Hades and Andre stood together under the warm, cascading water of the shower, the steam creating a cocoon of intimacy around them. They held each other tightly, the water washing away the last remnants of the day's anxieties. Andre looked up at Hades, his eyes shining with excitement and love.
"I love you," Andre said softly, his voice barely audible over the sound of the water. "I'm so excited for tomorrow."
Hades smiled down at him, his heart swelling with emotion. "I love you too," he replied, his voice filled with warmth and sincerity.
They shared a tender kiss, the water flowing over them as if blessing their union. The kiss was filled with promise, hope, and the undeniable bond they shared. After a few moments, they reluctantly pulled away, the anticipation of the next day's events filling the space between them.
They finished their shower and stepped out, drying off with soft, plush towels. The air was thick with the mingling scents of their soap and the lingering steam. Hades wrapped a towel around his waist and handed one to Andre, who did the same.
Hand in hand, they walked out of the bathroom and into their bedroom. The room was dimly lit, the soft glow of the bedside lamps casting a warm, golden light. They climbed into bed, the sheets cool against their skin. Hades pulled Andre close, their bodies fitting together perfectly.
As they lay there, they stared into each other's eyes, their gazes communicating the depths of their feelings. There was no need for words; everything they needed to say was conveyed through the intensity of their shared look. The love they felt was almost tangible, a force that seemed to envelop them both.
Andre nestled his head against Hades' chest, listening to the steady, comforting beat of his heart. Hades wrapped his arms around Andre, holding him close as if he never wanted to let go. They stayed like that, wrapped in each other's embrace, feeling the world fade away until it was just the two of them.
Slowly, their breaths synchronized, and their eyelids grew heavy. The excitement and emotions of the day had taken their toll, and soon, they began to drift off to sleep, still wrapped in each other's arms. As they fell asleep, dreams of their future together filled their minds, the promise of a new chapter in their lives just hours away.
Morning came early, the first light of dawn streaming through the windows. Hades and Andre woke up, the excitement and anticipation of their wedding day filling them with energy. They shared a quick kiss before getting out of bed, ready to start preparing for the ceremony.
Hades made his way to a room where his groomsmen and groomsmaids were waiting. As he entered, he was greeted with smiles and encouraging words.
"Today's the big day, Hades!" Hephaestus said with a grin, adjusting his dark blue suit.
"We're all so happy for you," Nyx added, her dress a deep midnight blue that shimmered with subtle starlight.
"You look ready to conquer the world," Athena remarked, wearing a sleek, silver gown that accentuated her regal presence.
"Make sure to breathe, Hades," Ares said with a chuckle, his suit a dark red that complemented his fiery nature.
"Remember, we've got your back," Artemis said reassuringly, her dress a flowing green that mirrored the forests she loved.
Thanatos, Hades' best man, wore a black suit with subtle silver accents that seemed to catch the light in an almost otherworldly way. He walked over to Hades and placed a hand on his shoulder. "You're going to be great, Hades," he said, his voice calm and steady. "This day has been a long time coming, and you deserve every happiness it brings."
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Whispers Of The Underworld
FantasyThis novel offers a compelling retelling of the myth of Hades, the god of the Underworld, presenting a fresh and innovative twist on the classic tale. Instead of falling in love with Persephone, as tradition dictates, Hades finds himself irresistibl...