Lore Olympus Vampire!Hades AU One Shot(s)
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!!!18+!!! Quick vampire AU oneshot that's been rattling around in my head for a while, I might write more if the reception is good ^-^
"If it makes you more comfortable, just don't think of it as sex work." Aphrodite rested her chin on her laced fingers as she gave Persephone a reassuring smile. "You're not going to be intimate with anyone- you don't even have to take your clothes off if you don't want to- think of it more as being a masseuse... or even a counselor. All you're doing is making somebody feel good."
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