A/N: Vague mention of something from episode 110. Not a spoiler, and no need to skip. Just a little mention in case you have fastpass. Yes Thantanos is talking about what you think he's talking about.
This is going to be a longer chapter with a bit of plot, and bit of smut. I hope you like it!
Hades stared at the message he had typed out, his vision doubled. His head gave an arduous throb despite his recent release. He should really talk to someone, these headaches were getting worse.
"Here goes nothing." He whispered to himself and hit send.
Almost immediately his phone chimed with an incoming call.
"Hello. Yes. Can you come in? Yes. Thank you."
He hung up and rested his forehead in his hands, willing the torment away. His own healing abilities didn't seem to be working on this. It felt almost dissociated, like it was happening here, but not now- but the pain was so great it transversed across different plains of time. His eyes rolled back just at the thought.
A soft knock sounded at his door.
"Come in!" His voice croaked dryly.
"Hey… You asked me to come in?"
"Wow. That was fast! Come in, have a sweat. Do you need anything?"
"Depends on what you need." His guest mock teased.
Hades smirked, and locked his gaze with the wide and bright coral eyes of Eros, the God of Love.
"I need your help."
Persephone watched Thantanos out of the corner of her eye.
Despite her attempting to make friends, he still treated her with distaste. Ever since she came down from her meeting with Hades he had thrown snide remarks her way for the remainder of their shift.
"That little stunt you pulled has meant more work for all of us." He gathered his things and passed the front of her desk, throwing a sneared, "You'll be out of here soon. I don't care if you're fucking the Boss." over his shoulder on his way out.
"Sugar snaps." She sulked, logging off her own system and resting her head across her folded arms.
"Hey Flower Power! Wanna grab dinner?" Persephone looked up to see Eros smiling and bright eyed.
"Eros! What are you doing here?" She jumped, gathering her stuff clumsily from under her desk.
"That's what I wanted to talk to you about. C'mon, I know a great veggie place around the corner."
Persephone didn't realize how hungry she was until the server placed the steaming plate of roasted cauliflower and eggplant before her. Eros had gotten a Vegan pasta dish and barely waited for the food to arrive before he was shoving it in his mouth.
"So Hades asked you for help? With what?"
"With you." He teased, twirling the noodles with his fork.
"With me?" She snapped defensively, bundles of hemlock and rose crowned her hair.
"Persephone, you beautiful little daisy. Your powers have been a little chaotic and Hades asked me to help. Especially since they are most problematic during acts of desire and intimacy. And... that's what I do." He raised the glass of wine to his lips and took a sip with a wink.
Persephone sunk low in her chair, her face flushing a deep burgundy.
"Honey, it's me. There is no need to be embarrassed."
"I know…" She whispered, fingering the stem of her own wine glass. "What do we need to do?"
"Are you free tomorrow? We'll need to take a trip up to the mortal realm."
"I've missed this." She took in a deep breath, inhaling the brisk scent of afternoon spring in the mountains. While Olympus was beautiful and The Underworld had its charms, there was nothing compared to the beauty of the mortal realm. A homesick feeling churned against her gut.
"How are you feeling? Are you ready?" Eros said, laying down two mats in a clearing of soft, emerald green grass.
"I'm feeling okay. But… How are we going to do this without Hades?" She tugged down the sleeves of her sweater as a gust of chilly wind raked through her hair.
"You blossom just at his name." The God of love teased, picking a forget-me-not from out of her hair. "I think we'll be okay."
Persephone blushed. He wasn't wrong. She needed to surrender and just trust.
"Are we going to do Yoga?" She teased, recalling the numerous times Eros suggested that it might be helpful to her.
"Not today, but we should!" He turned, his eyes sparkling. "Now, come sit with me."
The mats ran parallel, only a few inches apart. A covered basket in between them. Persephone faced Eros and sat with her legs crossed, her posture mirroring the pink God.
"Okay. Take a deep breath and close your eyes."
Persephone did as she was told, her thoughts ebbing away easily.
"I want you to think about Hades. You don't have to say anything, just focus on his image."
His voice was slow and smooth. She could feel a power radiating from him akin to sunshine. She hadn't witnessed his powers since she confided in him about Apollo.
Her skin prickled with the alluring sensation.
Her mind flooded with images of The King. His devilish smirk and mischievous eyes. His freshly pressed and impeccably tailored suits. The curl in his hair from musing it with his hands too often.
Her heart fluttered. Eros's voice wandered in casually through the fog starting to form.
"Good. Now focus on what your body is feeling. You don't have to say anything."
Goosebumps crept up the back of her arms, disappearing into her scalp.
A heat bolted across her palms and into her finger tips. A scattering of blush ran across the bridge of her nose and inched up the apples of her cheeks.
"Good. Now ease those feelings back with each deep breath until they are gone."
-BREATH-
The tension in her fingers let and the heat dissipated. She gave her fingers a little wiggle.
-BREATH-
The pinpricks smoothed.
-BREATH-
The color that had crept further up to her ears, however, made no move to retire.
She huffed quietly.
"It's okay. We're just starting."
Her shoulders relaxed and her posture dropped comfortably.
"Now think about his touch."
Her fantasy had stopped at his hands. Those palms, so beautifully broad and powerful. The smooth skin and corded muscles looked so impossibly perfect he could only have been sculpted by Michelangelo himself.
Those hands and what they did to her. Goosebumps erupted across plains of pink with a vengeance. The wrap of muscle across her thighs tensed and the sparks shooting from her palms propelled back to her shoulders. The visualized the gloss of his lips press a phantom kiss to hers, causing her heart to skip a beat.
"Good. Where do you feel it? Focus and ease it down."
-BREATH-
Her goosebumps lightened but still stood rooted to the spot.
-BREATH-
Her thighs lessened easily though they still pulsed in protest.
-BREATH-
The electricity through her arms receded back to her palms, but no further.
She stiffened in frustration.
"Good, 'seph. You are doing great. Now, deep breath and think about his scent."
She was flooded with the bold scent of his cologne. She moved past that, onto the pomegranate of his shampoo. She recalled a deep earthy scent, reminiscent of a cave near her mother's temple- that came from a thin layer of diamond dust just below the surface of each of his pores.
The musk of his sweat and the building of his release pooled at his forehead and loin as he thrusted into his hand, this movement harsh against the current of the steaming shower.
Her toes curled and her legs seized, throbbing uncontrollably. A flame sparked low in her gut. She felt a single flicker in the background. Her goosebumps rippled with the heat coursing up her limbs, into her core. The fog around her head thickened. Her heart felt like it was playing skip-rope with her lungs. A flash of red.
"Perfect. Now open your body to those feelings. Let them wash over and past you."
She tried. Her toes stilled. Her thighs gave a weak shrug but did not cease. The fog cleared enough for her to feel her skin warm from his radiating energy.
The flame refused to extinguish.
"You're doing so good. Clear your thoughts and open your eyes."
Her eyes fluttered open and Ero's handsome face came into view.
"Look around. This is what he does to you" Her gestured towards the flowers. The bare field was now a colorful meadow of periwinkle blues and poppy reds.
"Your body just needs to learn to focus your power to the proper place. Y'know… not in the middle of Hecate's desk." He teased and Persephone forced out a guilty laugh.
"Fortunately, this is less than what it would have been if you didn't pull it back. Good start! Now, That's enough for today. Learning to control your powers, especially with you being so young, is going to take a lot out of you. I brought a picnic!"
As if his words triggered the response she felt body sway. A wave of fatigue washed over her. It was similar to the feeling she experienced the first time she flew.
The goddess of Spring grabbed an pear from the basket and laid back on the mat, enjoying the soothing sounds of her best friend's voice as he gushed excitedly about Psyche.
Persephone barely made it to the couch before she passed out. Luckily she was treated to an array of the best pillows in town. She curled up with Cebereus, Pomelia and Fudge and felt herself slip away into a soundless dream.
Hades checked his phone one more time before opening the door.
'Nothing from Persephone. Maybe she is still out with Eros.' He thought in an attempt to quell his worry.
"Hey Kiddos!" He felt himself deflate at not having been met with the greeting he had expected. Cordon Bleu gave a hushed yip from the back of the couch, beckoning the king over.
He saw that Persephone was snoring softly, surrounded by a mountain of fluff. He felt his heart swell with delight.
He leaned in and peppered her face and neck with light kisses. She stirred with a cat-like yawn and stretch.
"Oh hi~" She whispered, nuzzling into his cheek.
"You didn't answer my calls so I brought home take out. I hope you're hungry!" He motioned with the bags he was holding.
"I'm so sorry! The lesson wiped me out!"
"That's to be expected. You're so young." Hades teased. Persephone huffed and he tucked a wisp of hair behind her ear assuringly. "Don't huff, little goddess. I was much older than you before I got the hang of it. I was still producing gems anytime my heart rate elevated."
"So all the Gods have had these issues?" Relieved, she finally dug into her food.
"Oh yes. You should have seen me back then." Hades paused, the food resting at his lips as he saw flashbacks of indigo skin with scattered stars, his body producing the sharp stalactites of crystal he used to- and all there was was ichor. Thick and flowing like a stream blessed by Midas.
"You should have seen how many villages Zeus accidently burnt down when he went through puberty. Oh and Apollo-"
Persephone stiffened, and Hades ceased. Remembering the fury emanating off her when he had brought her to the apartment she shared with Artemis and Apollo was there, unannounced.
He made a mental note- feeling the pieces of the bigger picture coming together.
'Not tonight. But soon I need to talk to her about this.' He whispered internally. None of the voices responded but he felt a flutter of something from the child.
"How was work?" She hyper focused on shoving her mouth full of food to stop from saying something she shouldn't.
"It seemed a little lacking." Hades rubbed small circles in the middle of her back. "For one, there were no beautiful goddess's waiting in my office to tempt me."
"Oh, is that normally a regular occurance?" She muttered, melting into his touch.
"Oh, if I had any say…" He trailed off, pressing his lips to her forehead before getting to his feet. Hades chuckled when he saw a burst of flowers circle the crown of her hair.
Hades lifted her with both arms and carried her up to the bedroom. After eating her weight in veggie noodles she promptly passed back out on the couch.
She laid her out gracefully on the bed then turned into the bathroom to start the bath tap.
A bubble bath after an emotionally draining day seemed like a good call. They could both use it. Hades raked thick fingers through his own hair and stared at his tired, albeit lineless face in the mirror.
'How are you going to keep up your workload and maintain… this. You remember what happened with Minthe and everyone before her. Your own family hasn't seen you in weeks.' The deeper voice mocked. 'Something's got to give.'
He waved it off and stepped out of his clothes.
Persephone was fighting against the draw of sleep. She felt his strong hands on her shoulders, unlooping her dress from her arms. She groaned softly, wanting to be awake and with him.
She felt him pull the snug dress down her curves and wiggle that and her cotton panties down curvaceous legs.
She moaned into his shoulder as he lifted her.. His skin was bare and warm against hers. She could feel the rough lines of his scars with every step he took.
Hades turned off the tap and lowered them both into the near blazing water. Hades let out a rumbling moan as the water soothed his aching muscles. Persephone was finally able to pull herself from the tempt of slumber and shimmed further into a heat.
She rested her back against his chest, her rear seated on the hilt of his hardening member.
She giggled at his hiss, pressing her bottom down harder.
"Careful, little one. You've had a hard day."
"You've had a hard day! I can feel it." She shifted her hips and smirked back at him from over her shoulder.
Hades let his head fall back against the cool black porcelain with a moan. Persephone took this as encouragement to continue and began to slide back and forth against the length situated between her legs.
"No. We can't, Little Goddess. Not until you have more control over your powers." His hands held at her waist, stilling her. She felt a pang of rejection on her chest- her arousal spiking in defiance.
She got to her feet and turned to face him. His gaze studied the bubbles slipping down her body and back into the bath, instead of the naked slender before him.
"Are you sure?" Her eyes were scarlet. She swung her leg across his lap and climbed up- dropping down against his aching member- both flush against his torso.
She rocked her hips and used the water, and the slick of her sex to build friction.
Hades moaned, throatily.
He hardly noticed when his wrists became restrained by an unruly vine.
"What's wrong with the trees anyway?" She raised herself up with a grip on either side of the tub, only to put pointed pressure with her entrance on the head of his cock before sliding off, and back onto his lap.
He felt sweat bead in his hairline. "N-nothing."
"Or do you not want this?" She thrusted up again, his eyes lidded heavily. "Would you rather I sucked you off?"
"Such language, little lady." He bucked his hips playfully, her surprise made known with an airy moan.
"Fuck."
She fought through the stars obscuring her vision, the heat in her core didn't flicker back on. It erupted into a destructive wildfire.
Her thumbs held the sharp of his hips, holding him so they could move together. He felt the head of his cock slip against the swell of her clit. They both called out.
The light flickered over them, and Hades saw a web of vines arching beautifully, and menacingly across the ceiling above them.
Her eyes flashed like rubies in the low light. He saw atop her wet tresses, clear as day, though slightly askew, was a sparkling black opalescent crown.
His gasp of wonder turned into an almost yell of release as she raised up against and eased back down, his cock filling her to full hilt.
A/N: Let me know if you liked Eros and Persephone's lesson. If you do I might write another one that has Eros helping her control her naughty side, and the struggle with the Dread Queen.