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There was a sound of someone walking through the grass towards her gardening shed, and judging by the tread, she was certain it wasn’t one of the dogs, but rather, Hades. Sure enough, he emerged through the shed doors, his signature white hair protruding first.
Hades didn’t usually come all the way to the shed, which was a shame. But she had a feeling he wanted to make sure she knew it was hers. They shared so much now; he probably wanted to make sure they still had their own spaces.
“I don’t mean to intrude--”
“Intrude, by all means.” She tilted her chin, motioning for him to come in. There was space enough for them both.
The corner of his lip lifted slightly. “I came here to tell you something. But now that I’m here, I can’t quite remember,” Hades paused to think about it before he stepped closer to her. “And you know what? I don’t think I care.”
She stifled a grin, watching him settle himself across her on the cushioned outdoor chair, while she remained seated on the floor, legs spread out with some scraps of compost between them. Once Hades was comfortable, he reached for her foot and began to rub with the exquisite pressure of his fingers.
She purred, her body going liquid and her eyes fluttering closed.
Best. Life. Ever.
“Got plans tonight, Goddess?” he asked, his tone casual.
She slowly cracked her eyes open. “Other than binge-watching my favorite soap opera?”
He snorted. “Other than that.” He was using his knuckles now and she was sighing happily at how good it felt. She was one knead away from making a very sensual sound.
“Oh, I’ve got tea with the titans, an elegant little soiree with some mortals, and a date with my blow dryer--”
Her playful posturing was interrupted by her own delighted shriek as he pulled her by the ankles towards him, wrapping her around him in a straddle.
She giggled as he looked up at her with his eyes that were tinted slightly red.
The same hands that were massaging her foot were now running over her thighs, clad as they were in her gardening overalls.
”Think you can… slot me into your busy schedule?”
She arched an eyebrow at his cheesy double entendre, but he seemed well aware of his offense and grinned. She shimmied her hips and settled herself more firmly on him, leaning close so that she can speak softly into his ear.
“I ought to punish you for that.”
“Please,” he whispered, sucking soft kisses against the underside of her jaw. “Do.”
She sighed and closed her eyes, rolling her hips and eliciting a soft groan from him. “I’m going to make you beg me to stop, Hades.”
His fingers traced a path up her arms, and she could feel his hips thrusting back. He cupped her jaw and his lips brushed lightly against hers. “I can’t wait.”
She was smiling as she kissed him, parting his lips with her tongue.
They’d never done it in the shed before.
Her breathing grew deeper, and his hips began to push harder, and when the distinct ache between her legs turned into a dampness in her panties, she scrabbled for the buttons of his shirt.
His lips had already traveled to the valley of her breasts and his hand was squeezing her ass with a deliciously painful intensity.
An involuntary whimper escaped her when his tongue dipped beneath the collar of her shirt and the lace of her bra, skimming the edge of her nipple.
“Oh, Had—“
The loud ring of a telephone cut through their lust-filled haze like a cleaver.
“Incoming call: Hecate. Incoming call.”
It shattered Persephone’s senses, and for a moment, she had to will her body to cool down. Hades’ disappointed sigh feathered her chest as she moved off his lap so he could reach for his phone.
“Gotta take her call?”
“She’s probably just going to tell me that your mother wants to talk to you. Again.”
She looked down at the floor, an apologetic expression on his face. “I know.”
“She’ll probably tell me that she’s been calling you on your personal but you haven’t responded.”
She sighed. “Right.”
Hades smirked. “Just get it over with, sweetness. It won’t be that bad. The longer you wait, the harder it’ll be.”
“Can we just both ignore each of their calls?”
“I don’t think so, Hecate would kill me.”
Persephone sighed again, “Alright... I’ll just finish up my gardening tasks real quick and then give her a call. Let’s see what she’ll tell me.”
“She gonna tell you to get your gorgeous butt back home?”
She stifled her grin, biting her lip. She didn’t want to seem too pleased about being called gorgeous by him. He was so cold to most people, but with her, he was such a charmer. “Probably. Will you be sad if I leave?”
He cocked a small smile. “It’d be a damn shame.”
She tried not to seem too pleased by that, either.
He began to unfold from his seat. “I’ll give Hecate a callback. I’ve also got stuff to discuss with her right now, anyway.”
She watched him go, as she responded with, “Okey dokey. But I’ll see you later?”
“Just call me and I’ll be there.”
They smiled at each other before he walked off.
Persephone finished compiling her homemade plant food made from compost and headed out as well. She picked up the nearby gardening basket she had filled with a watering can, mini pruning shears, a mini rake, and a small bag of plant food. She then set off for the outdoor lounge area towards the back of the house.
As she walked, she groaned internally. Ugh, first this, then my mother.
You can do this. She’s a plant. And your mother’s in the mortal realm. You can take them.
Before opening the door, she closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and mentally braced herself.
Alright. Let’s do this.
She entered the room and walked past the outdoor patio furniture. She used to come here more often.
Not so much recently.
She continued towards the windowsill where a certain nymph, still in plant form, sat.
“Okay, Minthe... It’s that time again... Let’s not make this harder than it has to be, yeah?” Persephone told the plant, a pleading tone in her voice.
The plant remained completely still, as if she were ignoring Persephone. She rolled her eyes, knowing Minthe was going to make this difficult.
Persephone set her basket down and pulled up a chair. Before taking any action, she moved to inspect the plant, checking for things like dry leaves or bug bites. Any indication that something was wrong.
As one of her fingers gently moved one of many stems to inspect its’ leaves, a thorn grew suddenly, pricking her finger.
“Ouch! Damn it, Minthe, come ON,” Persephone exclaimed, drawing her hand back and shaking the pain away. “Really? EVERY time?”
A tinge of red began tinting her eyes. “I’m literally doing this FOR YOU.”
The plant shook slightly, seemingly taking joy from Persephone’s frustration.
Persephone took a deep breath. Relax. She’s trying to get a rise out of you…
Remember,
You came prepared this time.
Persephone reached for her newly purchased gardening gloves, hoping they would provide her some protection from Minthe’s antics. She wasn’t too hopeful, as Minthe was also cursed, which meant her thorns were a lot stronger.
Nice going, me…
She glanced at Minthe as she slid them on, “There. Now you’ll have to behave. Let’s try this again.”
Her hand reached towards Minthe’s stems, attempting to inspect them for any signs of dryness or decay. Her thorns didn’t retract, however. If anything, she thought she saw more grow.
This was going to take forever.
“I know you don’t like me. And that’s fine, I understand,” She told the plant as she picked off some dead leaves, “But I’m doing this for you, to make sure you’re being taken care of.”
As she firmly, but lightly, gripped different stems to continue her exam, she felt it become harder and harder to move the stems around.
It was then she noticed the plant was increasingly tensing up, becoming almost brittle.
“Could you loosen up a bit? I don’t want to accidentally break one of your branches by moving them. But I’m afraid I might if you don’t relax.”
No reaction.
Persephone waited a couple more seconds, but the stems remained completely firm.
She rolled her eyes and tried to gently move her branches again. The thorns grew in size, and her gloves began getting caught.
“Oh my gods, really?”
She continued to attempt to clean the plant up, gloves continuing to get caught.
Then she felt multiple thorns puncturing her skin at once, causing her to suddenly retract her hand.
“Fuck! Damn it, Minthe!” She looked at her gloved hands and noticed all the tiny tears Minthe’s thorns had caused. They were small but deep enough to allow thorns to get through.
“Ugh, I just got these!”
She stared at the plant and noticed it jostling slightly.
Is she…is she laughing at me? Persephone thought, incredulously.
The red in her eyes darkened significantly. “If you don’t want ME to do this, then who?!” She asked the plant, angrily.
She noticed some of her stems leaning slightly to the right, where the portrait of a certain King of the Underworld hung.
She looked back at the plant, her red eyes narrowing.
You’ve got to be kidding me.
“Seriously? You want me to bring Hades all the way up here, interrupting his work, just to trim some of your leaves and water you?”
No reaction from the plant.
Persephone took that as a yes.
“No. I’m not going to do that. I have things I need to do, so let’s just get this over with,” Persephone said, reaching for her small rake to carve out some places to pour the compost.
Smaller, thinner, but equally as sharp thorns, searched for Persephone’s hand. However, Persephone had caught them growing and retracted her hand before they could poke her.
She stared at the plant angrily. She didn’t want to give in to her immaturity…
But she also didn’t want to be poked.
“You seriously want me to make Hades come up here?”
The plant sat there, thorns slowly retracting at the suggestion.
Persephone closed her eyes and took a deep breath.
Fine. If she wanted Persephone to make Hades come here, that’s exactly what she would do.
Exactly that.
“Alrighty. Fine. Let me go get him.” Persephone told the plant. She saw the rest of the thorns retract, and her stems loosened up. She made a sound of annoyance before moving towards the door.
She took a step out of the doorframe and sweetly sung out, “♫ Haaadeees! ♫”
Almost immediately, she heard him respond, “Yeah?”
“If you’re not too busy, could you come up here?”
“Be right there!”
She smiled to herself at his words. Always so attentive.
She walked back inside the room and towards a nearby sofa chair. Dragging it towards the middle of the room, she began angling it so that it sat right in front of the plant while simultaneously having its’ back towards her.
She looked up and shot a smirk at Minthe before moving to take her hair out of her bun. Her hair had grown a bit since the morning, likely caused by her recent irritation at Minthe. As she waited for the king, she pulled a mirror out of her bag and checked her hair, running her fingers through it a bit. She then grabbed and applied some of her favorite lip gloss.
She quickly put her gloss back inside her bag and set it down on a nearby desk as she heard his footsteps approaching the door.
“You called?” He asked as he stepped inside.
Persephone turned towards him and took a good look at him. She loved how he looked when he was in a suit, but especially when his blazer was off and his sleeves are pushed up his arms.
“Hey, handsome,” she said sweetly, skipping towards him. As she got closer, his hands moved out and wrapped around her waist. “Just missed you.”
He chuckled at her words, “While I never get tired of hearing that, I’m just downstairs in my office. You know I’m never too busy for a visit from the goddess of Spring.”
She looked up at him and smiled. “I know. But I also missed your lips.” She then floated up a bit to kiss him.
He immediately reciprocated her actions with just as much, if not more, adoration.
After a few seconds, she felt his tongue sliding against her lower lip, to which she responded by meeting his with her tongue, deepening the kiss.
As they made out, her hands moved towards his chest and gently began pushing him back towards the chair she methodically placed in front of the plant.
Once he was close enough, she pushed him just enough to get him to sit in the chair. He smirked at her, “What do you think you’re doing?”
She looked at him innocently before repeating, “Nothing! As I said, I just missed you.”
She moved to straddle his lap so that she was facing both Hades, and unbeknownst to him, Minthe.
She found him more than willing to welcome her and began kissing him deeply again.
She could feel him smiling through their kiss, likely at her actions. That didn’t, however, lessen the intensity of his kiss.
When they paused for breath, Persephone saw the glimmer in his eyes, right before he moved his hands towards her ass and squeezed roughly, a devilish smile on his face. She shrieked with delight, wrapping her arms around him and kissing him breathless.
“I don’t think we’ve done it in this room in a long time” he gasped, sucking on the skin of her throat.
She giggled and hurriedly began to undo the buttons of his shirt, while Hades unbuttoned her overalls and gathered her shirt in his hands, pulling it off her body. “We may have to rectify that and come here much more often.”
“I’d have been disappointed in you if you passed up the chance,” She responded breathily while shooting a glance at the plant. She caught some thorns increasing in length, causing her to smirk with satisfaction.
His lips sought the valley of her breasts, and she felt the warmth of his hands splayed against her back. She smiled as she tugged a lobe of his ear gently between her teeth.
Once he pushed her overalls low enough, she stood up and he pushed them completely off. As soon as her pants dropped to the floor, she was returned to straddle him on his seat, rolling her hips along his cock. She still had her panties on, and it was driving him crazy being unable to push himself inside her.
He took both of her breasts in his hands and squeezed them, looking up into her eyes. “Gods, these are beautiful.”
Grinning, she placed her hands over his and urged him to squeeze harder. “All yours, my King”
Again, her eyes were pulling him in, and he melted at her gaze, groaning as he pushed the lacy fabric of her bra down and he took her nipple into his mouth. She cried with pleasure, and Hades was so glad they lived alone so no one could hear the sounds they were making.
His fingers fumbled towards his pants’ zipper. “B-Baby--”
She shifted back a bit, just so she could expose his dick. He held onto her perfect butt as she moved her sex and kept it poised right over the achingly hard tip of his cock.
But before taking any action, Persephone’s eyes moved towards Minthe and she smiled sinfully. Her gaze was narrow, accusing, burning with something almost dangerous.
Persephone had it with Minthe’s delusions. She wanted to show Minthe what they were. What they had.
What Minthe and Hades no longer were.
What they never had.
She continued to stare as his hands tightened around Persephone’s plush hips. Was she taking this a little too far? Should she stop?
Maybe.
But she won’t.
She then slammed down against Hades, impaling herself until every inch of eager blue was buried into her soaking pussy, eliciting a sudden moan from the King.
The move was pure possession, dominance, taking what was hers in full view of a being (currently a plant) who had overstepped way too many times.
His moan of pleasure scattered her senses, sending her eyes fluttering closed. Rocking her hips to meet his thrusts, any thoughts he had disintegrated at the sensations of her, of her breath against his lips, at her tongue swirling around his, the feel of her thighs embracing his body, and her breasts that were bouncing so delightfully at each meeting of their hips.
The warmth and wetness of her around his cock felt insanely good, and he was so wound up that he was already in dire danger of coming.
He ran his fingers through the pink strands of her hair, devouring her mouth as he began bucking into her. “You are incredible, you know that?” he whispered. “So fucking incredible.”
As she let out a loud whine, he smoothed the slope of her shoulders with his hands, admiring her movements. He kissed the mounds of her breasts as his hands traveled down to her hips.
One hand moved towards her hip while the other slid up her slender back, pressing her close to his chest so he could drag her up and slam her down as his hips rose to meet the motion.
Digging his fingers into her soft flesh, he then set a faster cadence, making her moan with approval.
The sound of it was as intoxicating as the sight and scent of it. The slick sound of an eager cock being accepted and enjoyed by a wet body about two sizes too small for it was delicious. The grunts of Hades and the blissful cries of Persephone had them racing towards their climax.
Persephone’s eyes glared at the plant now and then. And every time she did, she seemed to quicken her pace and moan even louder, “Gods, Hades!”
When he looked up, her eyes were closed.
“Persephone,” he breathed. She loved how he sounds like he was struggling to keep some part of his sanity in check while balls deep in her.
That’s right, Minthe. ME.
Her eyes fluttered towards him, and she smiled at him, even as she rocked her hips to take him into her. Even as her breath stuttered, and her mouth fell open at what he knew was an approaching climax.
“Oh, Hades,” she moaned. “That feels so fucking good.”
“Look at me,” he demanded. “Look at me when you come.”
She bit her lip, nodding, and he lost himself in her gaze, basking in her need for him, letting her desire wash over him as he thrust up against her harder and her hips moved even quicker.
He was hurtling to his own climax and he was afraid he would come first, so he pressed his thumb to her clit and began to make circles around it. His other large hand was on her hip, pushing her down as his groan deepened.
Her body shook, jerked, quick breaths squeaking out of her in almost cute noises. When he felt her flutter around him and she cried that she was coming, he released.
Wrapping one arm around her waist and continuing the cadence of his thumb and hips. For a moment, Persephone locked eyes with the plant one last time. Eyes that spoke volumes burning with a primal hunger; a hunger that was all for the King of the Underworld who was currently cumming. Cumming in her. For her. Because of her.
And it was just how he wanted to come, her legs on either side of him, his eyes captivated by hers, and their combined moans filling his ears. He worked both of them through their climax, taking every ounce of it that he can.
There was that moment of white light, where every fiber of his body was focused on reaching that exquisite high, cresting and then bursting throughout his body. And then he was coming down, his heavy breathing gathering the oxygen his brain needed to function.
Their foreheads were touching, and the hot breath from both their lips mingled. She peppered his lips with her kisses, and he accepted them gratefully.
Gently, he smoothed the skin over her hips, where his fingers must’ve dug hard. “Gods, sweetness.”
She purred. He loved that sound she made. Like she was content.
They continued to sit in the large chair, both looking properly demolished and limp despite the spasms that still rocked the Persephone.
She laid her cheek against his chest, her eyes closed, panting through her mouth as she tried to catch her breath. Hades kept both hands wrapped around her even though his head was dropped back and looking towards the ceiling.
“Gods, I needed that,” the goddess suddenly murmured as she rubbed her cheek against his shirt, her tone so post-orgasm dreamy that it caused Hades to bite his lip to stop himself from chuckling.
“Always happy to be of service. Do let me know whenever you need another session,” was his weak reply, forcing Persephone to hold back her own laughter that threatened to bubble up.
Her eyes shifted towards Minthe, whose now large barbs were a much darker, more menacing color.
That’s fair.
As she continued to look at Minthe, she became lost in thought.
She realized the feeling of shame that she expected never came, though she almost wished it would after what they did.
Though in truth, it had a been a warning, and a sort of punishment, she may have gone too far?
Maybe?
Oh well.
He began to trace circles around her belly button and tease the ridge of ribs beneath her breasts. It made her giggle and he leaned in to kiss her while letting his hands roam over the curves of her hips and legs.
“You still miss me?” He asked her. Her eyes were trailing along his shoulders and chest, and she bit her lip as she looked up at him. Her eyelashes fluttered, and if they hadn’t just finished, he would’ve lunged at her.
He grinned, but he did move his wandering hand up to cup her face, brushing the pad of his thumb lightly over her cheek. “I always miss you. All of you. I’d miss you in a couple of hours and it would somehow feel like I hadn’t seen you in days.”
Her fingers feathered the line of his jaw, tapering off the point of his chin. “It feels that way for me, too. We’ve become that couple. We’re probably insufferable to other people.”
Hades couldn’t care less. “I love you,” he said.
She didn’t answer back immediately, but she was smiling, and her eyes never left his face. “Love you back.”
He liked how she sometimes took her time with those words. It reminded him of just how much she meant it when she said it.
His fingers trailed to her belly button again, his idle circling gaining purpose and going lower as the twitching between his legs grew more insistent. What can he say? She was amazing and it turned him on.
She squirmed. “Don’t tease. You’re going to work me up if you keep touching me like that.”
He hummed and knew that he was definitely ready for round two. He kissed her with deep promise while his fingers slid down, seeking her wet warmth. Her moan made him so erect that he sought friction against her thigh.
She hissed. “Slowly this time?”
“Oh, baby,” he whispered. “We’re going to be at this all night, I promise.”
“I thought you wanted me to call my mom after this?”
“Eh…she can wait a little longer.” He said as he slowly dipped his fingers into her, causing her eyes to flutter closed.
“Mmm,” she moaned, “I like the sound of that. We should go to the bedroom though. It’s comfier.”
Unbeknownst to Hades, Persephone also said that because she wanted to give Minthe a break. She wasn’t heartless enough to subject her to another round.
“As you wish, my love.” He got up and scooped her up in his arms. She squealed with delight, “Hades! Ho- hold on! Let me finish watering Minthe!”
He stopped in his tracks, “Oh shit… she’s here, isn’t she? Do you think she can like…see us?”
“Hmm, I’m not too sure actually,” Persephone responded innocently, “We’ll find out eventually.”
Hades set her down and slapped her on the ass, “Yeah. Either way, go water her and hurry to the bedroom. I’m not through with you yet.” He began heading out, carrying their discarded clothes.
She chuckled and walked towards her previously filled watering can. She smiled at Minthe as she picked it up and began gently pouring water into her pot. She couldn’t help but notice her relaxed stems and lack of thorns.
She must have retracted them.
“There we go, fresh water! And my, don’t you look so nice without thorns? I expect to see that much more often.”
Once empty, she put the can down and stood up, heading towards the door.
“I’ll be back sometime tomorrow to finish up. Or, you know, whenever Hades and I finish up.”
She threw Minthe a wink before closing the door behind her.