Two weeks later
I laugh, "so, let me get this straight. Hades beat you up?"
Hermes laughs along with me, "don't make fun! I wasn't always as strong as I am now."
Hades walks through the door, "Talking about me?"
"What made you assume that?" I ask.
"I'm a narcissist, remember? Your words, not mine."
"I only state the truth."
"I should get going, Saraphine." Hermes tells me.
"Yes, you should." Hades adds.
I ignore him, "see you later, don't be a stranger!"
Hermes disappears and Hades and I are left in the room alone.
"Since when are you guys besties?" He grumbles.
"Awe is someone jealous?" I mock.
"Why would I be jealous of him? I could make you beg for me if I wanted to." He confidently says.
I scoff, "yeah right."
"Is that a challenge?" He smirks.
I roll my eyes, "you're so competitive."
"Competitive means competition, so here's the challenge. If I can make you come crawling to me, then you have to do whatever I want for a week."
"Fine, then the competition goes both ways."
"Today's Friday, so by next Friday, we'll see who the winner is."
"You're on. One rule, no touching. I don't want our thoughts to be mixed again." I demand.
"And so it begins." He smirks, walking out of my room.
What did I just get myself into? I already know he's going to play dirty, so I'll play dirtier. I know for a fact that he's attracted to me, as he never shuts up about it, so I decide to use that to my advantage. He's in for a wild ride tomorrow.
I go to sleep that night after coming up with a plan. When I wake up the next morning, I groan as I remember the game.
After showering and brushing my teeth and such, I do my makeup and pick out an outfit that's sure to drive him crazy. If he checks me out while I'm wearing jeans and a t-shirt, he'll love this.
I look in the mirror admiring my work. I'm wearing a black dress that comes way above mid-thigh, and a push-up bra to accentuate the low neckline. I pair it with black heels that are probably almost six inches tall.
I walk to his office, where I know he'll be, heels clicking down the hallway in a steady rhythm.
I open the door and he immediately pauses the man he's judging right now.
"Sorry, didn't mean to interrupt. I think I left my hoodie in here yesterday, have you seen it?" I ask, playing innocent.
He hesitates for a good ten seconds before answering, "Uh, yeah, it's on the chair over there."
It's almost funny seeing his all flustered like this.
I walk over to the chair and grab my hoodie, letting it slip out of my hands and onto the floor. I bend down to pick it up and hear him clear his throat.
"Sorry for inturupting, carry on." I state, walking out of the room and back to my own with a smirk on my face.
The next few days are similar, us walking around with minimal clothes and him making sexual comments.
Today, Wednesday, we're having dinner together with a few other gods.
"I want to change the rules." Hades states, entering my room.
"I'm in a towel, you at least could've knocked!" I complain.
"With these past few days, I'm pretty sure I've seen you in less."
"What's your rule change?" I roll my eyes.
"I want to be able to touch each other, just once."
"Why?" I ask.
"So we can share thoughts." He explains.
I think for a moment before answering, "alright, but only because it'll make the game more challenging."
"Hug me."
"I am still in a towel, you know. Can I at least change first?"
"I have stuff to do, just hurry up."
"Fine." I hug him for a moment, until I feel him tugging at my towel.
"Pervert." I mumble, pulling away.
"It was worth a shot."
"Now get out so I can get dressed."
I'm surprised when he actually listens.
I put on a long sleeve black dress with a high slit up the side after doing my makeup.
I hope this dinner goes alright. I'm meeting a few gods I haven't met yet.
One thing I've noticed about gods is that they're always on time, so when I arrive in the dining room, everyone is already there.
Hades and I are sat at either end of the table, gods and goddesses along the sides.
I see some faces I don't recognize, but I looked at the guest list earlier so I'm able to put faces and names together.
"Saraphine, how do you like it here?" Athena, goddess of war and wisdom, asks.
"I've grown to like it quite a bit, actually." I smile, politely.
As everyone is making conversation with each other, I suddenly hear Hades' voice in my head, making me jump.
"It's nice to have my family together like this. It's a shame all I can think of is how your mouth would feel on mine."
I retaliate with, "I can think of somewhere else my mouth would feel good."
He smirks, "and you'd love every second of it, baby girl."
"So what if I would?"
"Saraphine?" Hermes asks.
"Yeah?"
"Aphrodite asked you a question." He states.
My face goes red in embarrassment, "I'm sorry, I was a bit distracted. What was it?"
She smiles, "it is okay. I asked if you would like to go up top with me on Sunday, to get lunch and some new clothes."
"Of course, that would be lovely." I respond.
"You know what else would be lovely? Clearing this table and fucking you against it." Hades interrupts my thoughts.
"Yes master, please, fuck me so hard I can't walk for a week."
I see him shift in his seat and I smirk to myself.
"I bet you've already thought about choking me or holding a knife to my throat as you pound into me."
"Excuse me." He states as he gets up and leaves the table.
I excuse myself and find him in his room.
"What's wrong?" I ask innocently.
"You have no idea the images you put in my head, sweetheart."
"Why don't you show me?" I tease.
"Screw the game."
He grabs my face and kisses me hard, I kiss back after a second.
