A month had passed since Persephone had returned to the Underworld with their daughters. The Upperworld had settled down and finally gone back to normal, but the mortals would never forget the events that caused the earth so much turmoil. The abduction of Persephone by the dark and dreadful lord of the dead would be immortalized in myth and passed down through the centuries, however inaccurate the story was. Hades and Persephone did not mind this however. There had never been a love like theirs and never would be again. It did not matter to them who knew it or not. Few would understand a love like theirs anyway.
Persephone, after the birth of her daughters and the promise to return and aid her mother in bringing about the springtime every year, began to be seen by many as a fertility goddess, synonymous with life and life giving power. This suited her, for while she loved her husband's realm, she was a child of life and open fields, and she did not see herself as being done with bringing forth children either.
That would have to wait though, as she had two perfect little goddesses to devote herself to presently. She and Hades had centuries to have more babies. Although…..Persephone felt that she would want another baby to cuddle at her breast as soon as her goddesses could walk. She playfully mentioned that to Hades one day to see his face contort in disbelief as he was in the middle of trying to soothe one of their fussing babies in the middle of night as it awaited her turn at her mother's breast. Persephone would give it a few years she supposed.
As for the babies, Persephone noted that Hecate had been right about their requiring so much attention that they would take her from Hades a bit, a fact that Hades had most certainly noticed. He counseled himself not to get upset or jealous of his little ones, who he loved above all things save their mother, but it was difficult for him sometimes. He had convinced Persephone to let Hecate watch over the babes from time to time so that they could go about the palace just the two of them, but Persephone's mind was never far from their daughters. This was generally no matter to him, but he was used to having all of his wife's attention. He wanted her by his side every minute of the day after what had happened only a few short weeks ago, and so he insisted that she be with him as much as possible.
This included being seated beside him while he oversaw judgments. Now that her ebony throne was complete and next to his, Persephone could finally sit beside him while he performed that duty, and so finally learn to do so herself as Hades had promised.
This evening, Persephone sat next to her lord on their matching thrones, the crown of sapphires Hades had fashioned for her atop of her head. She wore a long, lush black gown that made her look as regal as any queen to have ever graced any empire of the world below. Hades, had been denied his wife that morning thanks to having risen late and Macaria and Melinoe both being uncharacteristically fussy. Persephone had had no interest in anything but calming them and so he had gone about his day.
As such, Hades could now barely keep his eyes from his wife. While mortal souls made pleas and orations before him, he cast his eyes sideways to steal glances at his beautiful wife, who was rapt with attention at what was going on before her and did not seem to notice his gaze. She was intent on being a good student, eager to feel more useful in her new home. Perhaps he should let her go home a little more often than a few hours every year, Hades thought. Growing things and helping her mother usher in the springtime would lift her spirits for sure. He then considered that the real question was what powers would their daughters have. He thought on that from time to time, as their personalities were beginning to show only after a month of life. Perhaps they would need to spend a little time in the world above as they grew to cultivate their powers if they inherited any from their mother…
Hades lost that thought as he kept trying to catch his love's eye now without being obvious to the souls before him, and she was making that quite difficult. He wanted so badly to reach out and touch her, but remembered himself and his stoic exterior. He didn't necessarily want the entire cosmos to know that he was a weak kneed mess when it came to his wife. He did have a reputation to keep up.
Turning his attention back to the soul in front of him, a man not of great age when he passed, he noticed that his eyes too had been fixed on his queen and shifted quickly to meet Hades' gaze. Hades narrowed his eyes angrily at the soul which found that it was afraid even in death, but before Hades could say anything Persephone's hand found his. She had gracefully extended her hand to take his and hold it modestly, not moving a muscle in the rest of her body, still up right and as regal as ever.
Hades looked to her hand for a split second and immediately felt her touch calm him. He said nothing, but looked back to the soul and allowed it to continue its plea. Many souls followed that one, being judged by the dark lord as his bright and beautiful wife held his hand from her throne. Many of the souls who came before them paused a moment to regard her beauty and majesty, in awe of the Queen of the Underworld and understanding well why Hades had stolen her from the world above. Hades continued to steal glances at his love as the evening went on, until finally Persephone rose to excuse herself.
Time to tend to the babies, Hades knew. He sighed but enjoyed the view of his perfect mate walking away from him. He would join her soon in their chambers. Hopefully, the babies would be more agreeable tonight.
Sometime later thanks to the number of souls that evening, Hades was striding towards their bed chamber, frustrated and eager to be wrapped in his wife's embrace. It was not as though he hadn't had her countless times in the month that she had been returned to him. But he could not be satisfied where she was concerned.
As Hades opened their door and walked through the antechamber, his heart warmed at the sight that greeted him. Persephone sat propped against the headboard of their giant bed, Melinoe at her breast and Macaria lying next to her. Persephone supported Melinoe with one arm, which was becoming harder to do as the babies grew and she remained the bigger of the two, and her other hand was stroking and tickling Macaria's belly who was laughing and cooing loudly at her mother.
Hades shook his head. It was as though Persephone feared one babe would receive a seconds more attention than the other. If she had a favorite, he could not tell.
As he approached, Persephone heard him and looked up to smile at him warmly.
"Hello my lord husband. Come to see your goddesses?" she said sweetly.
He smiled just as warmly back at her. "You know I can't bear to be away too long." He said, sitting down on the bed next to her. He gently picked up Macaria and held her up to look at her, she instantly smiling at her father and reaching out her little hands towards his face. He brought her closer and she grabbed hold of his beard to tug at it, which he indulgently allowed.
"You have been judging all this time my love? You are later than I would have expected." Persephone mused.
"Yes, there is apparently a great war going on in Troy at the moment. Souls are pouring in from it, and practically all the Olympians are involved. The Fates are saying it will last for years." Hades replied.
"A war that long? Over what?" Persephone inquired.
Hades smirked at her. "What else? A woman."
Persephone narrowed her eyes at him in mock offense, then looked back to Melinoe as she continued to feed her. The babe was sucking at her mother ardently with one little hand laid against her breast for support. Hades watched her, chuckling, "She is very hungry tonight."
"They are both more and more hungry. Look how greedily she grabs at my breast? Just like her father…." Persephone said the last part a bit lower.
Hades raised his eyebrows and pretended to be indignant. "Excuse me wife, but I do believe I have patiently waited my turn all these nights since you are returned. In fact, I am surviving on very little attention at the moment…" he replied, not joking about the last part.
"Ohhhh darling," Persephone purred at him. "Have I been neglecting you?" she said sweetly and Hades could not tell if it was a serious question.
He looked back to Macaria who was still playing with his beard and giggling at the feel of it. "Perhaps…..a little bit…..yes."
Persephone pouted at him and looked back to Melinoe. "Hurry my little love, your father wants his turn at my breast."
Hades huffed, exasperated. "You are terrible." He said to her but she just laughed.
About another minute passed and Melinoe was sated. Standing up, Persephone carried the satisfied and now sleepy baby over to its crib. After laying her down gently, she turned to walk over to Hades and retrieve Macaria from him to lay her next to her sister. Melinoe was already drifting off and Macaria yawned preciously, and Persephone took a moment to simply stare in loving devotion at her daughters.
She was interrupted by the Hades clearing his throat behind her. She turned to look at him, sitting on the edge of the bed looking at her expectantly.
Walking over to him, she stepped in between his legs and wrapped her arms around his neck. "What a bad wife I have been to my lord as of late. Neglecting him so..." She purred and ran her hands through his dark curls and down over his chest. He pulled her to him, hands trailing down her back and over her bottom, grasping it through the thin material of her gown.
"How are you going to make it up to me then, wife?" he purred back at her.
Persephone smiled wickedly. She tugged at his tunic and he lifted his arms so she could pull it over his head. Depositing it on the floor, she drank in his naked form. He reached for her but she stepped backwards out of his grasp from where he sat on the bedside.
She unclasped her gown so that it fell to pool around her feet and it was Hades' turn to bask in his love's gorgeous form. She did a little turn for him so that he might admire her completely, then slowly stepped back into reach but quickly sank to her knees between Hades' legs. Running her hands over his muscular thighs, her fingertips grazed his manhood as they neared it, teasing him.
His member was hardening and she leaned forward, painfully slow, licking her lips and parting them as they neared their target. Gently, her lips made contact with his tip, and she lightly kissed it. She felt Hades shift, growing restless and impatient. She smiled against him.
Bringing her hands around to grasp his thighs, she plunged forward taking his entirety in her mouth at once. She heard him groan and felt him buck in response. He was fully aroused now and she began to suck furiously at him. His hands found her shoulders and his dull nails dug into her skin, so deep she wondered would they leave marks.
She continued her assault on him and felt him threatening to come undone as a result of her ministrations. Before he did though, he suddenly pulled away from her, leaving her to almost fall backwards, teetering on her heels.
She pouted up at him and he looked down at her with a heaving chest and dilated pupils.
"I've been denied you too long to last like that." he rasped.
Persephone smirked. He had just had her last night! But then he was used to having her first thing in the morning and sometimes during the day as well, but the babies had cut into that.
"Get up here," he commanded lowly and Persephone sprung up on her heels to mount him where he sat. Bringing her knees around him on the bed to straddle him, she was about to lower herself onto him when he inserted a thick finger into her folds.
She gasped and tilted her head back at the sensation, being wet with anticipation and the sight of her pleased husband.
"Mmmmm…" Hades voice came. "You are as tight as when I first took you," he said.
"One of the benefits of being an immortal goddess," she replied, referencing the fact that she had completely returned to her former self almost immediately after giving birth to their babies. He having not witnessed her brief pregnancy had only ever seen her as she was now.
He smiled at her and withdrew his finger, allowing her to lift herself and lower onto his member, it sinking to the hilt inside of her. Persephone instantly felt him throbbing against her walls and pushed herself up to support herself with her hands on his shoulders. With her knees digging in the bed on either side of him and using her hands to brace herself, Persephone began to rapidly bring herself up and down, up and down, up and down on Hades' pulsing organ. He cupped her cheeks with his large, rough hands and helped guide her motions, though he mostly sat there and let his wife claim him.
Persephone rode Hades like mad, withdrawing from him almost completely to slam back down onto him, over and over again. As always, Persephone tried to force herself to be silent despite her ecstasy, but sometimes the body numbing pleasure her lord put her in made it impossible. She was panting and grunting softly, which Hades loved to hear. He missed his wife's cries of sheer bliss and secretly tried to break her resolve by overwhelming her with pleasure. Presently, her large breasts were practically slapping him in the face as she rode him and he wanted her much to grab one in his mouth. They were tempting him, those taut pink buds, and he wanted one between his lips desperately.
Just as Persephone was nearing the build of her climax and final release, Hades in one swift and fluid motion, grasped his wife by the waist, stood up, turned around and deposited her on her back. Before Persephone knew what was happening Hades was on top of her, her knees on either side of her head as Hades pushed her legs up with his shoulders to hover over her. They had never disconnected through all of that and Persephone couldn't stop herself crying out from the shock of it and how deep the position drove him into her.
After pounding her savagely a few times that way, Hades withdrew to pull back and roughly take a nipple in his mouth. He tugged at it for a few seconds then moved to do the same to the other. Persephone gasped and moaned freely now, forgetting everything but the moment.
Hades pulled back to sit on his knees then and inserted his thumb to trace firm circles on her clit, making her cry out again. He continued this as he resumed pumping in and out of her, until the duel pleasure quickly built to give her her release.
Persephone cried out towards the ornate ceiling of their bedchamber and as she began to ride out her orgasm felt her husband burst inside of her. She had no time to lie and recover however, for as her screams died they were joined by those of a startled baby.
"Melinoe!" Persephone exclaimed and quickly moved from under her husband to hurry to the crib.
Hades rolled off of her and onto his back. "You can tell the difference in their cries?" he asked incredulously. It was a mother thing, he supposed.
"Of course I can, you mean you cannot?" Persephone asked just as surprised as she went to grab Melinoe but then stopped herself. Melinoe's cries were beginning to wake Macaria who would be fussy too if her sister was upset, so she grabbed her first and turned to quickly carry her to bed. She deposited the baby on Hades' bare chest were he lay settled into his side of the bed, then practically ran back to the crib to fetch her upset little Melinoe. Persephone inwardly cursed herself for allowing her cries to frighten her baby from its sleep.
Hades seemed to read her thoughts and spoke, "She is fine darling." He was now soothing Macaria by rubbing her back gently as she laid face down on his hard and flat chest. Persephone slipped back into bed with Melinoe, rocking her and calming her startled babe. Melinoe calmed considerably in her mother's grasp and both babies seemed to be settling back down. Hades extended his arm for Persephone to slide under so that she rested in his embrace, Melinoe cradled in her arms and Macaria cradled on his chest. Persephone made herself comfortable, her head resting against Hades', and suddenly felt very sleepy.
Hades saw her eyelids growing heavier and their daughters following suit, having the perfect view of all three of them in his arms. He angled his head to give Persephone a gentle kiss on her forehead and saw her smile weakly as she was indeed dozing off. She had been up since very early with the babies and now after that vigorous love making was extremely tired.
"I love you….." she barely managed to whisper as her eyes fluttered close. Hades looked down at the three sleeping and happy goddesses in his embrace. Each of them had his heart in a vice grip that he knew would never loosen. And he didn't want it to. The entire world above and beyond could fall to ruin, for his entire world lay there securely in his arms.
AN: There you go. Just a fluffy epilogue to end their story. Thank you to everyone who stuck with it and reviewed very week, I really appreciate the support and feedback on my first story. I hope it brought you some pleasure in reading it as it did me in writing it.