A/N: Thank you to everyone! Your support has been awesome, regardless of whether you were for or against the original chapter 19. I appreciate you. The swinger scene will be back in a later chapter, and there will be a warning, so please respect it. :)
But for now! Here is some plot/smut ?
"What are you doing here?" Persephone looked up to see a disgruntled Thetis approaching. The nymph was dressed in her typical provocative work attire. Persephone turned back to files she was sorting and chirped, "Working. What are you doing here?"
The Goddess dropped a stack of manilla folders into another cardboard box, before slipping it onto the cart behind her. The phone rang and she answered it before the nymph could respond.
"Hello! Thank you for calling Olympus! You've reached the office of Zeus. This is Persephone. How can I help you?"
Thetis crossed her arms and gave the pink Goddess an expectant look.
"Oh! Hi Hephaestus! Yes, you'll have the blueprint work finished by Friday? Perfect! I'll let him know." She leaned over the desk and clicked the mouse, a very organized, color-coded schedule popped up on the computer screen.
"You're penciled in! We'll see you then. Thank you, you too!" She hung up the phone and turned back to Thetis. "So sorry. I see you don't have an appointment. What are you needing?"
Thetis blanched, craning her neck to look at the screen that Persephone slowly turned away from her line of vision. "I'm here to file a missing persons report."
"Who's missing?" Persephone asked distractedly, turning back to the stacks of files littering her desk. Since she had moved into the position she had removed all of the nymphs useless nonsense and desk decor. The space was almost unrecognizable.
"Minthe." Thetis watched as she stilled, but only for a moment. She shuffled the papers evenly against the hard surface, and slid them into a new folder.
"Wrong Kingdom. Minthe lives in the Underworld, not Olympus. You're going to have to file your report there first. I thought you of all people would know that." Persephone said cooly.
The slate grey nymph leaned in, her voice a low hiss. "What did you do to her?"
Persephone turned her back to stack another box on the cart, tossing her response out over her shoulder. "What happened to Minthe was her own doing."
"Where is she?" Sneared Thetis. There was a slight waver to her voice at the end.
Persephone turned back to look at Thetis, her eyes lidded heavily with boredom. She popped the lid off the last box and mounted it on her chair for the final group of files. She didn't break eye contact with the other woman. "She's fine. She's with friends."
"Bullshit." Thetis growled, shoving the files haphazardly into the empty box. "I'm her friend and I haven't heard from her."
"Maybe she got better friends…" Persephone shrugged, tidying the mess of newly deposited folders.
Thetis stepped closer, her bare thighs rested against the edge of the desk. She leaned hard against the surface, pulling the Goddess in with a whisper. "I saw those photos. So, How's Apollo? I've always been curious."
The Goddess of spring felt as if she was submerged in a frozen tundra. She stopped, and let the sensation wash over and past her.
The tension was broken when the door behind her snapped open. A slightly disheveled Hera stepped out, pulling her hair down from the messy ponytail she hadn't been wearing when she entered. She caught sight of the Goddess and smiled, adjusting her jaw mildly before opening her mouth to speak.
"Seph! Are you almost finished? I was thinking we could meet Amphi for lunch." The pheromones emitting off the Queen hit her suddenly and she took in the tousled hair and dusting of color across her cheeks. Persephone felt her fertility power stir.
"Almost! I just need to take these to the back office." She maneuvered between the two women, sure to slam the corner of the cart into the nymph's exposed ankle before calling out an "Oops, sorry!" from over her shoulder.
Persephone and Hera met Amphitrite outside of a beautiful coral and glass bricked bistro. The emerald skinned, daughter of the oceans, was wrapped in a mint green dress that was tight on her slender frame. Her hair was pulled back in a loose pile of curls encircled by a pearl spiked crown.
"Amphi! Hon!" Hera called out, pulling Persephone across the street and towards the waiting Queen.
"Hey! Wild Flower! Smile for me!" A grubby looking man with filed horns and a gap-tooth grin jumped out front of them, his camera momentarily blinding her with a flash. The pink Goddess stopped, another wave of ice crashing over her.
She felt her vision spark until Hera's voice broke through her internal barrier. The Queen had stepped in front of Persephone, blocking her from the man. "Do I need to call my Husband?"
The man took a step back, stammering. Hera reached out and seized the swaying strap of his camera. She tugged it loose and the man released it without a fight.
He looked her up and down nervously, side eyeing Persephone with a regretful grin.
The Golden Goddess opened the back of the camera and ripped the undeveloped film out. She tossed the camera at his feet, unflinching as the lens cracked.
She turned and pulled Persephone with her without saying another word until they were inside.
"Nerinphe! Honey, can you dispose of this?" She handed over the roll of film to the teal skinned Nymph that greeted them at the podium.
"Of course, my Queen. Your usual table is open. Would you like me to get the first round of drinks started?" The nymph welcomed the other two goddesses with a pleasant smile.
"Seph, what would you like? We normally start with a few oracles, and maybe a cosmos each." Hera turned to the smallest Goddess. Her soft smile was almost motherly. Persephone gave her a nod, still reeling over the strange man and what Thetis had said.
She followed the Queens out onto a canopied patio, a beautifully dressed white table waited for them. She pulled out her phone and typed out a message to Hades before taking her seat.
Persephone: Did Apollo leak photos?
The text bubble buffered while the King wrote back almost immediately. Persephone was oblivious to their drinks arriving while she waited.
Hades: Yes. That's why I had to leave for my meeting with Zeus. We've been doing damage control and I didn't want to add to your stress. Are you still at work?
Persephone felt her rage spike. She didn't want to be protected like a child anymore.
Persephone: Thetis said she saw pictures. I'm out with Hera and Amphi now.
Hades: I should have told you. I'm sorry. Are you okay?
Persephone: I am. Please don't hide things from me. I can take it.
Hades: You are absolutely right.
Her ire simmered low in her gut and she felt an appreciative warmth regarding the King. She had hidden so much from him, she knew it wasn't fair for her to throw a fit.
Persephone: There was a photographer outside of the restaurant that called me Wild Flower. Hera handled it before I could.
Hades: I can take care of him. Just say the word.
Persephone worried her lip recalling what happened to the last photographer who had pissed off the King. She felt the Queen flutter in her chest at the thought of Hades inflicting the torture he was infamous for.
Persephone: No. If it happens again, I will. :)
Hades. Good girl. Be safe today.
Persephone sipped from her shimmering violet drink, tuning into the Goddesses discussion.
"Zeus sent her away. The look on her face was… I don't know what that little bitch thought she was going to get coming in today."
"Thetis?" Persephone asked before taking another long sip. The drink had the strong bite of alcohol followed up by the sweet smooth of a freshly ripened peach.
"Yes!" Hera turned to her, bringing her into the discussion. "Zeus fired her weeks ago and since you've started everything has run so smoothly. It's been great! He's been thinking of offering you a permanent position."
"Oh!" Persephone commented, caught off guard. She gave a nod and drank deeply, taking a moment to mull over this new development. Working with Zeus and gaining his favor would be good. She would need powerful allies that she gained separate from her soon to be husband.
She pulled out her phone again and sent another quick text to Hades.
Persephone: How would you feel about me working in Olympus permanently? Hera just said Zeus was considering it.
Hades: I won't be losing you to my Brother, will I?
She chuckled, feeling the small twinge of worry in his words.
Persephone: Of course not, my love.
The Goddess set her phone down and tuned back in.
"She's such a little tramp. Her and Minthe both. Is Asteria still harassing Poseidon?" She couldn't tell if Hera was already tispy or just naturally this animated.
"She's finally stopped. It would have been fine if she had actually respected our arrangement. Pose can play with whoever he wants as long as they clear it with me first. Silly girls, think they can replace us." Amphi set her empty glass down and tossed her hair over her shoulder.
Persephone studied the swirling markings that lined her jaw and ran down her toned and exposed arms. She vividly remembered when she was out with Eros, and the peculiar interaction between the Queen and her friend.
"You've played with Eros', yea?" Persephone asked disregarding any lead up to a question like that. The emerald goddess giggled freely from her chest.
"Yes, I have. I've wanted Pose to join but he's got some silly masculine hang up."
"Hades said it would be intimidating going up against the God of Love." Persephone added offhandedly.
"Weak little egos." Amphi chuckled, starting in on a new glass.
"What about Psyche? Have you…" Persphone trailed off, feeling her ears tinge to a deeper magenta.
"Psyche likes to watch, but we've never..." Amphi's marked, webbed ears flushed a dark juniper.
"Eros has been teaching me a few things." Persephone blushed, recalling the last time their lesson followed a demonstration. While they were educational, she couldn't deny that her body reacted to the scenes before her.
The golden chain hanging between two earrings swung with each thrust of slender plum colored hips, the harness pressing flush with the pink god's muscled rear.
"Oh?" Hera asked coyly, turning her full attention to the Goddess of Spring. Persephone flushed deeper. She recalled Hades mentioning his brief history with Hera. She felt a jealous curiosity pull at her gut.
"He's helping me learn some of Hades' desires."
Amphi sat forward, her svelte lips turned up into an amused grin. "What does the unseen one desire?"
Persephone: Hera wants me to ask if you remember Thriva.
Hades dropped his phone on the desk and felt his chest tighten. Was Hera teasing him, through Persephone?
That weekend with the golden Goddess was the last time he had set foot in Thriva, and the last time they had been together before she married Zeus. That was the same trip she had come clean about her soon to be wedding, and the mysterious groom. It was all very bitter sweet.
Recalling it hit a little harder now that he knew Zeus had been promised to Demeter.
"Zeus you piece of shit…" He muttered, typing out his response. He didn't want to play Hera's game but if he had to, he was going to win.
Hades: Depends, does she remember Akanthos?
Persephone turned her phone and showed the message to Hera. The Golden Goddess had a red flush sweep up her neck, reminding her of the Queen's son, Ares.
"Oh. That's how he's going to play this." Hera pulled out her own phone and furiously typed out a message. Persephone felt a shock of jealousy hit her chest as she sensed the wave of hormones emitting from the goddess next to her.
'I should ask Eros about this. Maybe my fertility powers are developing more.' She thought, sending a quick note to herself to ask the God at their next meet up.
Persephone: Should I be worried? I can't tell if Hera is angry or...
Hades: No, no sweetness. I'll tell you about it tonight. Hera is just playing in a war she won't win.
Persephone: I told her you said she won't win.
Hades: You little scoundrel.
Persephone: I'm going back to Hera's to help her with the garden. Maybe after a few more drinks she'll tell me all about it. ;)
Hades: Do I need to leave early?
Persephone: Yes! Dinner at Hera's. Amphi and Poseidon will be there too!
The King of the Underworld touched down at the edge of his brother's property. Dinner wasn't for a few hours but he wanted to surprise his Queen.
He placed the helm over his windswept hair and saw his entire body disappear.
An excitement bubbled in his gut as he crossed the manicured lawn to the hedge of fence leading into the elaborate garden.
He slipped in past the unlocked gate, the evening breeze clattering it shut behind him.
Persephone was on her hands and knees, pulling beautifully sculpted, and not thoroughly solid trees out of the earth. The newly born, almost gelatinous leaves morphed seamlessly into the goddesses desired shape. The first was an elegant swan, the next a spiralling snake, the third a proud lion cub.
Demeters' gardens were always tidy and orderly. Very effective, very neat, and always beautiful.
Persephone, even when given Hera's strict guidelines, was generous, chaotic, feral, creative. She had perfected the botanic arts.
The soft soil stained up to her elbows, and across her magenta thighs. She turned and now had her back to him, she lent in low, pulling something up from deep in the earth. Hades hitched his breath as he got a fill view of her rear, covered only by a thin slice of fabric. He felt his core groan with desire.
"Sephy, Honey! I don't want you wearing those rags during dinner. You can shower upstairs when you're done." Hades was surprised Hera would offer her that. He visualized her twitching as Persephone tracked mud throughout her perfect white floors. The pink Goddess looked up and gave Hera a waved reply.
Hades stalked behind her, mindful of the noises his steps made. He ran a single finger, feather light up the length of her spine.
Persephone shot up, looking behind her. He never got used to the feeling of someone's vision passing over him, and them not reacting.
She was alone in the garden.
She turned back to the sprout she was working on, egging them to come to the surface. She felt a warmth against her ear, the hair on the back of her neck stood on end.
"Who's there?" She got to her feet, and whipped around wildly. The sapling shot up behind her, halting her in place. Hades leaned in and pressed his lips to the sun kissed skin of her shoulder.
She was hit with the overwhelming and knee weakening scent of his arousal.
"Aidoneus?" She turned away from him, the hedge next to her erupted with freshly bloomed roses.
"Kore…" He breathed into her neck, his hands circling the front of her hips. Persephone looked down and saw the fabric of her shirt shift with his embrace, and while she felt the heat and weight of him, she saw nothing but her own body.
"Dinner isn't for two more hours…" She giggled, leaning surreally into nothing.
"I'm not here for dinner. I'm here to help." He purred into her neck, nipping and kissing his way to her ear. "I think Hera needs more of a… jungle." He tugged her ear between his teeth, eliciting a moan from her core.
She felt the pressure of his hands slide down the front of her legs as the grass sifted behind her. She grabbed onto the trunk of the massive tree as she was folded forward, legs knocked apart.
She faced the illuminating windows of Zeus and Hera's home. She could see Hera prepping in the kitchen. Zeus seated at the table, working.
She felt warm hands and the band on her shorts loosened, falling easily to her ankles. Her swollen heat hit the brisk evening air, causing the Goddess to gasp.
Hades kneaded her rear, giving each cheek a firm slap. She shuddered and widened her stance, stepping out of her discarded clothes.
Hades plucked her panties from her shorts and pocketed them, feeling the dew of her lust with his thumb.
He nipped the swell of her rear, the salt of her skin on his tongue. The Goddess snapped her mouth shut, silencing her moan as she watched Zeus raise his eyes from the computer, dark gaze locking with hers.
Three trees to her left lost their cut while sprouting into their new primal splendor.
Hades pushed forward, his tongue beckoning her.
Her hair stretched down her back, tangled in a mess of patterned flowers. Each stroke of the King's tongue brought her closer to nirvana.
She bucked back against him, his tongue pushing past her entrance. She half stifled a holler at the sudden pressure. She ducked in time to avoid Zeus looking up, noticing the blooms of lush ancient plants popping up frenziedly.
She felt a disembodied presence behind her rise, and then a very solid, firm pressure against her sex. He thrusted in, slamming them both forward against the tree.
She looked back and saw nothing behind her. She felt like she was in a very strange, very visceral dream.
As he pumped his hips she slipped her hand between her thighs, giving her throbbing slit a slow stroke. "I've needed you all day."
Hades slammed the pink Goddess against the smooth amber stone of his brother's expansive shower, his mouth never disconnecting from her. They devoured each other frantically.
Her water slick skin looked so electric compared to the muted, honey coloured tile behind her.
Persephone felt herself slip down the wall, her feet hitting the ground a moment before they parted lips. Hades pulled back, jouseling his hair in the warm water fall.
"Wanna know something interesting?" He looked down, smirking at her. She nodded, her lips traveling up his abdomen.
"Zeus' property is the only place where the underworld curse doesn't work. You are completely free here."
"Really?" Persephone shook her wrists, expecting to feel the impossibly light shackles shift. She felt nothing.
Hades snapped his fingers and Persephone dropped to her knees. Hades felt his breath catch. Had that worked?
Persephone fell into a fit of giggles, her fingers pawing at his bare thighs.
"That wasn't..?" Hades asked, worriedly.
"Nope. I just wanted to." She gripped his length with both hands, lapping at the tip confidently. Hades felt his eyes roll back as she took the entirety of his swollen cock into her mouth.
'Demeter can do whatever she wants if it means I get to keep Kore.' He thought, caressing her face, looking past his lust lidded sight and straight into her criminally innocent cerise eyes.
The drain was clogged with a swirl of sunflower petals.
Daisies fell from the ceiling, decorating every inch of floor.
Hades watched beautiful bellflowers bloom at her temples as she shut her eyes in concentration. Her face was buried in the pressed white linens of Zeus and Hera's bed. Her arms tied behind her with the king's discarded tie. She was folded over the end of the mattress, his thick azure cock pumping wildly into her.
He pulled apart her cheeks, circling her tight ring with her thumb. She moaned loudly, and only realized where they were when she was surprised by a return echo.
He pulled on the end of the tie, releasing her arms. She immediately patted the side of the bed, indicating he should lay down. He hopped up and laid where she instructed, watching as she crawled up his legs and sheathed herself down on his desperate member.
He held her hips still and thrust up with reckless abandon. She rolled her hips down, slamming against him, and feeling the head of his length hit her fertile wall.
"Fill me." She moaned, holding on to her own breasts as she bounced on his cock.
They heard a door close in the hallway, and a gentle knock against the next door over. They froze.
Poseidon's voice rang out from the hallway, asking a far away Hera a question.
Persephone yelped, expelling her breath as he rolled his hips hard, filling her to hilt. He reached up and caressed her cheek, taking her vision of the door to his arousal clouded scarlet eyes.
"Try to stay quiet, Goddess." He whispered, jarring his hips up into her. He rolled them over, so Persephone was on her back, the soles of her feet pressing against his broad chest. He thrust in harshly, his member breaking through her barrier, eliciting a choked moan.
He chuckled, recreating the same strength. She bit down on her fist, her cry vibrating against her palm. They heard footsteps retreat down the stairs.
"Aidoneus…please." She took his hands in hers as his rhythm slowed. She placed them gingerly on her stomach with a little purr.
The ivy circling up his arms tightened, teasing him.
"Breed me."
He felt a heat emit from her core, giving him life. Her fertility power awakened his sterile body. One more pump and felt his release leave him, departing like an eager piece of himself. His eyes blinded with a white hot current.
A ruby fire alight in her eyes as she took him in, "Thank you, My King."
"Why were you in the bedroom together? PERVERTS!" Hebe cornered them as they attempted to slip out of the bedroom unnoticed.
Hera looked up, noticing their wet mops of hair, and the smudges of dirt on Hades' normally pressed and polished suit.
She welcomed them to the dinner table, taking her seat next to Zeus, and across from Persephone. She picked up her glass of wine, pausing before it met her lips.
Persephone, honey…" She narrowed her eyes accusingly.
"What did you -do- to my garden?"