A/N: The first 2 sections of panels for the illustrated fic are up on instagram if you wanna see.
Lemmie know what you think! And yes, I will be illustrating all that naughty bits too~
Sorry for the delay. I'm in the process of a move but I'm hoping to update with a little more frequency! 3 I promise I haven't abandoned the story!
Warning: The chapter will involve some pegging. If that's not your jam, you've been warned~
Persephone shifted in the water, grounding herself into the muscled thighs of the azure God. "Before I tell you… I need you to promise me that you will try to understand…"
Hades smiled, one hand caressing her cheek and the other tracing small circles in the crease where her thigh met her hip. "I promise, sweetness."
She leaned into him before seizing her lip nervously between her teeth.
"Sugar snaps…" She whispered before sucking in a deep breath and absently kneading his shoulders with her fingers.
"D-Did you know that in the mortal realm, everytime you pick a flower- a nymph in that realm dies?" She focused on the gentle rise and fall of his chest, carefully avoiding his taken-aback expression.
"I-I did not…" As the God of the Dead this was something he felt he should have known. He felt a sting in his chest as her confession inched to the surface.
"It might be easier to... show you." She sat back against his knees, and brought a shaking hand to the tempered skin of his forehead. She took another deep breath and allowed him to receive this memory.
Hades felt his feet hit the soft soil of Demeter's pristine paradise. He glanced around and noticed the pink Goddess and her nymph sisters almost immediately.
Somehow she looked so much younger. How long ago had this been? Years…?
"What I want is for you to LEAVE ME ALONE!" Kore snapped as she turned sharply towards the other women. He saw regret flash across her furious features almost as quickly as the words fell from her lips. He shifted his focus in time to hear an ominous and throaty 'croak' expel from one of the flower nymphs. He witnessed her and her sister disintegrate into a pile of ash, only to be blown about almost insultingly by the easy breeze.
Persephone collapsed to the ground in a fit of anguish, pawing at their cindered remains.
Hades took a step forward before he realized he wouldn't be able to console her from the past. He felt as if his heart had been ripped from his chest as he watched her frantically sift through the dirt.
She stopped, and rose. Her tear stained eyes flashed a violent scarlet.
Kore was gone.
"Mortals, this land is sacred." The Goddess burst forth, her brows knitted in fury. A scythe, similar to the one her mother had threatened him with was clutched in her executioner's grip.
"Why do you defile it?"
Her voice was deep and venomous.
She was a poison powerhouse.
"For every flower you uproot here, the life of a nymph ends." It was only then that he was able to tear his eyes away from her long enough to notice the villagers, staring wide eyed in fear at the fiery Goddess. "You hold my sister's carcass in your arms."
"G-Goddess… we didn't know…" The nearest villager stammered. The leaves from the rosebush he held scattered around him from the ferocity of his tremble.
Persephone swung the scythe without mercy and beheaded that same mortal.
Hades felt himself release an audible groan.
"You knew." She spat. "You just didn't care." The crimson blood from the villager splashed across her flushed face and down the front of her mortal realm attire.
Hades felt his primal form reawaken.
He stumbled back as he observed her transformation. She grew to a titanic height, towering over the panicking villagers as they all scrambled to escape her impending wrath. Her shoulders sprouted thick branches of greenery like wings. They fanned out behind her menacingly.
She snatched one of the mortals from his scamper and held him tightly, turning him towards the direction he had been heading. "Is that where you live?"
A gnarled and spiked tree pushed up through the crust of the earth, creating a massive quake in the ground. The soil split open and dwellings fell into the newly erupted canyon. She took the mortal she had seized and impaled him on one of the many spiked encompassing the trunk of the tree. She plucked them up from the ground like a malicious child torturing ants with a magnifying glass and hung them one by one by the punctures in their chests.
The Goddess laid waste to the village. With each pluck and pierce Hades felt his pulse quicken and his knees weaken.
The tree was decorated with thousands of bodies. Hades bit back a moan, it was one of the most breathtaking and merciless acts of wrath he had ever seen.
The mortals screamed in agony, expelling the last of their energy on their final pleas before succumbing to their deaths and falling still and silent.
It all made sense now.
He recalled her pleas to help bring back mortal souls from the underworld.
Her giving away her own coin to help the stranded souls on the beach make it to the end.
He thought back to her wrath towards Minthe, and her near immediate remorse. Kneeling in the garden, elbow deep in mud- caring for the dishevelled mint plant regardless of her crime.
He dropped back into his body as her palm ripped away.
The bathroom was destroyed, but this time it was his doing.
His hands were white knuckled to the edges of what remained of the tub. The water had flooded the tiled floor when a series of diamond spikes had shot through the foundation, splitting the stone basin they sat in, in half.
Shards of precious metals glittered dangerously through the grout in the floor. One step and ichor would stain the geological mine field.
Every surface was coated in a thin layer of shimmering diamond dust.
The mirror was splintered, and at some point the newly installed crystal chandelier had exploded under the intense pressure emitting from the God. The only thing that saved the base from crashing beside them with a thick rope of ivy holding it to the ceiling.
Persephone met Hades' wide pupil blown eyes. Every inch of his skin was a midnight black. His chest heaved with each labored breath. His eyes were a dark obsidian with a pearly line of iris.
Persephone held back the Queen as she thrashed violently.
"I have to go."
"Aidoneus…"
Hades scrambled out from beneath her and pulled open the aether. Persephone jumped to her feet and dove in after him just as the portal entrance zippered shut.
"You've never played Thunder ball?" Hermes glanced down at the fury from over his shoulder, smirking in surprise.
Meg tugged nervously at her sleeve with a subtle shake of her head, following closely behind the crimson God.
Ever since she had barreled into the messenger exiting the library, the two of them had been talking often. The violet skinned erinyes had awoken that morning to a knock on her door from Hermes, asking her if she would like to join him for a brunch adventure.
"I'll teach you… It's a lot like bowling but the main objective is you want to make as much noise as possible. Bonus points if you can scare the mortals." She felt herself flush in response to his devilish grin.
Hermes held out his hand expectantly and gripped her tight before he took off into the mid morning sky with a sweep of his ivory wings.
Meg felt her snakes coil back in surprise as she clung to the athletic torso of her date. The wind whipped her hair around wildly, disorienting the poor reptiles.
She watched the gorgeous scenery of Olympus soar around them. Rarely had she ever made it up here. The citizens of Olympus looked down on the residents of the Underworld. The reputation her and her sisters had garnered from their help assisting the King with his dirty work also did her no favors in this realm.
She felt the nausea rise in her throat as anxiety overcame her.
"I've got you… Don't worry." She felt his voice bound against the shell of her ear as strong arms hoisted her up and securely held her to the thin cloth of his chest.
She snapped her eyes shut in fear as they descended, his winged sneakers bouncing from one cloud to the next until they skidded to a stop.
"We're here. You can open your eyes now." Onyx eyes fluttered open and she was greeted with the cheeky grin of Hermes, his bright gaze surveying her.
"Oh wow!" She glanced around. She could see the entirety of Zeus' realm from up high. The impossible downy they stood on floated lazily above Mount Olympus. She saw the beautiful gardens surrounding the King's estate and felt her knees go weak.
"I've never been this high before."
Hermes released his grip on her shoulders, and traced his fingers across the top of her back. She gave an involuntary shiver and giggle.
"Thank you for coming with me."
She nodded eagerly, awaiting his instructions for the game.
"Okay! So, we're going to take the clouds and compress them into pins." She watched with fascination as he scooped a piece from beneath their feet and spun the airy wool into the shape of the bowling pin. He knocked it against his palm to show her that it was solid.
"I don't pretend to know how… But the clouds in Olympus are the best in the world for this." He urged her to follow suit as he set down the pin and started on another one.
"How many do we need?"
"Typically you start with ten, and as the game goes on you can make them bigger and can add more if needed."
She wrestled the obscurity into submission and set her pin down next to his. It was smaller and less defined but she felt proud for it being her first try.
"Here, let me show you…" He dropped his pin in the growing pile and grabbed a handful of cumulus. With his hands on hers he guided the fury into crafting with more confidence. She bit back the rising heat in her throat. His chest pressed against her back, his breath on her neck.
"You've got it…" His lips brushed her ear and she dropped the pin. Swiftly Hermes caught it and handed it back to her with a gentle chuckle.
Hermes motioned to the pins he set up at a distance in the shape of a triangle. He then bent down and pulled a larger piece of cloud, smushing it down into the shape of a bowling ball.
"Watch closely~" He winked, pulling his arm back and rolling the now solid ball into the center of the pins. A thunderous clap echoed in an arch above them as impact was made. Meg braced herself as the cottenesque ground quaked disapprovingly.
"Now, I challenge you to beat me." He handed her a newly formed ball and dashed off to reset the pins.
Meg bit her lip and took a few steps forward before pulling the ball back and tossing it forward. As it bounced off the ground it released a march of thunder before hitting the pins and scattering like a roaring applause.
Hermes jogged over and retrieved her ball and circled back around her.
He pulled her hand back with his and motioned for her to give a few practice swings before letting go. She ignored the heat radiating off their connected skin.
She gave a heavy sigh and allowed the ball to roll easily off her finger tips. It rumbled and crashed into the pins again, the echo mirroring his first strike.
"Perfect!" He shouted enthusiastically, spinning her around and pulling her into a tight squeeze.
As they pulled apart they both felt a wavering static from incoming lightning.
"Oh shit. It's Zeus." Without a second thought Hermes pulled her up into his arms and thrust back a few steps as lightning struck the spot where they had just stood.
"Let's go…" Hermes whispered, swinging his bag over his shoulder and jumping to the next cloud and into flight.
Hades landed in the lush greenery of the Oasis, nude and frantic. Persephone not far behind. His primal self was already so close to the surface. He quietly cursed himself for asking the question, already knowing full well what her wrath, whatever it was, would do to him.
Hades took off at a run but was pulled back by the sprinting pink Goddess.
"Aidoneus! Stop, please… I'm so sorry."
"No. Kore. Πρέπει να φύγεις. πρέπει να μείνετε ασφαλείς." (You need to leave. You need to stay safe.)
"Είμαι ασφαλής μαζί σου." (I'm safe with you.)
He turned, his aura glowing a ferocious red against his dark star strewn complexion.
"Your wrath… I thought I had seen it with Apollo… and Minthe but...I had no idea." He stumbled backwards towards the smooth steps of her temple.
Her cerise eyes brimmed with tears of agony and heartache. She dropped to her knees just as she had done in the memory and leant forward, forehead to the earth, fingertips deep in the soil.
Flowers erupted around her, spreading across every fertile inch of the Oasis.
Hades shoved past his primal power and rushed forward to console her. He leant over her, covering her small form with a blanket of understanding. With each kiss he pressed to her bare shoulder, a flower nearby sprouted a cut and polished gemstone in its center.
The landscape soon glittered with the shine of crystal dew drops.
Between each breath he whispered a soothing mantra of, "I understand. I love you."
"I'm sorry." She rose, clutching at his chest desperately.
"Forgive yourself."
Her sobs lessened as he combed his fingers through her hair. "We've all done it, sweetness."
She cocked her head to the side sleepily and muttered. "My mother hasn't."
"She most certainly has." Hades chuckled.
"There is no record of her having an act of wrath." Persephone sat up, turning to face him.
"There is no record of you having an act of wrath. Atleast, anymore." He smiled knowingly. "Demeter has a much more effective method of damage control than Zeus ever has. It's amazing really."
He kissed her forehead, his fingers caressing her lower back. "And as far as acts of wrath go… Yours was… perfection."
She looked up, locking him into her gaze, begging him to elaborate.
"It was… breathtaking. You were… -are- so powerful. So ravishing. Seeing you so dominant and merciless is..." He gave his lower lip a soft bite, stifling a moan. He ignored the rise of shame in his core. This was not the time for that kind of discussion.
His skin was phasing black again. It had been slated clean when his concern had outweighed his lust.
"Oh?" She pushed him back into the bed of flowers, the stems sinking and shifting as to not be crushed under their weight. She swung her leg over his hips and settled into his warmth with a mewl.
"I think you know…" He said with a smirk, looking up admiringly at his dynamic bride to be. Persephone blushed as she felt his erection hit the small of her back.
"Do I?" She asked, shimmying her backside against the curve of his cock.
"Don't play with me, Kore." He gave a lumbering whimper with each rolling tease of her hips.
"Would you like to take this up with the Queen?" Persephone asked with a purr.
"I think you know the answer to that as well, Goddess." He purred back with a buck of his hips. She slid forward, his length now pressing against her throbbing entrance. She considered the surprise she felt at how his arousal only heightened her need.
The pink Goddess gripped his chest and pushed down, impaling herself on his stiff member.
Persephone let go and felt the Queen step forward.
"Tell me what you want, Aidoneus." Hair curtained around them in soft shimmering sheets as she bounced on his cock.
"This." He held her hips still and thrust up into her. Hard.
"Don't lie to me." She purred as both her hands wrapped around his throat and gave an experimental squeeze.
Hades felt his eyes flutter shut as he groaned through the firm pressure against his neck. "I want you... to fuck me."
"Finally…" She hissed, releasing his neck and nipping at the curve of his jaw.
They both gave a unanimous groan as she slid off his cock and pushed his knees up against his chest.
Her ivy arched over in a bond across his shins, holding him in place. She used her power to pull the earth they laid on up so his backside was raised off the ground, thighs open and exposed.
Her tongue teased the bottom of his length, flicking her taste and his precum off the tip. She replaced her mouth with her fingers as she gripped his member. Her tongue traveled under the sac and circled the tight ring of muscle at his entrance.
He groaned shamelessly and pushed up against her.
She pumped and squeezed his length with each slow lap of her tongue. "Goddess…" He groaned, throwing his head back into the lush meadow.
She felt his pulse as she pressed her tongue against the tension of his backside.
"Fill me, my Queen."
She rose to her knees, her fingers circling the muscle teasingly.
"Make me the tool, and I will gladly fill you.." She simpered. She coated her fingers in saliva and pushed one eager digit past his tight entrance.
Hades felt stars shoot behind his eyes as he attempted to ground himself. He slowly processed her request as he was enveloped by the delicious pleasure of her working hands.
He absently started to mold and polish the ruby gem of which he was instructed.
Persephone plucked the gem out of his hands, whilst pulling out of him. He snapped his bonds and sat up, capturing her lips in a desperately charged kiss.
"Turn over, my love." She gave his lip a sharp bite, drawing ichor to the surface.
Hades flipped over, using the uprooted mound of earth to support his hips as he leant forward.
The Queen massaged and gripped the firm muscle of his ass, kneading it before pulling his cheeks apart to see his prepped entrance.
She gave him a firm spank on each side before she worked with the ivy looping up her thighs to fasten the phallic ruby to her hips. She gave it a tug and felt a pleasant bump against her sex.
"Καλό αγόρι." (Good boy.) She smirked and lined her hips up with his backside, the cold stone rocking against him.
The God groaned as the dense pressure filled him inch by inch. His bottom lip was held tight in his teeth, his brows knit together while he waited for the pain to subside.
Persephone stilled, the front of her hips flush with the curve of his backside. Hades hissed before beckoning her to move with a push back.
She pulled out slowly before slamming back in, feeling his body adjust with each pump.
He buried his face in the field of flowers, his deafening moans smothered by a sharp bite to his forearm.
The Queen cackled and with a grip to his hair, ripped his head back, forcing him to release a guttural moan into the crisp open air.
His skin phased through with a cycle of azure and obsidian with each wave of pleasure that crashed over him.
She knelt down, angling her hips to thrust up. She felt him pulse and tense around her as she hit that bundle of nerves he was silently begging for. She felt her own bliss build with each pump of her hips as the stone flicked her swollen clit.
"Thank you…" He panted over and over as she rolled her hips, allowing the precious stone to lick at the sensitive bud inside him.
His fingers sank into the same earth and with each motion the flowers before him crystalized. He scrambled forward, reaching for the root of a tree to help him brace the coil of his impending eruption. As soon as his fingers touched the knotted root the tree collapsed into a light pile of uncut emeralds. They showered around him like a rainstorm, sliding off their exposed flesh with ease.
Persephone pulled his neck back, exposing his throat. Her other hand slid up his hip and rested in the middle of his back, opposing his boiling core.
With each lap of pleasure, she pushed the rage from her wrath into him through her surging palm.
The sounds that left him were untamed and animalistic.
"Seph! SEPH!" He choked, slamming back against her, filling himself to the hilt.
"I'm gon-" He cried out as her digits wrapped around his front and teased the underside of his cock with a feather light touch. She hitched her breath, leaning into her own orgasm as it shot into her fingertips.
The ground gave a tremendous shake and they both looked up to see one of the mountains on the other size of the Oasis erupt with an earth shattering explosion.
Petals and ash filled the sky, blocking them from the sun. Persephone could feel the change in the air as his orgasm raced to the surface. Tendrils of clover and brimstone teased her senses as Hades' release splashed across her fingers and the fertile earth.
"How many bonus points do we get for pissing off Zeus?" Meg giggled as they landed atop of a strange mountain range.
"1000 for Zeus, easily." Hermes chuckled, pulling his bag off his shoulder and setting it between their feet.
He took a moment to survey the landscape. It was a curious ring of mountains surrounding a near eden paradise.
"This is-" He started.
"Perfect." Megaera interjected in awe.
The pair sat on a checkered blanket as Hermes emptied his satchel.
"I thought we could have a little picnic." He smiled sheepishly as she inspected the containers before grinning up at him broadly.
"I've never been on a picnic… Thank you!" She opened a jar of freshly cut fruit and pulled a piece of melon out. It was golden and perfect. She passed him the jar and nibbled on the end.
"You're adorable." He knocked a few grapes loose and popped one in his mouth, smirking as the burst of flavour hit his tongue.
Meg ducked down flushing. This was the first time, she realized, she had been on the receiving end of this kind of attention. The more time she spent with the messenger the more she realized how unrequited her infatuation with their boss had been.
"I… uh… Brought you this, also." He pulled out a small plastic container from his bag and passed it to her. She lifted it to her line of sight and saw that the carton was filled with chirping crickets.
"For… Your... hair." He rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly. "I wasn't sure if…" The violet fury flung her arms around his shoulders and coo'd a 'thank you' into his neck. The reptiles atop her crown showed their appreciation with gentle nudges to his cheeks.
Their playful banter was interrupted by a groan from the mountain. The stone convulsed beneath them, traveling through to a nearby quivering peak.
"What is happening?" Meg knelt up, looking over the jagged edge and into the flourishing Oasis.
"Oh wow… Those flowers weren't there when we got here." Hermes mentioned, looking behind him at the growing tremor of the ridge.
"Should we-" She found her words stuck in the dry desert of her throat.
"Is that-?" Hermes squinted to shield his eyes from the blinding glint of crystal scattering the garden floor. He focused on the intimate phasing cerulean and magenta figures tangled in the overgrown meadow. The crimson God pushed down his voyeuristic arousal, hoping the scale skinned woman wouldn't notice.
Meg watched the couple intently, tearing her attention away only when she witnessed her date adjusting his erection out of the corner of her eye. His trademark loose shorts were doing nothing to hide his predicament.
They heard the distant echo of a shrill cry, and the temperamental mountain erupted behind them.
Hermes blocked the Erinyes from the downpour of charred rose petals and cinders descending around them. When the ash flowed lazily he pulled back, feeling they were now safe.
"S-should we go?" He had managed to knock Meg onto her back, and as he pulled away he felt a small lilac colored hand grip the front of his shirt.
"No… Let's stay." She cupped his ichor flushed face and pulled him down into a crushing kiss.