Kore's eyes opened, despite the exhaustion that riddled her body. Aidoneus was facing her, laying beside her on his massive bed. She watched him sleep, his perfect features were peaceful and soft, and moved her hand to touch the slumbering statue.
Hades opened his eyes, becoming very alert, he grabbed her hand and sat up a bit. He looked around the room, relaxing when the coast was clear, and letting his gaze fall on Kore. Her eyes were tired, they were filled with questions that he could almost hear. He released her hand and move to hold her.
"Hi," He whispered softly; as if to a newborn. "How are you feeling?" He swept her red curls out of her face.
"I'm okay." Her voice was weak.
"Good. That's good." Hades said nervously.
There was a silence, neither of them wanted to speak. Persephone looked up at him, reflecting the events from the - night? day? - before, and started to cry.
"Please don't, I'm so sorry!" He wiped her tears away with his thumbs. "This is entirely my fault."
"I just.... I don't... Why? Who?!" She sobbed,
"I'll tell you everything, Kore." He kissed her on the forehead, "But you must stop crying. Your tears bring me more sorrow than any mortal sin."
She grabbed the loose cotton wrap that she was dressed in, wiping her tears away and steadying her breathing. He waited until she was alright before laying on his back, coaxing her to curl up against him, resting her head on his chest.
He sighed, pulling the blanket up around her shoulder and wrapping her in his arms. "In Short: You were traded to Empusa by my jealous ex-lover, for one of Eros's Arrows. She used it to get me to marry her..." He looked down at her, and none of the questions that he had seen seemed to be answered.
"The nymph? Minthe." She said, "Who is she to you?"
"Minthe was.... Well, she was one of the few people who didn't hate me after I became King of the Underworld. She made me not feel so alone down here..." There was sadness in his eyes.
"So you just pushed her aside when I came along?" She asked, a bit upset. "You said that you loved her-"
"Of course not!" He defended himself, "I'll always love Minthe: in the way one cherishes their first love - but it's nothing like the love I have for you, Kore." Hades held her hand, "Minthe and I were together for a long time, and I did consider making her Queen at one point." He paused, "But when I consulted the Fates about my choice, they confirmed my fears: Minthe would never make a suitable Queen.
"She became obsessed with the idea of our marriage, and the longer I put it off, the more angry and toxic she became." He paused, "I couldn't bring myself to break things off with her, because I didn't know any other women who didn't tremble at the sight of me..." He squeezed her hand in his, "Until I met you..." She blushed at him, "After that day, all those years ago, I never laid another hand on Minthe."
"Really?" She asked, looking at him seriously.
"Really." His gaze was steady and honest, "When I asked the Fates about the little goddess in the garden, they told me a tale about the Queen of the Underworld." He smiled at her.
She blushed deeply, her heart picking back up from the low place it had sat in her chest.
"Whatever happened to her?" She asked.
"Your mother destroyed her.... She turned her into a plant?" He sighed, "I wouldn't have wanted her dead, but the punishment she would have received for threatening a god would have been worse..." He cupped her jaw, "Nobody will be able to harm you when you're mine." He looked into her soft green eyes, "That is, if you'll still have me."
Kore sat up, leaning over his chest and kissing him, "Of course!" She whispered.
"I'm so glad that you're okay, and you're safe." He hugged her close, pulling her on top of him.
She straddled his hips, laying her head on his chest, and he pulled the comforter over the both of them. He stroked her hair, sitting in the silence until he thought that she had fallen asleep. He looked down to find her looking at him. Meeting her soft gaze, he was unable to help himself as he kissed her soft lips.
She met his with warm, welcoming kiss, allowing him to kiss her again and again.
Goosebumps rose on her cheeks and down her back as Hades grabbed her cheeks and pressed his tongue against her lips as he kissed her. He repeated himself, coaxing her lips apart, and letting himself play in her mouth with every movement of his lips.
She fell into him, moving her lips with his, and letting the new sensation overwhelm her being. Hades's hands started wandering about her body pressed against his. He ran his hands from her shoulder blades, down to her plump buttock. Without thinking, a firm hand grabbed her ass, holding it down as he pressed his hardening cock against her mound.
Persephone gasped, sitting up a bit. "I'm sorry I just..." She blushed in embarrassment.
Hades wrapped his hands around her petite waist, pulling her close. "Kore, become mine..." He whispered, his eyes were dark and wild - like an ocean.
"I thought that I was...?" She said, confused.
He chuckled, "I mean, right now. Let me take you, let me make you my Queen." His breathing started to deepen.
"But what about the celebration? and traditions?" She asked.
Hades almost groaned, "I mean, if that's important to you we can... But at this point, fuck traditions: It would ease my mind knowing that nobody can lay a hand on you."
She sat and thought about it for a while, her face turning red and becoming very shy when she knew what she wanted. "I'm a virgi- I mean... I've never... Done anything like that before..." She said, sheepishly. "But I want to."
