A/N: Thank you guys so much. I did wanna let you know that while this may just seem like teasy smut right now there is a building plot. So, I'm hoping this story will go on for at least 7 chapters, maybe more.

Hades awoke abruptly from a rumbling wheeze in his lap. How long had he been out? He didn't realize he had even dozed off.

He looked down and saw Persephone and Pomelia both fast asleep.

He was surprised something so small could make such an alarming sound. He scratched behind Pomelias' curly haired ears while she expelled a horrendous snore.

It had been a dream.

'A very tantalizing drea-.' His thought was interrupted by the little goddess shifting in his lap. He swallowed down his moan.

The King shrugged off the very visceral deja vu he felt, and pressed a light kiss to Persephone's temple. The little goddess coo'd sleepily, and ground down against him, as if she was trying to meld their bodies together.

"Kore…" A long suffering breath and he white knuckled the back of the couch. Cordon Bleu took this as a personal affront and marched off to lay with JP.

Persephone uncrossed her legs and draped them over the side of the king's lap before nuzzling back into his strong chest.

He felt the fabric of her shirt ride up. A burst of electricity shot through his fingertips at the thought.

'Had she… like in the dream?' Carefully he caressed the thick of her thigh before fingering the hem of her shirt, following it to her bottom.

HNNG

She -had- forgone the shorts, and everything else.

Something tugged at him, in the back of his mind. Ugh, was his headache returning already?

"I haven't gotten used to wearing.. Proper clothes since coming to Olympus." She sighed sweetly. How long had she been awake?

'Stop touching her, Pervert.' The deeper voice in the back of his mind snarked.

'She hasn't left, has she?" The younger voice shouted back. He felt a rise of appreciation for the little one. Always coming to his defense.

"Consent, Aidoneus." A newer voice. Feminine, and strong. Somehow she seemed closer than the rest.

'Yes, Mother.' He thought with a barely there nod. He removed himself from the heat of her body and returned his hands to the back of the couch.

"In the Mortal Realm we were mostly naked." Her lips were mouthing flush with his neck. Her hot breath billowed out, warming the cold surge he felt from the voice of his Mother, Rhea.

"I-is that so?" He shoved the images of Persephone and her flower nymph's running around in blossomed fields and swimming in crystal ponds, naked, to the back of his mind.

His body, however, betrayed him.

"Oh- what's tha- OH!" The goddess of spring sprung up and off his straining erection, though she still hovered over his lap.

Hades opened his mouth but the words dried up in his throat.

A flash of Ruby and the Goddess settled back down on his lap with a cautious precision. Her knees slid down to rest on either side of his still clothed thighs.

He gulped. He could feel the heat that emitted from her core. Her weight rested on his trapped, and furious organ.

'I would give up everything if it meant I could remove these clothes and just ha-"

"Everything, huh?"

-PANIC-

"Did I… say that out loud?"

"1000% scoundrel!" She giggled and Hades struggled to maintain a poker face. Her hips rocked forward with every swallow of laughter.

"Just throw me in Tartarus."

"Not so fast! So you want to remove these clothes, and what..?" She popped open the first button of his shirt. Hades coughed but couldn't muster up an answer.

"Your Majesty, this is your house. You can be as naked as you want." She shimmied back and pulled the rest of his shirt out from the tuck in his trousers, popping open the remaining buttons.

Swiftly Hades ducked out of the sleeves and tossed the garment across the room.

He saw a flash of pink skin as she pulled the shirt over her head, before his vision was obscured.

Firm and rounded breasts pressed against his chest. She was slick and sweltering. She felt like the rainforest.

A tickle on his shoulders and he felt a steady shower of petals from above.

Without thinking his hands resumed their place at her hips. It was only a moment before he felt something firm encircle both wrists. He fingered the bonds as they pulled his arms up in a tight suspension. He felt the faint vibration of something living. They were vines most likely.

He tugged but the restraints were unrelenting. His cock throbbed at the sudden turn of events.

"Kore…" His voice was barely above a whisper. Her lips ghosted his. They had been here, the moments leading up to a kiss so many times.

"Yes, My King?" She purred feather light on his lips. He rolled his hips up, an animalistic growl playing on his tongue.

"What do you wish of me, Goddess of Spring?" Her kisses were slight. If his nerves hadn't been hanging on her every move, he might not have felt them.

The tokens of her affection decorated the cuff of his ear, and down across his jaw, only interrupted by the occasional nip and trace of tongue. He tasted of sweat, precious metals and something sweet. Like honey.

He knew he was panting but couldn't be bothered to stop.

She planted a firm kiss to the corner of his mouth. He could feel the smirk dancing on her lips. Another growl rose in his chest and he caught the sharp of her jaw in a playful bite.

"Aidoneus." His name tumbled from her full lips. She was breathy with need, it was almost enough to distract him from her hands working his belt.

"Are you sure you-" He felt his belt slip through the loops easily.

-SNAP-

"What do you think, babies. Should Daddy be punished? He is up way past his bedtime!"

"Please…"He choked out a sob and was plagued by another flash from his dream. His cock was aching to be released.

She climbed off his lap and he groaned audibly until her small fingers pulled his zipper down.

He tightened his grip on the vines and used them to lift his hips enough for her to dispose of his slacks. He cock wept at the sudden freedom, and bounced against his abdomen.

"Can I see you?"

"You can feel me." A current pricked up his spine as she scraped her nails up his inner thighs.

"I'm not sure you want to play these games, Little Goddess." The authority had waned by the end of his sentence.

"No? Sir?"

Persephone watched with a flush of arousal as both his posture and cock stiffened in unison.

"Do. you. not. want. to. play?" With each word her mouth skipped a path of sloppy kisses from his knees to the fold of his hips. She was careful to avoid his leaking member.

"I DO! I.. do. Believe me! There is nothing I want more than… THIS. I just want you to make sure this is something you actually wa-." His words were silenced by her capturing his lips in a demanding and desperate kiss. Stars shot from behind his eyes, and he was sure they would be there whether his eyes were covered or not. Every inch of his skin erupted in a euphoria of goosebumps and flaunts of fire.

She climbed back onto his lap, and her sultry thighs burned on contact.

They moved together in a frenzy of tongue and teeth. Hades wasn't sure how many, if any kisses she had had before this, but he was not disappointed. She was clumsy and greedy, and His.

Her teeth seized his lower lip harshly as they came up for air. He felt the ichor swell to the surface.

"So… about that punishment." She smirked, snapping the belt again.

-SLAM-

The door flew open and startled them both. Persephone jumped and accidently rutted against the King's neglected member. He groaned out an exasperated, "Fuuck."

"Hades! Why aren't you answering the damn pho- OH!"

He knew that voice, beyond a shadow of a doubt.

"Hecate! What brings you here?" He called over his shoulder, begrudgingly.