AN: Sooooooo I heard you guys. You wanted more.
Consider the next few chapters. A type of sequel.
Work From Home:
Nosy Neighbors
Hades escorted Persephone back to the kitchen where it all started. Like a domino knocking over, one thing leading to another, their frantic urges here gave way into a marathon of passion. That passion bled into nearly every room of his mansion leaving behind a massacre of ecstasy. He would have fetched it himself, but that would have meant leaving Persephone alone with his brother. Obviously, he couldn't let that happen, especially while the only clothing she had was his suit jacket draped across her shoulders.
"Here you go." Hades bent down and picked up the pale gold dress she had worn at the party… how many nights ago was it? Two. She hadn't worn anything else except for random pieces of his wardrobe that were quickly removed. He held the dress in his hands; It was practically the size of a dish towel and he still could not believe that anybody could fit inside of a thing so small. He smirked mischievously. He had fit inside of a thing so small. Only just. The grin vanished as he berated himself for such lewd thoughts.
"Thank you!" Persephone took the dress. As she did a small card fell out of the built in bustier.
"Oh. This dropped." Hades caught it with lightning quick reflexes. "Who's Kore?" He asked reading the name on her business card.
"OH!" Persephone tried to snatch the business card back. "Oh no. That's an old one."
Hades held it a loft. "Ms. Goddess of Spring, did you make this?"
"Well." Persephone sighed, defeated. "Yeah." She scratched the back of her head and her breast became exposed from the shelter of his coat. Hades resisted the urge to censor her with his mouth.
"That was my old name." She admitted.
"This looks like a child did this." He said with obvious delight in his tone. He accidentally brushed against her chest as he pushed her away. He froze and let Persephone swipe her business card back.
"Well, I did make those a few years ago." Persephone huffed. "So kind of."
Hades squinted his eyes. "What does that mean?"
Zeus walked in just then. "Okay. Ten minutes?" He talked into the phone at his ear. "Sounds good. We'll be ready." He got off the phone. "Okay, Persephone, get some clothes on. Here's the plan."
"There's a plan?" Persephone tilted her head to the side and shrugged out of Hades coat.
"Yes." Zeus nodded, not at all phased at the nudity displayed in front of him. This wasn't the first time he helped one of his brother's lays escape a media frenzy.
"Why?" Persephone asked while stepping into her dress. "Oh. Can you zip me up?" She asked Hades. He stepped behind her and held her hair to the side while she pulled her dress over and up her curves.
"Because, we are proactive people. There's a shitstorm coming and we'll need to be prepared."
"I don't understand. Why is there a shitstorm?"
"The people think you've been kidnapped. When they think. . . 'Persephone'. . . when they think 'Demeter's daughter' that word is going to be tied to your name."
"But that's not true." Persephone put Hades coat back on.
"I know that. But it doesn't matter." He pulled up "oracle" on his phone and typed in "Persephone" into the search bar. "See." He held his phone out to her. "It's the first thing that pops up. I'm sorry little goddess, but that won't go away. That kind of image lingers in people's minds."
"So. . . what do we do?" Hades sighed. Guilt stung at his midsection. He never thought their in home adventures would cause such life altering distruction for her. Then again, he wasn't really thinking about the long term. The moment he turned his phone off, he was trying to shut out the world. Well, the world crashed in any way.
"Well. The good news is that people don't know that Persephone has been here the whole time. Thanks Gaia for that. Fuck, that would be a nightmare to untangle." Zeus wiped proverbial sweat from his forehead. "So. We have to keep it that way. My assistant is coming in ten minutes. You're going to exit with me." He pointed to Hades. "Thetis and Persephone will leave out the back at the same time to avoid any suspicion."
"But." Persephone tapped her toes together. "People still think I'm gone. What do I say if I can't say I was with Hades? People are going to want to know where I've been and why I was gone."
"Well." Zeus took a breath. "This depends on. . ." He cleared his throat. "Hades, can I have chat with you." He beamed a grin at Persephone. "This'll just take a moment." He pulled Hades by the collar to the side of the room. They had an oddly emotional conversation. Persephone tried to hear what they were saying, but every time she edged closer, Zeus looked at her with the power of the earth.
"Just Brother stuff." Hades waved.
So Persephone scouted away, out of the kitchen and began to clean herself up in the bathroom. She took a wet rag and scraped her skin with it, trying to remove the sweat that had accumulated over the past two days. There wasn't time for a shower.
While braiding her hair, Persephone strode back into the kitchen. Hades and Zeus were leaning casually over the counter.
"So. As I was saying." Zeus straightened up and elbowed Hades. They both smiled at her conspiratorially. "Thetis is gonna drop you off at an undisclosed location. We'll leak to the media that a monster got loose. We'll change the narrative. Just as the journalists arrive, Hades will come in, sweep you off your feet. No one will think he kidnapped you or made you his sex slave for two days, instead they'll applaud him. You'll kiss. It'll be romantic. Think of the headlines." He painted a picture of his vision. "Gods, I'm good." He clapped his hands together. "Now. My assistant should be here any moment." Just then his phone buzzed. "Ah, it's her. One second." He pressed the green button. "Hey cutie. Ahuh." He nodded at Hades. "Ahuh. Sure. Wait. What? WHAT?" Zeus stormed towards the front of the house. Hades and Persephone followed at his heels.
From the foyer, Persephone saw light flash from behind the blinds. One of the few areas on the house that actually had blinds. The flashing light cast shadows on the floor.
"That's odd." Persephone commented. "I didn't know it was storming." She l
hadn't heard any thunder.
Hades groaned. "That's not a storm."
Zeus peeled back a curtain. "FUCK." He pulled out his phone again and refreshed the page of Persephone's search results and groaned. "Change of plan."
Behind him a row of paparazzi were gathered outside. Within the last 5 minutes a photo started circulating. A photo of Hades' house zoomed in on his kitchen. A pink hand pressed against the window. Blue arms pinning her down. A pink face caught in a scream.
Click. Click. Click.
"Hey sweetheart. Look this way!" -Flash- "Persephone, over here!" -Flash- "Persephone were you forced?" - "Flower goddess, give me a smile!" -Flash- "What's his dick like?" - "Did he hurt you?" - "Turn around for me!"
The underworld lit up with bright flashing lights. It hurt her eyes, so she kept her focus down on the ground.
The paparazzi tried to get a rise out of her, but she wouldn't fall for it. Instead she wormed her arm through Hades' and together they walked to the car waiting for them in the driveway, Thetis in the front seat with the engine running. Hades' hands kept twitching in and out of a fist by his side. He too kept his eyes on the ground, but he wanted to pierce into every single one of the parasite's souls. The little bastards. One look and he could murder them, but he spared them his glances. He kept his mouth shut, but he wanted to scream. He kept his arm's neutral, but he wanted to shield Persephone with them-carry her, hide her, protect her. But no. They needed to see her. They needed to see she was okay, unharmed. And, just as importantly, they need to see him, calm and non-threatening.
"If you bark back at them, they win." Zeus had instructed them. "If you get mad, they win." He paced across the living room. "Don't let them know, they got you. We can use this to our advantage." He pointed his finger. "And remember. Tell no one I was here."
Methodically, Hades opened the door for her and helped her up. With his long thick coat, he shielded the cameras as she bent over to get into the backseat. They'd already seen too much. Thousand of people had seen in the now notorious photo, a pink blur of body. They weren't going to get a wardrobe malfunction to add to their menagerie.
Hades closed the door as Persephone safely nestled into the back seat.
Hades nodded to Thetis as he walked around to the other side and slid into the passenger seat.
"Drive." He muttered under his breath. The car squealed underneath them.
Persephone leaned against the center console. "Hi. I'm Persephone." She greeted.
Thetis grinned. "Hey gurl. Thetis."
"She's Zeus's personal assistant." Hades added. "Also is Poseidon's assistant too part time." He remembered one night at a karaoke bar, Thetis had "offered her services" to him too. He told her there were no positions open.
"I'm also an all around badass." She flipped her hair back. "Welcome to the club, gurl." She winked at her, then slid an eye to Hades. "Guess you found an opening after all, didn't you?"
Hades adjusted his collar, suppressing a sex joke.
The dark tinted windows protected them from the onlookers outside. They all ran for cover as Thetis charged down the driveway and onto the highway towards the gates. Behind them the paparazzi followed in unmarked vans.
Feeling a little locked out in the backseat to herself, Persephone pulled the lever next to Hades seat. Suddenly, Hades found himself reclining and staring up at the roof. A pink nervous face hovered into view.
"Hey." She cradled his head in her arm.
"Hi." Hades breathed softly, reaching his hand up to boop her small nose. She laughed and caught his hand in hers. She bent down and briefly kiss his lips upside down, pulling up again before he could react.
"So. Our game plan." Persephone bit her lip.
Back in the living room. "The truth." Zeus sighed, stopping in place. "We'll, just. . . have to go with the truth. All cards on the table."
"And. . . what is the truth?" Hades growled.
"Well fuck, guys. I don't know." Zeus slapped his face. "You tell me."
"Yes?" Hades raised his eyebrows, rubbing his thumb over Persephone's hand.
"Well. I think I should probably tell you my truth." She twiddled a finger around a strand of hair.
Red eyes stared up at her acceptingly. "You can tell me." He reassured her. "Of course, you can tell me."
Persephone eyed Thetis.
"I'm not even here." Thetis shrugged. "Can't hear a thing." She pulled out her headphones.
"Don't worry about her." Hades said. "If she knows how to do one thing, she knows how to keep a secret."
"Okay. Well." Persephone leaned over Hades. "So, you know how. . . we had a whole bunch of sex."
"I'm aware. Yes." Hades lips twitched.
"Well, before that. Um." Persephone tugged at Hades seat belt. "I didn't really."
"What?"
"Well, I mean. So. I. .. was actually a. . ." She gulped. Why was this so hard to admit? There's nothing wrong with it. She had never had an issue bringing it up before. "Youuuu. . ." She began to fiddle with the buttons on his shirt. "You were my first." She admitted slowly.
She watched him register her words, turning it around in his head until he finally got there. His eyes popped wide open. "Oh. OH." His cheeks stained with a dark blue blush. "You'd never. . . Really?"
Persephone nodded.
"Well," Hades shrugged. "That's alright." He cleared his throat. "My gods." He chuckled. "I feel kind of. . . I don't know." He eyed her mischievously. "You. . . didn't. . . I mean." He struggled to find the words. "I didn't suspect that was your. . . first rodeo, so to speak."
"You're a helluva ride." Persephone smirked.
Thetis pursed her lips. She heard nothing.
"Well, thank you?" Hades said awkwardly. "I feel a little, I mean, I kind of put you through the ringer for your first experience with…"
Persephone placed her finger on his lips, stopping him from digging himself into a hole. "There's more." She winced.
"Huh?" Hades raised his eyebrow and twisted around in the seat to look at Persephone head on. "What do you mean?"
"So, the truth. Our truth is that we seduced each other and had a passionate weekend together." She templed her hands in front of her. Her whole body reddening. "There's going to be a lot of push back."
"Why? Because you hadn't had sex before? That's not really a reason too-" She covered his mouth again. "You do know I'm King right?" He mumbled under her fingers.
"Oh. Sorry." Persephone said, forgetting the social structure. They'd deconstructed everything in the bedroom before.
He wiggled free from her hand and then scooted into the back seat with her. She made room for him and sat on her knees.
"I wasn't. . . just a virgin." She balled her hands up into her fist. "I was supposed to be. . . an eternal maiden."
Hades clutched his chest as the wind knocked out of him. "E-e-e-ternal. . . maiden?" His eyes rolled back and the king of the underworld collapsed forward onto Persephone's lap.
"Well, that went well." She sighed, stroking his fluffy white hair.. She caught Thetis looking in the mirror. "We're fucked right?"
"Well and truly." Thetis commented. "Not that I heard anything."
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Goldie