Zeus sighed, a grin slapped across his face, as he walked about the luxurious paradise he claimed as home. He paraded down the smooth marble tiles, towards the ruby stairs that led to the titan-sized entrance of the throne room. Inching closer to the center throne, glittering with gold, Zeus sank into his rightful place. Zeus' smile broadened when he caught a glimpse of a curved figure's shadow with curls by the right wing's entrance.
"What a surprise, my love," Hera's womanly figure enticed Zeus' senses.
Upon Hera's body was a thin wrap made entirely of wild silk. His Queen's auburn curls flowed down her back. Zeus noted the single feather that adorned the crown of her head. The feather captured the ray of colors that his domain possessed after rain. The Queen's dark brown eyes sparkled as she approached her King, her body swaying in a distracting way.
Hands nimble and soft, she grabbed Zeus' tanned jaw, and leaned forward so that her soft lips brushed his right ear lobe.
"Your brother is here." Hera whispered seductively, winking as she turned to leave.
Not a second later did Hades arrive.
Zeus rolled his eyes, leaning back into his glorious throne. So much for engaging in marital bliss with my wife, Zeus thought bitterly, his mind picturing the fantasy.
Hades stood out like a sore thumb; His lean but lethal body possessed strong muscles, which rippled amongst his pale olive skin. Clothed in a black exomie, Hades personified his domain well.
"Brother! What brings you above ground?" Zeus snickered at his own joke.
Hades' blue gaze silenced the King of the Gods from further mockery.
"I wanted to discuss the bride you promised me." The elder God cleared his throat as he glanced up at Zeus.
Zeus grinned wickedly at his older brother.