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Captured Bride (Chocolate x Evolution)

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Persephone sighed, looking out across the meadow. It was a lovely day, but all days were lovely. Always eternal spring. Always boring.

Her mother, goddess Demeter, had kept her here so she'd always be safe. It was another thing Persephone hated. She wanted to go out in the world, see the mortals. Not be trapped by her mother. She was a fertility goddess of the new spring. She should be out there, living life! And, she looked like a new spring goddess. She had curves in all the right places and was told several times by the likes of Hermes and Apollo that she was beautiful. Maybe that was why Demeter kept her hidden here?

Not that her father was any better at helping her out. Zeus, not only her father but also her uncle, treasured her. She was probably one of his children that Hera (her aunt/stepmother) wasn't jealous of. The same applied to Apollo and Artemis, who somehow managed to escape Hera's wrath.

Running a hand though her wheat-gold hair, she took another look around the meadow. She was supposed to be laughing with the nymphs and picking flowers, but that bored her. The nymphs in question were at the pond, giggling over nothing. Brainless idiots.

She turned to go when a flower caught her eye. Among the splender of the flowers sat one lonely black one. It wasn't dead, just different. She walked closer and saw that the center was a blood-red stone. Intrigued, she bent down to pick it up and felt the earth shake as her fingers closed around the stem.
 
The task they had been given was a simple one and one they couldn't fail. Luckily for them they weren't stupid or fools, the wraith of their Lord was something to fear. To think Zeus ruled over all was a laughable joke. He anger only produced a light show. Their Lord caused the ground to shake, rumble, and break at merely his annoyance. They loved their Lord like no other, there weren't two high priest for as far as the eye could see they gave so much.

They had actually given their lives to live and serve the Emperor of the Underworld. And given the mission of planting a simple flower was beyond easy, especially if it got them away from that damn dog. The amount of glee that went through then when their target touched the flower couldn't be described accurately. When the ground quaked and darkness enveloped the woman, it was beyond beautiful.

The woman was brought to a gorgeous room. The walls were made out of blackwood, a literally a tree from Africa that was an ebony color. Most the furniture were made out of the same material including the king size bed with four posts at the corners. A black drapes hung around it to frame and even conceal the bed. There a woman laid only to raise when the figure of another female entered the room. The one she had been ordered to wait for.

Above ground, they were forced to give figures like her high respect. But Lilith wished nothing happiness for the goddess that stood before her. "So you're the tramp, My Lord wishes." The succubus said as she climbs off the bed to expose her form that was clad in a black leather corset that held her large bust. Garter belt that connected to the leather thigh high heel boots, something that carried her closer to the goddess who stood in the middle of the room. Lilith beauty had no rival, of course only by those that lived within Mount Olympus. Her dislike of the goddess was clear as she rose her hand to at least get some frustration out, but instantly froze.

"You dare harm the Lord's prize?" Said a voice that stepped out of the shadows with a smile upon his face. This man liked like a masculine yet mirror image of the woman. Like her the man wore leather, merely as pants with a silk black shirt. "You need to mind your business, Lilu." She snapped at her twin brother who simply laughs as he nears the gorgeous goddess, his hand ever so gently extending out to help her to her feet. "Have you forgotten that Aias and Diabolos have been watching her." He informed her only to add. "And us." He added which only made her glare around the room in search of the pair only to have one step out of the shadows by the dresser.

"Had he been a second too slow...you're death would have been a glorious one!" Aias said with a broad smile across his face which only sent Lilith's temper skyrocketing. "He comes, he comes!" Diabolos shouted as he rushes into the room through the large black metal door. The four of them barely had time to move away from the goddess before he entered the room. Instantly their eyes were downcast as his six foot seven frame entered the room. That was all that could be seen as he stood in the doorway where the shadows hid him, struck by the beauty of Persephone. Six glowing red eyes could be seen appear around the thigh area of the figure.
 
When the woman had raised her hand to Persephone, the spring goddess closed her eyes and flinched. At the man's entrance, she felt her fear start to rise. Who were these people and what did they want with her? They spoke of her, but not to her. All she could understand was that she was someone's prize.

Her heart dropped as the tall man entered the room. She easily recognized him. His features were so much like that of her father's and uncle Poseidon's. He carried himself with the pressance of a god. From the darkness of where she was, she could now easily guess where she had been taken.

Her knees grew weak as she gazed at the impressive form of her uncle Hades. She had heard stories. Her mother told her hushed stories of the dreaded god of the underworld, the one not even the mortals dared mention. Demeter filled her with tales of Hades' cruelty and heartlessness. Anyone who lived where the sun did not reach was not the sort that a good goddess should consort with. Persephone wasn't even allowed in Olympus if Hades was going to be there.

Tears welled in her spring green eyes as she took one unsteady step toward Hades. "Why am I here," she asked, her voice trembling. "Please, uncle, why did you bring me here? Is it Mother? Is she all right? Did something happen to Father?"
 
Hades, as he saw it he was the working god. The others of Olympus sat around and enjoyed their immortality, but he had to work. Day in and day out. This made it hard to enjoy himself and even go to Olympus for their get together. Finding a woman was made even that much harder because of this, so he had to manage it some how. And when he saw Persephone, there was no way he could pass up on such a beauty.

Hades couldn't chance it though, he wouldn't gamble with whether or not they could manage to speak together and she would accept him. Especially with his sister keeping her hidden in some way or fashion. He entered into the dim light of the room, wearing a pair black achiton with part of it covering the left side of his chest. This left the right side of his perfectly defined form exposed, but their kind was rarely fully covered. The tone of his skin was a bit pale from the lack of sun, but it hadn't lost all light. He was of course above such outside influences thanks to his birthright.

Hades had a rugged pretty boy look to him, chiseled jawline. It looked as if all statues had been based off him, but these looks weren't his alone. He shared them with his brothers and that was something he couldn't change. Something out of his powers. "Calm down, relax. Everything is fine." The god said as he rose his right hand, the few black gold bracelets with various gems and diamonds could be see, placing his palm to her cheek. "Do I need a reason to see my gorgeous niece?" He asked which only made Lilith boil even more.
 
Persephone looked down, embarassed by how her uncle affected her. She had never met him, so she never knew how handsome he really was. He was either the youngest or oldest of the three brothers. Born first, yes, but last to be saved. She had always felt a little sorry for him.

She turned her head slightly to press her cheek firmer against his palm. She wasn't even sure why she did that, but she had seen her mother and various aunts/cousins/what have you do the same to the male gods. It just felt right.

"I am sorry if I seem rude," she said, "but I wasn't aware I would be visiting. It's a bit overwhelming. And the welcome I recieved confused me. I don't feel like a guest, Uncle."

Taking a look at Lilith, she added, "This place frightens me."
 
When she placed her hand into his palm, Hades allowed his thumb to gently and affectionately stroke her cheek. "That is my fault. I was terribly busy and asked my subjects to invite you." They themselves knew that was a lie. They had been ordered to grab her, but they would never speak up speak against him even if order by Zeus. Hearing the words of his niece, his gaze rose from her to finally notice the four of them standing there. He couldn't understand why it was so confusing. "I hope you were well received." He said while Lilith found herself with a bit more space between her and the others.

They had stepped away from her like they suspected their Lord already knew or at least would soon find out. His pale green eyes began to grow black like the only thing holding back his wraith was what his niece said next. Lilith felt herself shaking, fearful of what would happen to her. One could only imagine the terror one who could kill and bring you back could inflict. The six eyes moved from the shadows of the doorway to step forward, the large hound and its three heads could sense the temper of its master. Those eyes returned to normal as he brought his gaze back down to his niece.

"This place is much like myself. Its hidden at first, but you'll grow to love it." Hades said with a smile coming to rest on his features. If she picked up on it, he just told her she'd be staying there. Though he didn't hint at how long.
 
Persephone looked back up at her uncle. She had felt a change in him, but saw none. Hesitantly, she said, "Maybe you can show me around? I would like to see your home." It was frightening, but she wasn't sure if it was as scary as her family would have her believe.

Looking back at her uncle's subjects she added, "Just you show me around, please." She didn't like the idea of being alone with any of them. They frightened her and she was sure that the woman hated her, though she wasn't sure why.

She put her hand on her uncle's, removing it from her face. Instead of letting go, she held on. She had a feeling he wouldn't hurt her. They were family, after all. Since Demeter kept her such a secret, perhaps he was just curious. She knew she was curious about him.
 
A smile came to the features of Hades when he heard her request. "I would love to. Maybe even the whole realm if you'd wish." He felt her pull his hand from her cheek only to hold it within hers. The touch of her skin were pure delight and he could not be picky as to where their flesh connected, as long as it did. "Come, My dear." With that he help lead her out of the room, his eyes turning completely black for the briefest of seconds. His gaze lingering on Lilith a little longer than the rest. Upon seeing that, the succubus eyes open wide in shock but her screams were soundless.

Hands reached out of the shadows behind her, clawing at her skin as they dragged her into the darkness. Lilu turned away from his sister and made sure not to be within reach. It was bad enough he could sense her pain, he didn't want to feel it to. Aias and Diabolos made sure to do the same and before their Lord and his future wife reached the threshold, Lilith was gone. "I don't understand why your mother never allowed us to meet." He asked as they entered the dimly lit hallway. Its walls and floor were the basic same as the last room.

"Sheesh, that was close." Diabolos said with a grin though since he was glad it wasn't him. "Wanna go mess with the other succubus while Our Lord is busy?" He asked his sidekick only to notice the other man was frozen stiff in complete fear. "Whats wr-" Those words were cut off when he followed his friend's gaze to notice Cerberus hasn't left the room. Instead those three heads had been focus perfectly on the two of them. Especially since they realized Lilu had already vanished. "G-good doggie." Diabolos plead only to see the beast charge towards them.

The two screamed as they leap into the shadows to disappear, something they only hoped would work. They knew that no one escaped from him though. Those fangs still managed to pierce through the darkness and grab onto them, pulling them back into the room. The door to the room closed, sealing their screams as the beast decided to play his favorite game with them.
 
Persephone shrugged. "Mother doesn't allow me to see anyone, really. She barely lets me see Father, and that's only if she's there with half of Olympus. I've been allowed to talk to Hermes, but after I hit puberty and developed my abilities, she forbid him from coming over."

She leaned closer to Hades as the the chill of the Underworld caught up to her. "It's been a very lonely life. All I seem to be good for is picking flowers." She knew her mother wanted her to become a known goddess with temples and festivals and everything, but no one knew her. She was still a pale shadow next to her mother.

She had also been afraid for some time when her Mother started talking marriage. If she couldn't meet anyone, how could she get married. She had a feelign that Demeter would use her to further her own ambitions in Olympus. It's been done before. Aphrodite was married to Hepheastus because she angered Zeus. What would they marry her off to?

"Your palace is so different from Olympus," she said, taking note of the dark decor.
 
"It seems we have something in common." Hades began as they passed different doors. "I rarely get to see any of my siblings or their children, I'm always stuck working." He finished while glancing towards her. Paintings of scenery upon earth like mountains, snow covered lands, grass fields, volcanoes, and oceans. The only color came from them. There were various plants, black ones, and some that looked like they were dead already. That was just how they looked.

Hades looked to her when he felt her pressing close to him. "So you are surely a treat for the eyes. And it warms my heart." He surely was a cunning one, but how much was truth and how much was what he was saying to make her feel good. Hearing about the marriage he found himself sighing some before looking away. "I'm been searching for some time now. I still haven't found a woman to take that offer. Maybe no one can actually see the beauty I offer them." He told her only to add. "You and the others are lucky, its easy pickings for yall. Anyone is ready to take your hand."

Hades wasn't bitter or even jealous of his kin. He loved his home and place and wouldn't trade it for anything. It had its own riches and pleasures. Still it got lonely at times and that was what he was seeking. "Oh don't worry, it isn't all dark and gloomy. But I saw no point in punishing my subject with bright inviting colors to remind them of a world they can never see." In some ways maybe he was kind to them or maybe he just prefer the color and used that as an excuse.
 
Persephone pressed against Hades. "It's not easy pickings," she said. "What Mother wants for me isnt' what I want. I think she wants me to marry Apollo, but that is the last thing I want. I've seen how the men in Olympus are, and I want no part of it. I don't want to wind up like Hera, always jealous because my husband is off in bed with any other woman but myself."

She sighed, reaching out to trace the pictures as they passed by. "You're so lucky, really. By staying single, you don't have to worry about being betrayed. You haven't given your heart away and had it stomped to the ground. I know that that's my fate."

She paused in front of a picture of a bright meadow. "Now that I think about it," she said, "how did you convince Mother to let me visit? Though your minions were a little overzelous in getting me here, I can't picture Mother letting me go anywhere, especially with you."
 
Hades walked along his niece with proud steps. He enjoyed walking with her and talking to her. He was right to have chosen her. Now there was the thought as to how to go about things. Of course she had been kidnapped and in a few days that would be wed. Listening to her he began to think there could be another way besides force, one that was interesting.

"I don't see anyone within Olympus that could suit you. You are more refined and held back with a different air about you. Not one god of Olympus comes to mind." And for him that was the truth because he wasn't a god of that heavens and instead was one of this place. He didn't share her thoughts on what she said next and as she turned to look to the painting, his hands withdrew to rest behind his back. "Am I really? An elder god who does not get to experience the joy of love even if there is a high risk involved." He told her only to add. "To roam your own home and never encounter a face that is happy to see you. Is this truly a life to envy?" He asked with a raised brow.

When Hades saw his niece admiring the painting, a smile came to his features before darkness surrounded them. Just as soon as it had appeared, it was gone and so were the walls of his castle. He had transported them to the Elysian Fields where the sounds of children could be heard playing. A light breeze blow to push against the achiton he was wearing. The Lord of the Underworld looked away when he heard the question and he figured there was no point in playing games. "My sister will never allow us to meet, especially knowing I wish to have you as a bride. No, this was done behind her back." He confessed only to return those eyes back to her, waiting to see her reaction to what she was told.
 
When Persephone heard how lonely his life was, she felt guilty for her rash words. She couldn't take the words back. Instead, she blushed and kept her eyes low. To her surprise, he took her from the castle in a blink of an eye. The place he brought her was breathtaking, but an illusion. She felt the warmth of the sun, but she knew it was false. The flowers that grew did not have the same life or beauty of those above ground. The pale forms of children played in the fields and it tugged at her heart as she realized they were the shades of the dead.

"My sister will never allow us to meet, especially knowing I wish to have you as a bride. No, this was done behind her back." His words broke into her mind, pulling her from her sightseeing. Slowly, the words sank in and she looked into his eyes with terror. It wasn't marrying him that scared her so much. In order to marry any god, she knew they would be related. Even Apollo, her mother's choice, was her half-brother. And, as she always knew, her mother and father were brother and sister. The gods liked to keep their marriage lines pure.

No, the thought of living without the sun scared her. She would wither here, so far underground. A plant couldn't live off love alone, and she was far more complex then a plant. She didn't know her uncle well enough to love him, but she would be willing to learn if she could live in the sun.

Slowly, she shook her head. "I don't...I don't know if I can..." she said, struggling for the right words.
 
The sight of the blush taking over his nieces cheeks were surely a sight to be hold. It was enough that Hades might even aim to see such an appearance more often. However from her reaction and the look on her face, it must have hidden her hard. The words he spoke were the truth and there was little he could do about it to change them. The question also was whether or not he actually desired to do such a thing. At first he thought it was just her beauty or the fact he was turned down by nearly everyone else that brought him to seek her out.

Now that he had a chance to talk to her and see her beauty wasn't just on the outer shell, but within as well. Hades knew he made the right decision and almost felt bad for her about that. He did well to keep his anger and distaste of those words from showing on his face. He tried to remain calm and collected. "You haven't even tried or gave it much thought." He began. "I can treat you better than any other god, give you riches beyond your wildest dreams. And never would you have to worry about who I am with. If it I'm not with you, then I'm working." He explained, but he already doubted that she would believe him or take that as the final proof.

Hades step towards her while drawing her hand into his and bringing it to his mouth. "Two days. Stay with me for two days and decide after that." He asked while placing a kiss to her hand. He wanted her to feel as though she had a choice in the matter, but sadly she didn't know that she still wouldn't be leaving.
 
Persephone nodded, finding it hard to breath when Hades kissed her hand. She had always thought that her mysterious uncle would be devoid of emotion, not sensual. She was also aware that she couldn't talk him out of marriage. She had seen it several times when the men of Olympus got a girl in their sights. Nothing, not even the wrath of the wife, could sway them away.

She swallowed. Two days didn't sound so bad. Maybe she could find a way to love this place. Her future didn't look very bright. Live under her mother's thumb or with a god who wouldn't respect her.

Or, stay here and never see the sun again.

"I guess I can stay for two days," she said slowly. "What harm would it do?" She looked back out in the false sun. If worse came to worse, she could always come back here.
 
It was only right something like that was hidden from the rest of Olympus. How often could he get away to enjoy the company of his family? How many times was he able to be as close as he was now to a member of the opposite sex? Not as often as he would have liked and he only hoped something like this continued. "Want me to have a chamber made for you or do you wish to sleep within mine?" He asked her once she agreed to stay for the two nights. Even though he gave her his room, he would have to made room in his day to allow himself to sleep in the same bed with her.

If only she told Hades of her problem and the reason she didn't really want to remain down here with him. He could easily fix her problems and take the burden from her heart. He was of course one of the elder gods, there was little he couldn't do and that much was true. "At least you get to get away from your controlling mother." He said with a smile finding its way on his features since he was deeply glad she had decided to stay. Now he just had to convince her to marry him within the next two days. He knew that was no time at all to their kind which meant he'd have to think quickly.

That wasn't the only problem though. He had to somehow managed to make sure his sister didn't discover what had been done. Even if she did, it mattered not. Only his brothers ever dared to enter this place without his permission. So he doubted he'd see her trying to force her way into his realm regardless of what he had.
 
She smiled, brushing back her wheat-gold hair. "I don't want to be any trouble," she said. "If you already had a room made up for me, I'll take that." She looked down, playing with her belt. "I am deeply honored by your offer. I have no doubt you'd be a faithful husband. I am sorry for my harsh words earlier. I always thought you remained single by choice. I didn't know that you were looking for a wife."

Without thinking, she leaned up and gave him a kiss on the cheek. "Thank you for thinking about me," she said. "No one's ever asked me what I wanted before." She didn't move back right away, caught by the scent of him. Where Zeus was airy and Poseidon smelt of the sea, Hades was the fresh earth and something dark. It filled her like the sun.
 
Those dark eyes of his locked onto hers. "It's okay. I understand your view and hold nothing against you." Hades said as he rose his hand merely to comb his fingers through her hair golden locks. They were both so different yet that didn't bother him whatsoever. Her skin was bright and alive, his was pale looking. She had long gorgeous hair while his was black and hung to his shoulders. He was far from jealous, it only made him want her more.

Hades lowered himself down closer to her, to allow her to place that kiss on his cheek while he returned one to hers. "It seems now I am cursed. Even if you turn me down, I don't think I could ever stop thinking of you." He told her with a smile on his face only to hear about where she wished to stay. Truthfully he was unsure about that but decided he knew just what he would do for her. "I will make sure your room looks all as you hope it to. Think of it as a promise yet to come." He told with a confident smile on his face.

"Sadly, I had cleared my entire day to spend with you. Shall we relax and maybe enjoy something to eat?" Hades asked her with a raised brow. "Name it and its yours." He informed her.
 
Her eyes fluttered close when he kissed her cheek. It seemed to be the curse of the gods, to want to be mated with one of their own kind. She felt trapped, as surely as he claimed to be. When he asked what she wanted, she opened her eyes and gazed at the man who wanted to be her adoring husband.

"I am hungry," she said. "Something to eat would be wonderful." Looking around the bright meadow with its fake flowers and ghostly children, she added, "Where do you feel is the most beautiful place in all your land? I'd like to see it."

Turning back to him, she smiled, breathing in his scent. She felt like she had been sleeping before and now, she was finally awake. After two days, she would have to speak to her mother, but she would love to see Hades again.
 
Hades watched her closely. Taking note how she seemed to be drawn to him yet at the same time doing her best to remain strong. It was clear they both desired one another, but something was trying to keep them from fulfilling their passions. Hearing her request, he gave a nod of his head before a large table bed appeared beside them. On it was a tray of bread, cheese, and fruits. "Please." He said as he held her hand to help her onto the soft material.

Soon soft music began to but not enough to overpower to the point they couldn't talk. Just some light background music. Hades wanted to make sure they could converse and didn't need that deep, almost dark, smooth voice of his to be overshadowed. "Any meats you prefer?" He asked to make sure he had everything she would want until he heard the question asked of her. "Normally this is the most beautiful place." That was true, but not what he found to be most beautiful. He was sure what he found to fall into that area she wouldn't like.

"Surely you don't think I could think of such a place with you in my presence?" Hades asked with a raised brow as he plucked a grape from its vine to hold it out for her. "If you wish to stay here with me, there will be no place more gorgeous than your room. I promise you that much." He confessed to her. The room was already in the mist of being put together and wouldn't even take the whole of their meal to be done.
 
The table was beautifully set, as dark as Olympus was golden. The food looked and smelled just as wonderful as any feast she had ever attended. There was more food there then she could ever hope to eat.

Taking the grape from him, she smiled. "This is more then enough," she said, popping the grape in her mouth. A part of her, the second she ate it, regretted it. An elder god did not just call a fertility goddess down just so she could do something as mundane as eat a grape like a mortal. She should have wrapped her lips around his fingers or something.

"Beauty is in the eye of the beholder," she said. "My room, I'm sure, will be gorgeous for my stay here." Taking a chance, she took a grape of her own and held it out to him. "These are really good."
 
Hades had thought it strange when she took the grape from his hand, but he didn't think too much from it. She may have been uncomfortable with eating from his fingers and he surely wasn't using it as a means to produce anything sexual from her. He sat beside her on the black bed with a smile drawn to his face at what she said. "Good." He said since he was happy to see a smile on her face. It was something that suited her very well. Hearing what she said he would smirk with a raised brow. "A line for mortals my dear. I know my sister doesn't keep you around them that often?" He asked with a bit of concern.

Hades didn't mind them that much, but he seen enough to loss interest in the lot. "We decide what is beauty and what is not. We decide what is and what is not. So when I tell you your beauty surpasses that of Olympus, it simply is." He said as he watched her hold a grape out for him to eat. A smirk came to his lips at the sight of it but he decided to do what she did not. He leans down towards her hand only to allow his long forked tongue to slide out and coil around the piece of fruit. His lips never touched her hand and his tongue merely brushed against her skin.

Hades drew the grape into his mouth to happily chew it as he reached to the plate to grab himself a strawberry. This he held ready to eat once he finished what was in his mouth. He wouldn't mind giving it to her, but he knew if she took it from his fingers she could cause an reach he wasn't sure if either was ready for. This was the woman he wished to be his bride, not some piece of trash he was seeking to bed as quickly as possible.
 
She felt her heart stop as he took the grape from her. Part of her had wanted him to use his lips, while the safe part of her had wished he used his fingers. She was still a young goddess, innocent and virginal. The feel of his tongue against her skin, the heat of his breath on her skin. It was the most erotic thing she had ever been through. It brought hazy images of things she had heard other goddesses talking about with their mates. She never really understood what they were talking about, but now she wished she did.

To take her mind off the sudden daydream of what he could do with that tongue, she said, "If you don't mind my prying, why would you choose me as your wife? We've never met. I know Mother has always made sure I never caught glimpse of you, and she would lock me in my room if I were on Olympus during your rare visits."
 
Hades pulled the piece of the achiton that was draped over his shoulder to let it rest on his lap. This left his toned and perfectly chiseled upper body exposed and covered any reaction being this close to her could cause. She had this beauty to her that was different and rare, it was clear she was a goddess. There was something alluring about her, like he could tell she could be addictive to him if he wasn't careful. He rose the strawberry to take a bite of it but for some reason he paused in that moment. Instead he pulled it from his lips to hold it out for her to eat if she so wished.

A single brow of his lifted when Hades heard the questions he asked and it was a very good one. He decided to do something different and tell he truth, there was little reason to lie. "It was your mother's doing." He began only to add. "Because she refused to allow me to see you, I started to grow curious and want you even more." He confessed to her only to go on. "Then when I brought you here and talked with you, given a glance at who you are, realized how gorgeous you were both inside and out. There was little chance and I knew I had to have you." He truthfully told her with little concern as to whether that was a good or bad thing.

"I understand the thought of living down here isn't an enjoyable thought. But I could bring you more warmth than any sun." Hades told her with his eyes locked onto her own, letting her know he wasn't hiding anything from her.
 
Persephone smiled softly. "I have always been curious about you," she said. "You've been like a mystery my whole life. Mother would whisper about you, no one on Olympus would talk about you and the few times I got to go among the humans, it was as if you didn't exist." She curled up closer to him, wanting to feel some contact. She was often alone, so being near him was a rare treat.

She looked at the strawberry as he held it out to her. Her heart beat faster a she wondered how to proceed. Did he expect her to eat from his fingers as he had done? She wasn't sure she could be that erotic. Should she use her fingers? What if he thought she was regecting him if she did?

Taking a middle road, she took strawberry with her fingers, but kissed his fingertips and licked the few droplets of strawberry juice from them. Her tongue drew one finger into her mouth as she gently sucked. When she sat back, she gazed up into his eyes. For a moment, she wished she were Aphrodite and knew how to seduce a man. He was so handsome that she felt tongue-tied.
 
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