, Hades led her to the gardens and seated on a marble bench, instructing her to sit by his side.
Persephone quickly sat next to the older god, all the while looking at his face, trying to discover what he was thinking about, but again his serene and stoic, yet handsome face didn't give much of what was going thru his thoughts.
Finally, after what felt like centuries for the young girl, the King of the Underworld spoke, looking deep into her eyes, "So, my lady… I believe we were talking about the night we dreamt with each other before our lovely dance…" he said with a smirk and a devious glint in his eyes.
"So we were, my lord." The girl said trying to remain composed in front of the man that intimidated her so much, but when she looked again, but this time, right into his night sky blue orbs, she like before lost her train of thought and became confused by her feeling and by her doubt about what had happened. "I- how- I thought that dream was mine alone. How could I be sharing it with someone else? And was it real, have you really felt like I did my lord?" Persephone asked the last past looking at something on her dress while flushing at the thought of the night before, and embarrassed that she was actually asking him if he had felt her like she felt him.
"Persephone…" the way he said her name, like he craved to say it for the rest of his existence like a prayer, whispered like a promise of something to come. "I felt it just like you did, the intensity of what we shared… something telling me that we were right where we should be…" her heart almost stopped as she again looked into his eyes and saw the truth of what he was saying, her own eyes begging his to tell her what she needed to hear, making him continuing as he found her hand in her lap and intertwining their fingers, "… together."
Trying to look shy and modest the young goddess spoke, "But we only meet today for the first time, how can you want me my lord, I am only the goddess of the plants, while you're the powerful King of the Dead and one of the three great gods… what can I offer to you?" asking the last part innocently.
The Great God moved closer to the goddess, and whispered into her ear, "My sweet you can offer me so much, I could teach you so much…" Persephone then look at him blushing as deep as she possibly could, while he licked his lips and continued, "Do you want to kiss me again, my sweet? Do you miss how my body felt against yours?" she almost whimpered, just thinking about it while listening to the deep and dulcet tones of his voice, she closed her eyes as he kept talking softly in her ear, "Do you remember how you desperately wanted me to kiss you, to touch, to sate your deepest desires? Do you want to feel like that again, to give me control over your body again? Oh… you won´t regret it my sweet, sweet Persephone."
Persephone was in a whole new dimension, and when she opened her eyes she immediately saw Hades staring at her like he was waiting for something, for some answer, some kind of confirmation that she wanted him too.
"Mmm… you know I need you my lord, but I… I don't know what I should say… do you really want me my lord?" the young goddess said shyly looking at their joined hands.
He looked at her with a surprised and pleased expression on his face, "Darling Persephone, I thought it was obvious that I ache for you, the dreams of you that come to me at night are too intense and I always wake up feeling like something in me is missing… for me you have been by my side for a very long time my lovely.", as the king said that, the girl felt like, finally after so many years of living with her mother and acting like she was never going to know happiness or a place to call her own, she could maybe be loved by a man, by someone that she was also capable of loving, and maybe in him find a home.
After some time of looking into each other eyes with a longing that could put Aphrodite love spells to shame, the Great Lord spoke, "My lovely, I know you are innocent and know nothing of some of the things I speak of and offer you, but if you allow me to show you and teach you I would feel honored and would be the happiest god amongst all of the gods… just answer me my sweet, you mother must be looking for you already… If you say yes to me I will come back to you whenever you miss me… and I will do whatever you ask of me."
Hearing that the young goddess looked into his dark blue orbs and breathed "Yes." without thinking much about it, just feeling the moment and the happiness and desire that it waked inside her.
In that moment the Lord of the Dead leaned, one hand on the small of her back and the other on her face, and kissed her. It started as a gentle kiss, but soon they were kissing deeply and she was moaning into his mouth feeling the intensity of the kiss. This was even better that in the dream, he was so much more real, the feel of his body pressed against hers and his smell made her feel dizzy with longing. He kissed her with a passion she had never known before in her life, she could feel he was lost in the kiss as well as her, and that every little move she did with her body against his made him groan, as everything he did made her whimper and moan. She had completely forgotten about the world around them or about the fact that was a party full of people inside of the palace.
"PERSEPHONE", they heard her mother calling for her, as she approached the place where they were sitting. All too soon, Hades broke the kiss and whispered, "My darling Persephone, think of me and I will come to you.", and then he disappeared, leaving her breathless and wanting.
"Oh, there you are dear, come with me and say goodbye to your father, we are leaving." Demeter informed her daughter calmly as she guided her inside the palace to say their farewells. After they talked to everyone, they went to speak to Zeus, who was very much drunk at the time and flirting with a serving nymph.
"Zeus we are leaving, I and my daughter are very tired and we're going home." her father looked at them and quickly kissed Persephone on the cheek.
"You ought to come here more often my daughter, after all you are very welcome and they seem to like you very much." He said pointing at the other gods, who were chatting with each other. "Be well Persephone, and make sure to convince your mother to let you out more often." Zeus added smirking at Demeter. Her mother just glared at him, used to the comments he did to unnerve her.
As the two of them left the palace Demeter asked, "Did you have fun tonight darling?", Persephone immediately blushed and looked at the ground answering a quick, "yes", and telling she was very tiered. Her mother didn't asked anything else as they traveled home, but was quite curious by her daughter's strange behavior.
When they got home Persephone said a quick goodnight to her mother and went to bed. While she was lying in bed she thought about Hades and how she desired that their encounter hadn't been stopped by her mother, she wanted to see how far would he go, she wanted to know what things he could teach her, but more importantly she was waiting nervously for the next time she was going to see him.
