When Darkness Met Her

Carnal

Hades walked with Persephone down the long black marbled hallway, her body seeming to float in his arms as they stared at one another even when Hades had managed to open the door to his bedroom. He could feel the shudder coming from Persephone's body as he moved towards the bed, knowing that this would be her first time, and his in a long time. Persephone could feel her heart racing, the tiny organ nearly beating straight out of her chest as she tried to calm the fluttering in her stomach as Hades placed her gently down on the bed like they had begun right before Hermes had interrupted them.

This was so different than before, where Hades hands had rushed over Persephone's body they now caressed her, as if savoring each moment he was able to touch her. He had trapped her on the bed, his arms forming pillars beside her body as he leaned his head forward to brush his lips against hers. Persephone greeted his mouth greedily, wanting to feel him against her like they had been beforehand. Hades' hand dug into her hair, his fingers twisting about her long pale blonde strands as his hips gently rocked into her warmth that was growing underneath her short dress. She moaned against his lips, sending a smirk across his own as he repeated the action, needing to hear those sounds come from deep within her.

Persephone's hands started doing work of their own, her fingers unbuttoning his shirt as she pushed the fabric away from his shoulders, feeling his toned muscled arms tense from holding himself above her. She rubbed her hands down them and along his chest and back, her nails digging gently into his skin that made him nearly shiver from how good it felt. No one had sparked this kind of desire in him, no one could make him feel as if he was burning from the inside out and still wanting more. Persephone was soft, accepting, and fueled with want to what he was willing to give her right at this moment. But no, he was going to take his time making love to his wife, he had waited centuries, he could wait a little more just to hear those soft moans escape her throat as he began kissing down her neck. Persephone widened the spread of her legs, wanting him to press harder into her, her core nearly on fire from wanting him. Hades's hands moved down, pushing the skirt of her dress up to her stomach, leaving her hips bare as he gently started rubbing his fingers against the lace panties she had worn.

"Persephone" he breathed against her neck "Are you sure this is what you want?"

"Yes" she said with heavy breaths the more his fingers teased along her waistline "More than anything."

"Do you desire me?" he said smiling against her skin as his fingers trailed further down, feeling how hot and wet she was against the fabric.

"Yes" she barely got out as she felt his fingers against her most sensitive spot.

"Do you love me?" he asked as he slipped a finger inside the fabric.

"Yes" she moaned "I love you."

With a growl Hades stuck a finger inside her core, loving the crazed moan that came from her mouth as he began massaging her while his mouth started to explore her neck and breasts, his lips hard on her flesh as Persephone rocked against his hand, wanting more, needing more of him.

Hades slipped two fingers inside, wanting to warm her up before he took her, but the gasp from her and the way he hands gripped his arm nearly made him mad as she moved against him.

"Hades" Persephone moaned "Please..."

Well if that didn't just almost make him go over the edge, hearing that please from her as he smiled with satisfaction, knowing his teasing was her undoing as she shivered and rocked against his hand. Suddenly his fingers moved out of her and he lifted Persephone up by her hips with one arm as the other ripped the fabric of her dress away from her body. Persephone couldn't help it, she started to laugh as his face nuzzled into her stomach, his kisses covering her as he moved to unhinge her bra. Persephone was going for his pants, her hands snaking them away to reveal that Hades had not put on any briefs when they had departed earlier. Hades stopped dead as Persephone's bra fell away and he looked down to see his wife with a wicked grin, her hands gripping his length as she rubbed up and down his shaft.