A/N: Thank you all so much for the love! I know it's silly and superficial but your comments give me and this story life!
Dialogue chapter with some smut~
"I don't know what temper tantrum you had, Hades, but you can't just go around redecorating the mortal realm whenever you want." Zeus didn't bother with any pleasantries, he simply stared at his older brother over laced fingers.
"I-It wasn't a temper tantrum, Zeus." Hades muttered meekly.
"Are you struggling with your powers? It's been centuries, bro."
"Did you even go down there?" Hades snapped, feeling like his skull had just come in contact with an icepick.
"No, but I heard-" Hades held up a hand to quiet him.
He sucked in a deep breath, knowing one thing was for sure. He definitely didn't want to tell his brother about him and the Goddess of Spring like this.
"I needed to leave my house for the safety of my realm, that is all."
"Oh, so you wouldn't erect a FUCKING MOUNTAIN RANGE in the middle of the Underworld, yea?"
"EXACTLY!" Hades shouted, getting to his feet. "Why am I even having this argument with you? Nobody got hurt. It's nothing compared to all the villages you burned down because-"
"Because WHAT?" Zeus cut him off, palms flat on his desk, shoulders squared as if he was waiting for Hera to pop out at any moment.
"SEX, ZEUS. SEX. Are you this fucking thick?" Hades slumped back into the chair opposite of the God of Thunder's desk, his forehead pounding softly against the beautiful mahogany surface.
"I… don't remember you having any issues like this before…" Zeus relaxed, a curious, shit-eating grin smeared across his aristocratic features.
"Originally… I wasn't the one who had the issue." He shrugged.
"We need details. Now. Drinks?" Poseidon stepped in from outside the office door, grinning smugly.
"It's 9:30 in the morning."
"Breakfast drinks then!"
"Unlike you assholes, I have to get work done today."
"Yea. Work with me. In Olympus." Zeus picked up the phone and hit a number on speed dial. "Hecate, I'm borrowing your King today. I don't care. YELL ALL YOU WANT, I'M LOUDER."
And he slammed the phone down.
"She said you're clear. Now, Pose! What say you?"
"Who gets a lap dance at 10 in the morning? Why is this place even open?" Hades sulked, but followed closely behind his brothers.
"Lust follows no clock, my dear brother." Zeus coo'd, and took a firm grip of the hostesses backside, "Yes! We'll take the table in the back. Full round of mimosa's. Thank you, love." He dismissed her with a little slap.
Hades met the eyes of the harassed host and mouthed an 'I'm sorry.'
"So, you've finally ditched that nymph. Is the lucky lady the coveted Persephone?" Zeus was already calling over another round before starting in with the interrogation.
Hades answered with a clear of the throat and pull of his collar. His body was still reeling from the earlier events that morning.
"THAT'S A YES." Poseidon jumped and pointed, spilling his drink all down his shorts. Hades shot a glare at the emerald hued God.
"How was it? She's so small…" Zeus asked, motioning their size difference with his hands.
Hades sunk deeper in his chair, his flush turning him, a near Zeus purple. "I bet it doesn't fit." Poseidon nudged Hades playfully.
"It fits just fine!" Hades snapped before downing his drink, mortified.
"Everywhere?" The God of the sea asked, wiggling his eyebrows suggestively.
"Well we've only done-" Hades stopped himself as he noticed he had subconsciously pointed to his mouth and then to his lap.
The two younger brothers rioted with laughter and continued to toss questions that had Hades sweating.
"So, what's she like?" Zeus pointed at his lap, with a clear of his throat. "Goddess of Springs has got to be au natural, right?"
"Is she loud?"
"Did she use her powers?" Poseidon asked excitedly.
"Did you use your powers?" Zeus asked worriedly. Then it hit him. "YOU DID! You caused those mountains because you were- using an earth quake to... fuck her harder?"
"What? No.. I-I don't think that's why…" Hades retorted, sheepishly.
"So, why did THAT happen?" Zeus gestures in the direction of the Oasis.
"She-" Hades cleared his throat, nervously. "Told me to let go. She wanted to m-me-meet me."
"Y-You you?" Zeus made a vague shimmy with his finger. Hades nodded, flush creeping up his ears.
"Wow. Hera's never let me do that."
"Yea, we know. That's why you burn down villages." Muttered Poseidon, starting in on his third drink.
"Well what about you, Waterboy?" Zeus demanded, sloshing his drink over the pair of them.
"Once- Amphi let me… You know that really big tsunami 50 years ago?"
"Wow. Well, I still think Hades should have to apply for an enviromental permit any time he plans to fuck up my planet."
"Eros is helping her control her powers. We caused some d-damage to my Realm."
"You sure that's not all Eros is helping her with?" The Sea God asked, curiously.
"What do you mean?" Hades inquired, remembering when he was worried Eros had taught her more than he had intended when she was servicing him.
"You know his reputation. God of love and all that."
"Yea, says you two man-whores." Hades shoved his brothers into each other, causing their drinks to fly.
"Do you think you'll marry her?" Zeus asked, suddenly very serious.
'GODS I HOPE SO' He screamed internally. He cleared his throat and answered with careful measure.
"I… don't know. The underworld isn't the place for something so beautiful." Hades felt a little flutter in his chest at the thought of her making it beautiful, and making the underworld her home.
"He's got it bad." Poseidon nugged Zeus, snickering.
"How are you going to handle Demeter?"
Hades slumped against the doorway into Hecate's Offices. She looked up from her desk in surprise, only to fix an annoyed expression to her face.
"What are you doing here, Hades?"
"I'm here to help!" He stumbled into the office but caught himself on the rich leather couch, and spilled across that instead.
"You reek. What did Zeus even want?"
"To talk about the fucking mountains. And to interrogate me about Kore." He buried his face in her cool decorative pillows and groaned loudly.
"Why do you always listen to him?" Hecate got to her feet and brought the intoxicated King some water, sitting beside his crumbled mass on the couch.
"I can't say no. I have no choice. It my- uh… payment for him getting us out of Cro-" COUGH "Our father." Hades' skin did a quick phase of indigo and back at the mention of Cronus.
"Unbelievable. Does your therapist know this?" She forced the glass to his lips, trying not to cringe at the amount he was let dribble down his chin and onto the interior.
"Erm. Sort of." Hades sat up with another groan. His headache was gone but he knew a hangover would be short behind.
"Go Home, Your majesty. Or wait for 'Seph, she should be off any minute. Just get out of your lobby before your employees see you're just a big ol' drunk softy."
"Kore!" Hades called, drunkening sauntering up to her desk. He clumsily took a seat, knocking her work computer to the floor.
Persephone jumped to her feet in surprise. She started at the computer, a swell of panic in her throat. 'Why does this keep happening?'
"King Hades, Sir. I'm still clocked in." She held up her computer mouse with a weak smile.
"Yea? Well, I'm your Boss… and I need-" Hades started to purr, turning towards the goddess, giving her a predatory smile.
"Uh. King Hades. I'm also still clocked in." Thantanos interrupted weakly from behind them.
"Thantanos! Leave, or you're fired." Snapped Hades, without an ounce of shame.
"You can't fire me- wait, why am I even saying that? I don't want to see Persie fuck the Boss."
"Thantanos. Leave. Now." Persephone snapped at him, her eyes flashing scarlet.
Hades rose to his feet and picked Persephone up easily at the waist, setting her at the edge of the desk. He gave a quick nip to her neck before getting to his knees and planting a kiss on each of her stockinged knees. He pulled at the fabric with his teeth, licking and nipping a path leading up her thighs.
Persephone gave a weak shimmy of fight before she submitted to his ministrations. Her skin felt like a live wire from that morning, and who was she to argue with her King's wants? Her core pulsed in anticipation. She bit back a moan as his tongue traced the line where her inner thigh met the lace of her undergarment.
"I was just telling Poseidon how delicious you taste." He murmured into her core with a nuzzle.
"You told him WHAT?" Persephone pushed his head from in between her thighs and snapped her legs shut. A small part of her that was past the shock and embarrassment felt a tinge of arousal spark from the King being so open about their love life.
"I know, I know. 1000% scoundrel." Hades deflated against her thighs.
"ONE MILLION PERCENT SCOUNDREL!" She shouted, while ruffling his hair affectionately. He moaned into her touch and made to bury his face in her thighs once more.
"I know. I'm sorry. I was just thinking about it and it came out." Hades looked up, pouting and looking suspiciously like Pomelia.
"Are you drunk?" She asked, her voice dropping to a whisper.
"M'little." Hades kissed up her thighs, giving her his best devilish grin.
"I don't think this is wise, Sir." She snapped her lips shut but it was too late. Hades rose to his feet, and she could see the outline of something hard pressing against the front of his trousers. She jumped down from the desk but was immediately seized and laid out, bent over his now seated knee.
"You don't?" Hades smirked, carefully pulling up her snug white dress and giving her backside a loving caress. He felt the goddess stiffen at his touch and then relax and give a low moan. He pulled her panties down her legs until the fell to the floor. Both ignored them as the King continued to palm and pet the subtle pink skin of her bottom.
"Five. Count them out for me." He purred again, his nails grazing the curve of her ass lightly. She pushed aside the fire erupting within her and gave a nod that she had heard him.
-SLAP-
"One." She moaned, the spark from his hand electrifying her.
-SLAP-
"Two." She felt the slick between her thighs. Hades felt it too. He spread her cheeks and hissed through clenched teeth.
-SLAP-
"Three." She could already feel his strong fingers thrusting into her, circling her neck, caressing her hair.
-SLAP-
"Sir. Can you please wait until you are off the premises to man-handle your employees?" Hecate asked, dully.
Persephone felt her Ichor run cold. She hid her burning face under her upturned dress.
"That's four." Hades muttered, pointing at Persephone accusingly. He turned towards the witch and gave her a curt nod. "Hecate. I will do that for you, and only you."
"You're too kind. Remember I need these papers signed by tomorrow morning. 'Seph, let me know when you both get home."
"Yes, Hecate, uh… Ma'am." Persephone affirmed albeit mortified.
Hades knelt down and scooped up her lace underwear from the floor before stuffing them in his pocket. "I'll be keeping these."
Hades and Persephone stumbled through the front door of the mansion and were greeted excitedly by the pack of dogs.
"Let them out, I've got to text Hecate." The goddess gave cerberus a tender scratch behind the ears as she opened her phone and sent Hecate a message that her and Hades had made it home safely.
She hesitated for a moment and sent another text to Artemis.
Persephone: Work and School have been insane. I'm staying with Eros again. I'll be home tomorrow night. Promise. ?
She set her phone down and joined Hades by the backdoor. The pups were running wildly and playing. Cerberus had grown and was taking on Mushroom, JP and Big John in what looked to be a very unfair game of tackle.
Persephone giggled and rested her head against Hades as his arms circled her affectionately.
He leaned down to her ear. His breath reignited her arousal long before his words.
"You owe me a spanking." His hands pawed at her hips firmly, hiking the hem of her dress up to expose her bare lower half. She shivered and pushed back against him with a coo.
"You'll have to catch me first!" Persephone shouted, ducking through him and scrambled up the stairs.
Hades felt his ichor quicken. He sprinted up after her, a pressure against his slacks already building.
He tiptoed through a minefield of glass and still freshly fallen flowers. He made a mental note to get someone in here to clean this up tomorrow.
She was in the shower, stripped and waiting for him. The only light was flooding in through the main bedroom. The crystal light fixture still lay on the ground in ruins.
"I bought these when I was out with Eros." She smiled seductively, holding up a plug and a thick blue toy. Hades felt the pang in his chest again, thinking about her spending intimate time with the God of Love. It didn't matter, she was here with him. Now. He shook off those thoughts and took in the sight before him.
The tap was running and the room was already filling with steam. Her hair spilled down to her midback in beachy waves. Her back was to him, her hips and rear posed out, one leg up. He was transported back to the incident in his office. It seemed much more like a memory now, instead of the cloudy dream it had appeared to be.
His pupils blew as he watched her pop the plug into her mouth and circle the tip with her tongue before removing it and sliding it slowly, with a steady hand into her rear entrance.
After a wince of pain, and a breath of adjustment she was hit with a continual wave of pleasure at the pressure. Her skin flushed and prickled with goosebumps as she tried her best to ignore his penetrating gaze.
She felt her muscles clench and the same waves of pleasure moved further into her core. She allowed a sweet moan to escape her pouted lips.
She took the toy and positioned it at her entrance, sliding across her clit rhythmically. Her moans reverberated through her chest and against the stone walls.
"Make all the noise you want, sweetness." Hades purred, pawing at his aching erection. The steam amplified her floral lust, and brought him in closer to kneel on the mess of splinter and petal outside the shower. He hardly took notice of the injury his knees were to sustain.
Persephone began to thrust the toy, softly, alluringly. She was panting between moans. Her skin a shimmering magenta. Her dark hair inching down her back in tangled wet tresses.
'Reel it back in' The voice of Eros said, soothingly.
Her thrusts slowed again, she eased back the tight coil in her core.
She looked back at Hades, smirking through arousal lidded eyes. He was kneeling before the shower, wearing nothing but his open trousers. His hard, throbbing cock in hand. He spit into his palm and fisted his member.
Persephone seized her lip in her teeth as her hair blossomed. Her thrusts rose in speed and intensity, and her moans spilled out unashamed and without discipline.
'Ease. It. Back.'
Her pace slowed again, to a lazy pump. Her toes uncurled but her resolve was close to snapping.
"Aidoneus… Please." She whined, feeling her release edge closer. Her vision flashed scarlet but she shoved the Queen back. She needed control right now.
"HADES Please!" She cried, her knees buckling under her. Hades caught her with his arm and shoulder and slammed her back against the obsidian tile.
He held her with one forearm hoisting her up by the rear, her legs draped over his shoulders. His other hand held onto the toy and continued to thrust into her. His lips kissed their way to her slit. He rolled over her clit with his tongue, before pulling back to blow on her heated and swollen skin. If he could choose any way to die it would be drowning in the perfume of her arousal.
She shivered, her fingers gripping his hair like she could fall at any moment. She could smell the salt of his precum, and taste the metallic ambrosia of his nectar on her tongue.
Her head slammed back against the lava rock, a plume of flowers scattering around them.
"Fuck, Aidoneus, please please… Please. Don't stop."
Each time she bucked onto his tongue, the harder he pulled her clit in with a gentle suck. His cock quivered when it came in contact with the cold shower wall. He moaned into her sex. The eruption of pollen and spring water warned him before her quaking muscles that she has come.
They slumped down the shower walls together, each sliding down opposing sides. He rolled her taste on his tongue, feeling his cock give an almost violent throb. Unashamed, with scarlet eyes locked with her Cerise, he gripped his length and gave it a hearty tug.
"Can I?" She asked, inching closer.
"Y-Yes...What ever you want, little one." She leaned in for a kiss, tasting herself on his lips, She felt another surge through her loins. She kissed her way down his neck and across his broad chest. She descended until she was able to lap greedily at his leaking slit.
Hades hissed in a breath, petting her hair excitedly, attempting to resist the call his lust riddled brain was making.
"Easy, little goddess." He whispered, tightening his grip on her hair. She hummed in response, curling her tongue and hollowing her cheeks with each pump. Hades felt a raise of something and he gripped the sides of Persephone's hair to hold her steady while he thrust up into her mouth aggressively.
She enthusiastically hummed as she opened her throat to him. She could smell the earth of his release raising. It was like roses made of copper. She squeezed her own thighs to quell the second wave of release her core was demanding.
He felt his ropes of hot release splash against the back of her throat and across her chest as she abruptly pulled back.
Persephone giggled and leaned in, their kiss a mixture of their oral euphoria.
Lazily they broke apart, and both glanced over at the doorway, eyes locking with a slender red nymph.
"MINTHE!"