Post by Hades on Jun 24, 2019 21:15:25 GMT
Hades was pacing.
Across his throne room, his chin rested comfortably in his grasp as he mumbled under his breath. The two demonic minions were in the corner, sitting and watching him as his robes whipped back and forth. He'd said 'Love'. LOVE!? Hades was the God of Death. People didn't love or revere him. They hated him, almost exclusively. Then....she came along and turned him inside out. He didn't really recognize it as it was happening. He found himself listening to music with her, laughing with her- not trying to find a way inside her head or a way to manipulate her somehow, but genuinely enjoying her company.
Then she said she loved him the other day, and all caution had been thrown into the wind.
Now, he couldn't stop the thoughts in his head. Holding her hand, kissing- would she want more than that? He wasn't a sexual being, as it was. Not like his little brother- Zeus, who slept with anything and anyone. He could and would....give it the college try, if that was her desire, but that had never driven him. Perhaps a discussion on her comfort levels would be prudent, in that area? Not to mention the things she wanted from...well, this. It had been about four days since they'd spoken. He growled, and started turning red but calmed down promptly after. He needed to stop pouting in his hole- there was only one way to fix this anxiety.
Turning, his arms coming down to his sides, Hades marched from the room and would head toward hers. Up and down, through the halls, he'd stop outside it and raise his arm to pound on it but stopped. Then, he'd gently knock, his lips pursing before he brought his hands behind his back. If she was there, and answered, he'd smile a large a sharp toothed smirk.
"Ah...hello. How uh...stupid, stupid- you wanna go on date, or what?"
He looked away, pursing his lips again, but would glance down at her from the corner of his eye. Whoops, there it was.
Across his throne room, his chin rested comfortably in his grasp as he mumbled under his breath. The two demonic minions were in the corner, sitting and watching him as his robes whipped back and forth. He'd said 'Love'. LOVE!? Hades was the God of Death. People didn't love or revere him. They hated him, almost exclusively. Then....she came along and turned him inside out. He didn't really recognize it as it was happening. He found himself listening to music with her, laughing with her- not trying to find a way inside her head or a way to manipulate her somehow, but genuinely enjoying her company.
Then she said she loved him the other day, and all caution had been thrown into the wind.
Now, he couldn't stop the thoughts in his head. Holding her hand, kissing- would she want more than that? He wasn't a sexual being, as it was. Not like his little brother- Zeus, who slept with anything and anyone. He could and would....give it the college try, if that was her desire, but that had never driven him. Perhaps a discussion on her comfort levels would be prudent, in that area? Not to mention the things she wanted from...well, this. It had been about four days since they'd spoken. He growled, and started turning red but calmed down promptly after. He needed to stop pouting in his hole- there was only one way to fix this anxiety.
Turning, his arms coming down to his sides, Hades marched from the room and would head toward hers. Up and down, through the halls, he'd stop outside it and raise his arm to pound on it but stopped. Then, he'd gently knock, his lips pursing before he brought his hands behind his back. If she was there, and answered, he'd smile a large a sharp toothed smirk.
"Ah...hello. How uh...stupid, stupid- you wanna go on date, or what?"
He looked away, pursing his lips again, but would glance down at her from the corner of his eye. Whoops, there it was.