A/N: Sorry for the delay in this chapter. I ended up with a migraine. D;
"Fuck it." Hades groaned, snapping the vined bonds and rising to his feet with the goddess still sheathed around him.
Persephone fell back onto the bed, hard, her legs locked in a tight hold around his slender hips.
"Aidoneus, please…" She begged, pulling him in with her ankles. He bit back a growl and the desperate urge to destroy her petite frame.
Her damp magenta tresses were fanned out across the black sheets. Her skin phased deeper with every impatient rise and fall of her chest. The blush creeping over the bridge of her button nose was an exquisitely deep burgundy. It was so dark that freckles underneath shimmered pink in protest.
She pawed at him wantonly, her scarlet eyes brimmed with need.
He closed his eyes and took a measured pump of his hips. She purred beneath him.
Hades heard something crash behind him. A voice in his head was shrieking for him to stop, he needed a moment.
He pulled out to her protests and spun her around, pulling her head forward to hang off the edge of the bed with a fistful of her hair.
The pink goddess was about to protest again when her words were silenced by Hades cock pushing past her lips and slamming against the back of her throat. She gasped and hurriedly swallowed around him.
Her small hands reached up to hold his hips but he forced into the firm downy, using that to steady him as he thrusted rhythmically against her tongue.
The scent of her arousal ensnared him, filling the room with that familiar earthy scent of dew and the narcissus flower. He released one of her wrists and brought it to her dripping slit.
Persephone felt like she was going to explode. Hurriedly she grabbed him with her newly freed hand and pushed him forward, plunging his fingers inside her aching heat.
She bucked her hips, her muffled moan vibrated around his shaft and up through his chest.
As he pulled out after every pump he felt her tongue curl against the tender slit at his head.
The arousal was burning in his stomach. His mind started to fog. He looked down and noticed the phasing of indigo working it's way out from his core.
Three taps to his arm brought him back to reality.
He thrust back and pulled out, allowing Persephone to sit up.
"Lay down." She commanded, her voice a little hoarse.
Hades fell back easily, relaxing against the silken sheet where Persephone had just been laying. The pink goddess climbed atop his lap and slid against his member provocatively.
He bucked up into her.
"Aidoneus, My King… come out and play."
Hades felt something thrash against his chest. That something was locked within his ribcage, growing steadily more aggressive with each wave of ecstasy.
No, no… He had worked for centuries to lock that away.
Persephone stood and eased herself back down on his cock. Hades felt a quake from beneath them, in the foundation of the house.
The fog clouding his mind and the tight warmth surrounding his member pushed away his flash of urgency.
She rocked forward, resting her feet on his legs and pushing against him for momentum.
She took his hand in hers and pressed a kiss to each digit before pulling two of his fingers into her mouth with a sultry tease.
"You know what I want." She pouted, her large innocent eyes playing tug-o-war with the force behind his sternum.
"Say it." His voice was deeper, with a faint echo as if they were in a large empty hall. The power of his baritone reverberated off the crumbling walls of his mansion. The small voice in his mind shivered.
She dropped his hand and grabbed his face with both hands, her tone one of serious importance.
"Let go. Surrender to it. I do not fear you, Aidoneus. Let me meet you."
-CRASH-
The crystal light fixture in the bathroom came crashing to the ground, splintering into thousands of glass shards. He felt another quake beneath the house.
A moment of clarity washed over him.
"We have to leave." He lifted her off him, regrettably, and wrapped her snuggly in the bedclothes. Thinking quickly he pulled on a pair of pants from earlier and they were off, into the night air.
Confused, Persephone struggled against him, the vines in her hair sprouted thorns and began to whip around wildly.
Hades felt his skin tear, the ichor sear against the harsh evening wind.
They landed in what could only be described as nowhere. In every direction was an endless expansion of glittering desert sand, save for a small slated mountain.
"Where are we?"
Hades didn't bother to answer. His body was fuming. He couldn't hold it back any longer. He felt himself slip away.
Persephone's clothed back was slammed against the rough damp wall of the mountain opening. She wrapped her legs around his waist and Hades felt the rest of his resolve crumble.
As he devoured her neck his mild-mannered and rational mind disapasted- replaced immediately by a pure supernova of power. It was as if his chest ripped open and an ignited nebula sauntered out.
He held her up with one hand and their connection at his hips. His free arm expanded and out shot a rigid stalactite of pure diamond. He used the spike to impale the fabric to the cave wall, holding her up while he summoned another.
Feeling the stone rip through his veins was incredibly painful but his arousal won out. His skin was nearly black like the night sky. She was only able to make out his outline from a silvery hue of glowing stars. It was beautiful, almost like an aura.
She struggled to breathe, the air thick with diamond dust.
He felt her vines wrapping up his leg. He wasn't working fast enough. She was tangled in the bedclothes, hoisted up but left unexposed. He fisted the silk and ripped it easily.
He tore the fluid fabric into strips to further restrain her to the gem spikes. She struggled with a whine but he silenced her with a combative shove and hard thrust, filling her.
She choked on her moan, locked her legs, and urged him to take her.
Her vines snaked further, thorns ripping at his exposed and sweat slick skin. He barely noticed the ichor welling from each puncture.
His thrust never ceasing as he let go of her with one hand and willed her vines to redirect.
The climbing plants crawled up to restrain her own ankles up near her wrists, effectively folding her nearly in half.
Hades dropped to his knees and tore at her bruised thighs with his teeth before moving to her core. He could taste himself trickling from her.
She could feel her release building with every pass over with his tongue. His body emitted a raw and untapped power, she drank it in, each volt propelled her quicker to bliss.
As her climax cascaded across his tongue, a hunger detonated inside him.
He silenced her moans and begs with a tight grip to her throat. He bucked into her, feeling the head of his cock slam into the wall of her cervix, and continue to pound with vigor.
Her body was blooming at an exceptional rate. The vines continued to advance threateningly, curling around the arm holding her throat, and arching above them.
He eyed the sea of soft petals at their feet.
He ripped her from the bonds and threw her down into the lush of floral greenery birthed to the floor of the cave.
As he was climbing to the floor, her vines ripped his feet right out from under him and knocked him on his back. Persephone scrambled to her feet, not missing the opportunity.
"Is this all you've got, My King?" She mock-teased. Her fingers seized his length and gave a severe squeeze.
He picked her up easily and slammed her down onto his aching hardness, earning a scream from the Goddess.
Each thrust was ruthless, and the God felt the earth quake with each rolling onslaught.
Her bouncing became more fevered, her eyes slipping closed as she moved greedily. She cried out, her swears and pleads tumbled from her mouth almost incoherently.
She was magma, her velvet scorch consumed him entirely.
He sprinted towards euphoria, pounding into her with reckless abandon. Her quivering limbs told him she was close behind.
They both erupted into a blinding white void.
Neither had any idea how long they laid out on the petaled floor, enjoying the afterglow.
Hades skin had phased back to it's normal brilliant azure. Persephone was wrapped in a cocoon of torn sheets and her own hair. Her opalescent crown was gone but replaced with a beautiful arrangement of sunflowers. Hades combed his fingers through her hair, chuckling as handfuls of precious gems fell through his fingers.
"Let's go home." He kissed her forehead, drawing her out of exhaustion.
After they were both wrapped well enough in what was left of the fabric they stepped out of the mountain opening to an incredible oasis.
The cave was encircled by a towering and newly born ridge of crystalline mountains. He saw the slopes glitter in the early morning sun, and he was sure they were host to a priceless collection of gemstones and precious metals.
The inside of the mountains was a lush meadow of thick trees and luxurious botanics. Soft canopies of green, and serene trickles of springwater.
They ventured further. The cool grass soothing the ache in their bare feet.
"This is incredible." Persephone whispered in awe. She knelt down to stroke the flowers lovingly.
"You did this." Hades said with a chaste kiss to her temple. She turned and pulled him into a sleepy hug. The King lifted his Queen to his chest, her lips mouthing tiredly against his collarbone.
"We did this."
Hades awoke to his phone blaring out the ringtone of his brother Zeus.
"-lo." He muttered groggily, face still half in the pillow.
"MY OFFICE. NOW."
The line cut out.