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Captured Bride (Chocolate x Evolution)

"Because of my job, people consider me Death itself. But that is not me. I have no hand in killing people." Hades explained to her but he was glad to know she wasn't scared of him or have any type of fear towards him in any way. He couldn't figure out why they treated him the way they did. He was among the the oldest of their kind and played an important roll in having things they were now. If it wasn't because of him and his helm, he doubted his brother could have won the battle against their parents. That was neither here nor now and he wasn't about to ruin his time with her with such thoughts.

A task that wasn't hard when Hades noticed her getting the strawberry from his hand. He wasn't insulted by the fact she wasn't using her mouth. This was the first time they meant and he doubted she would be throwing herself on him. Besides the fact he could sense her innocents and only figured how difficult this could be. That was until he felt her leaning forward to lick and suck on his finger. Something that didn't aid him in keeping his thoughts and the situation pure.

Instead it was like a grenade had been throw at his wall of resistances and self control. The achiton Hades wore began to shift a bit from the awakening taken place underneath of it. His eyes found hers once she was done and he couldn't help but smile. "My deepest apologies." The god of death said as his hand moved around her to rest on the back of her head as his face moved closer towards her. It wasn't for anything he said or done but for what he was about to do. Soon his lips had placed themselves against her to steal a passionate kiss from her.

Hades wasn't sure how much experience she had, so he made sure to take it slow and gentle. To draw her into it and allow her to keep up with what he was doing if this was her first time.
 
Persephone's eyes widened as he bent his head to hers. The touch of his lips on hers sent a shock of electricity through her body. She felt herself melting at his kiss. She didn't want the contact to end.

She moved slightly so that she could kneel and push herself close to him. One hand curled around the back of his neck as she pressed her lips firmly to his. Her other hand rested on his thigh. She could feel heat in her body, changes that she had never known before. Her nipples pressed against her chiton, the material rubbing in a way that caused her to moan low. There was a deep throbbing sensation that some inner voice told her he could satisfy.
 
Hades couldn't explain the rush and sensation and moved through his body when she returned the kiss. He felt her moving closer to him, her hand on his thigh which only sent the nearest limb pulsating. The thought alone was enough to get it excited. Gradually his tongue would find its way into her mouth, that forked extension would slide around and caress her own. The sound of the moan erupting from her was a sound no other could reproduce and never could they manage to create the same stir within him. He felt himself responding even more to her, like that sound threw fuel on the fire that he already held for her.

Hades would lean up from his side so he was sitting, only to shift onto his knees before her. His left hand came to rest on the back of her neck while his right began to move down along her chest. That chiton she wore concealed and yet hidden at the wonders that laid beneath it. Enough that he had to stop himself from going at her the moment he saw her. Now his hand would move underneath it to let that strong rough hand of his search out the mounds of flesh lay beneath. There his hand would gently began to massage and knead one of her breast within his grasp, enjoying the way it felt.

Hades reminded himself to be tender with her, he had no idea the type of experience she had. The smart thing to do would be to remove his lips from her and ask. It would give him useful information back at a drawback he wasn't interested in. He didn't want to pull his lips from hers, not for anything. Nothing short of every soul escape from his realm wouldn't be important enough to pull him away. To remove himself from those soft and delectable lips seemed like a crime and one punished by a fate worst than death.
 
She moaned when his hand found her breasts. The sudden erotic sensations took her breath away. Her kiss pressed harder on his lips, her lips parting in a sigh. She could feel the achiton twitch and moved her hand closer to the source. She arched her back, pushing her full breasts more into his hands, silently giving him permission to continue.

She carassed her tongue along his. On instinct, she tilted her head, deepening the kiss. She wanted to stay like this forever, to just tell him yes and damn never having sun. He could be her sun. He could be her water. At that moment, she was ready to surrender and trust him to be the husband he promised.

As her hand slid higher, she had a thought that maybe this was why Demeter kept her locked up all the time.
 
With the feel of her responding to every touch of him, it was more than just a sign that he could continue. Those reactions had a meaning that he couldn't put into words, but one his own body replied to. Gently he laid her down on her back with his left hand moving from the back of his neck. He freed his hand to toss the tray of food off the bed so they had free roam of the mattress. Once that was done he placed it on the bed above her, getting something to support him so he wouldn't place his full weight down onto it. He wanted her to be able to focus on the feel and pleasure his touch gave to her.

That right hand of his was glued to her flesh almost, like nothing would pull it away. He continued to massaging her breast in his hand only to pull his focus to her nipple. He gently rubbed the nub, slightly pinching it between his thumb and index finger. The last thing he wanted to do was harm her, so he made sure not to squeeze something so delicate. With a slow pace, he moved himself over her leg so he was kneeling between her own. He felt her hand moving between his own and he knew it was a matter of time before she discovered the erection she gave him.

That fat eleven inch pole couldn't wait to be introduced to her like the pulsating veins were signaling her to come closer. Through all of this he never let himself lose focus of their kiss, to allow the quality to suffer even the slightest. Her lips were delicious and he was drawn to continue i, but soon he would break it. Lifting his head to let his eyes focus onto her own. Not a single word came to his mouth at first, letting himself take in the moment for now.
 
The moment his lips left hers, she drew a shaky breath. He was, at the same time, the air she breathed and a force that robbed her of the ability to breathe. She gazed up at him, slowly realizing he had moved her. She had been so intent on the kiss and what he caused her to feel that all else had faded away.

Her hand finished its journey up, her fingers grazing his erection. Through his achiton, she slowly rubbed her hand over him, exploring every inch of his impressive length. She licked her lips as she curled her fingers around him. The merest touch made her feel so damp between her legs.

Looking into his eyes, she couldn't keep out her desire from showing. Her body writhed under him as she tried to find a way to releave the throbbing between her legs. "Please," she moaned, not sure as to what she was asking for. She just knew that he'd know what to do.
 
A wave of pleasure rushed through him when he felt her hand taking hold of that length of his. He felt his body tightening up a bit only to relax once a moan escaped him. Even though she wasn't directly touching it, the feeling was still something immeasurable. Those eyes of his opened once more to look down at her as he moved further up between her thighs to let himself press against her. He wanted more than just her hand to feel him, he wanted to be inside of her and experience the ecstasy he was sure to come. Soon he heard those words that could brought a smile to his face.

He knew what it meant and just what she was asking for. She needed the desire inside of her to be released, to put the fire out within her. A task he was more than willing to do. Reaching down he would slide his hand underneath his achiton to grab that length of his only to draw it out. For a brief second it was allowed to feel the gently breeze of the wind blowing. Then it found itself once again covered up as it went under her chiton.

That head pressed against her hidden treasure where it moved between those lips. He moved it against her concealed flesh until he found that entrance he had been longing for. He wanted to wait, to kiss along her flesh more, to make her burn with the need. That was a torture he couldn't place upon himself though and a small motion of his hips caused him to slip inside of her. He leaned up straight as he moans out, feeling his muscles tighten once more and his toes curled as he pushed himself further inside of her.
 
Persephone's eyes widened as he rubbed against her. It caused the fire to spread through her body like wildfire. She gave a small nod, telling him to go on. She couldn't voice anything, scared that if she tried all that would come out would be garbled by her lust. As he slid into her, she gasped. The sudden stretching of her muscles to accomedate him surprised her, the brief pain of him tearing through her hymen.

She slowly rocked her hips to aleviate the pain. It quickly turned to pleasure as she wound her arms around his neck. She gently pulled him back to her lips, wanting to feel his kisses again. She had only briefly seen his length, but she could feel it as it pulsed against her sensitive folds. Her breasts burned for his touch.

She pushed the sudden thought that her mother wouldn't approve. She was no longer a child. Hades had made her a woman.
 
The pleasure that surged through him from just slipping the head inside of her was indescribable. It felt like any normal man would have blown his load already since he already felt like he could. It was only the tightness of her virginal craven and the slight pain that constriction brought that helped him hold on. He felt every fiber of his being come to life and that was something rare for him and so enjoyable. He placed his other hand onto the bed, no longer needing it to hold his length. Instead his hips would continue the good fight alone, continue to push him further inside of her.

Now that her hymen was broken, one of the hard parts were over and put behind them. All that was left was allowing her tunnel time to adjust and expand a bit until he could move freely inside of her. His hands squeezed the sheets within his grasp, trying his best to control his heavy breathing and the moans that did their best to slip out. Soon he felt her arms around his neck and her pulling him down to her. There his lips happily embraced hers, giving her a heated lustful kiss that he tried to take control of. He wanted to slow it down and make it more sensual.

Hades moved his right hand from the bed to place it between them. There it would grab one of her breast, only to move and focus on teasing the nipple of hers. His hips began to move with a bit of a grind like he was trying to stir his cock around inside of her to help loosen her up.

ooc: And sorry for the long wait. I had to make lunch and wash dishes.
 
She moaned in his kiss, allowing him to keep it slow and sweet. It was a wonderful contrast to the need that welled up in her body. Every movement was pure bliss. She never knew such a feeling could exist. She had heard stories; everything from the steamy gossip from Aphrodite to dire warnings from the virgin goddesses Athena and Artemis. Nothing compared to Hades. It was like everything part of her just came alive. Even her hair seemed to radiate with pleasure.

"Oh, gods," she gasped as his hand found her breast. Her nails raked down his back as the sensations mounted. She felt like she was going to explode.
 
It became clear to him even more so than before that he had made the right decision. She should be his wife, the queen of the underworld. Everything else about her was more than enough proof to warrant her the position, but this. This did more than just sign her name on the doted line or bang the nail into the coffin. And it wasn't just how she felt inside or how her lips tasted and felt against his own. The look of complete pleasure on her face was an addictive one and the way her body responded and opened up to him. These were just other reasons that had him drawn to her even more.

The moment their lips broke, he had managed to cram her pussy packed with every inch of him. He had stuffed her full of all eleven inches of his meat. He felt how badly her body reacted to the feel of his hand on her chest. To add onto it, he thought he was being rude. He had just started groping on them without making a proper introduction. With that in mind, he pulled away from her and took his hand from under her chiton. His hand would move to rest on the bed as he lowers his face towards her face.

When he got inches from it, her chiton transformed into hundreds of black rose petals. A gentle breeze came from his lips to blow the petals from her breast before letting his tongue extend out. With the lightest of touches, that forked tongue licked across her nipple. When his face was close enough, he began to do more than just one more time. His tongue started to flicker against her nipple all the while his face moving closer to her. His hips had began to move on their own, not pulling out yet.

They merely remained where they were, grinding himself against her to move that dick around inside of her.

OOC: Sorry for the long wait.
 
Persephone started to moan his named, feeling him fill her. If this was part of marriage, sign her up. when he turned her chiton into rose petals and blew them away, she shivered in delight. His breath sent ripples of pleasure through her body. His tongue on her nipple was heaven.

"Hades," she whimpered as her body felt like it was floating. Every nerve was straining to some glorious peak. she grabbed his back more, rocking her hips to feel him more in her. She writhed under him, her body one single pulsing need.

Her breathing came in pants as she moved closer to that peak. He was so incredible. She wished she could give him the pleasure he gave her.
 
There was no point in him even wondering if she was enjoying herself. He wasn't being cocky or full of himself, he could just tell. From the swallow breaths she was taking to the tensing of her body. It was displayed by her body like a open novel, a book he was spreading opening and filling its pages. His right hand moved from the bed to grab the back of her knee, lifting her leg up as his hips began to go to work. From the moans she was making and the way she was rocking her body against him, he figured she was good and ready.

Just to be sure, he started with short and gentle thrust to allow just the beginning inches of his length to slide in and out of her. The feeling was enough to send waves of pleasure through him followed by moans that seemed to vibrate against her nipple. He had no desire to release it from his hold and to take away the attention he was giving it. Instead he let his tongue coil around the small button while he drew his face closer. He took it into his mouth, tenderly sucking upon its flesh only to gradually increase that pressure. He didn't know her threshold just yet and didn't want to cause these breast of hers any pain.

They were perfect in his opinion. They weren't too big and not too small, like they were meant for him to lick and kiss upon.
 
Persephone moaned as he moved her leg, changing just slightly the angle of penetration. It was like a whole new part of her had come alive. That barest movement opened her up to him, and she knew he was taking advantage of it. His gentle thrusts sent erotic shocks through her body and she wasn't sure how long she'd last.

"Hades," she whispered as his lips found her breast. She had thought the pleasure from his hands or tongue were mind blowing, but his lips nearly erased her ability to speak. Her hands moved to his head as she arched under him, pressing herself closer to that wonderful mouth.

Slowly, she felt him increase the pressure on her nipple. Each suck pushed her body to her climax. She clung to him, scared that if she let go she'd fall. The pleasure took her higher and higher. She was positive that she was as high as Olympus by now.

Suddenly, it was like a wave crashed through her body. She screamed his name as lights danced behind her eyes and the pleasure exploded. Her body quivered from her orgasm, her first one. All she could do was let the pleasure course through her, moaning his name.
 
Hades sought the sounds of her moans, the increased volume of her screams. They encouraged and coax every stroke of his dick into her and caused him to continue to suck upon her nipple. The feel of it in his mouth and the way her body arched as if she was begging for him to take more of it. He captured her nipple between his teeth where he squeezed it a bit, not biting down hard on it since he didn't want to hurt them. He didn't want to cause her pain to where he wasn't allowed to do this more often. As he held it between his teeth, his tongue would assault it on the inside of his mouth.

Flickering up and down against it with little thought or concern to the fact she could be cumming from the sudden shakes of her body. That hand of his kept her leg up and in the position as his hips continued to thrust into her. The strokes becoming faster and longing, until the full length of his manhood was moving in and out of her. The pleasure wasn't just building, it seemed like it was collecting together at a rate he wasn't use to. He knew it wouldn't take long before he lost it but as that thought moved through his mind, it was all over. Large thick ropes of his seed erupted from that dick and into her pussy, filling her already crammed pussy with his cum.

The sensation caused his body to tighten, his head was pulled from her nipple and thrown back from the strength of it. His hips jerking forward like it was throwing out each glob of cum while his grunts acted like warning signs. Signaling each shot into her.
 
Persephone moaned as she felt him erupt hot inside her. As her orgasm subsided, she lay there bonelessly. Softly, she stroked his face and back.

"By the gods," she breahed. "That was amazing." Her body tingled, almost begging for that to happen again. She wanted to curl around him, stay with him. She closed her eyes, breathing in his scent. It was revitalizing and adicting. She could stay like this forever.

"When I go home," she promised, "I'll beg Father to bless our union." She decided she could live without sunlight. She couldn't live without him.
 
Hades stood there upon his knees, his right hand holding her leg up still and his other hand resting on the other. He could feel the lingering effects of his orgasm fading him, but this felt different. It was more powerful than normal and he even think he came more than usual which was off. Could it had been his niece that caused such a strong reaction and in fact he believed so. He felt his muscles relaxing, returning control to himself which allow him to place her leg back down. Hearing her words caused a smile to form upon those dark features as he placed his gaze onto her.

"It was heavenly." He told her with a smile before lowering himself back down towards her to place his lips against hers and take a small kiss from her lips. Figuring her pussy needed a rest, he slid himself out of her only to lay down on his back next to her. Resting in the black rose petals that use to be her dress. The fact he was a god meant his body didn't tire out, so he lacked sweat as normal mortals. He could care less about that as he laid there when he heard what she said. "So you wish to be my wife?" He asked as he turned his head to look at her, pleased to know she was willing to stay with him.

He found himself wondering how his brother would feel about this, but seeing all that Zeus had done it shouldn't be a problem. There was no better god in olympus that matched the gifts of the three of them. So he couldn't see being denied so a lesser god could have her. His sister was the only thing that stood within his path and he wondered if that was because he never tried to get with her.
 
She nodded, rolling over to place her head on his chest. She played with the material of his achiton lazily. Though she was the product of two gods, she wasn't a major god. Sadly, the half-gods like Apollo were more powerful then she. Persephone was only teh goddess of new spring, not someone that people really thought about.

She smiled. "I believe that Father can convince Mother to allow the marriage," she said. "If he tries to refuse, I'll just start to cry. It's his only weakness."

She curled around his body, listening to his heart. "it migh take a little while, but I am sure I can get him to agree with me. And Mother will have to agree if he tells her to."
 
Hades looked towards her when he saw her rolling towards him to rest her head on his chest. He slid his arm around her to hold her close to him. This he would happily savor until he couldn't have it anymore but hoped to the core of him that never happened. It wasn't until her hand started messing with his achiton did he remember he had it on. It had completely slipped his mind from their recent activity and smiles a that fact. "Should I remove it?" He asked with a raised brow and playful look on his face though he doubted she'd want that.

"Seeing that we are talking about my brother and sister, I don't know." He told her which was the truth. Their kind seemed to change their mind a lot and fight over the most trivial matter that it was sad. To think they were superior to mortals and fought over the smallest things. Maybe that was why. Because their lives were so long and so were their days that they grew bored quickly. Even still it made no sense to him and only strengthen his reasons for why he remained here instead of there.

"But I believe Zeus will be okay with this. Your mother has had it in for me for centuries." He told her while his hand began to caress her back with long and tender strokes of his hand.
 
Persephone licked her lips when he said he could take off his achiton. "I'd like you to take it off. Let me see my future husband," she said and smiled. "I think it's only fair since you've seen me naked." She kissed his chest, moving her mouth over any bare inch she could find.

She wasn't worried about her parents. She was positive she could convince her father and he would never go back on his word to her. Her mother, well she would be difficult, but Persephone had years of dealing with her. In fact, she didn't want to deal with her mother right now. She only wanted to concentrat on Hades.

She slowly moved down his chest, kissing his skin. She stopped when she reached the achiton, looking up to him. She let him know that she wouldn't continue unless he stripped.
 
Hades looked at her when she had agreed to him removing it which made him release a hearty laugh. "You continue to surprise me." He told her with a smile on his face as he lifted his head so he could watch her, that was until he felt her lips on his chest. "Then again, if you're this talented I can see why my brother can't tell you no." He said with another laugh as he rests his head back and enjoys the feel of her lips against his flesh. She had free roam over his form with only one place those lips of hers couldn't go, but he doubted they would venture there. He closed his eyes with his hand resting on her back as she continued down his form.

He felt her come to a stop which peaked his curiosity and he lifted his head to see her stop before his achiton. He shook his head as he places his head back down against the bed only to have the robe turn into black rose petals like he had done hers. "Happy?" He asked her while letting his eyes focus on the sky above them. He was still hard since it seemed it wouldn't go down as long as she was near him. Something he didn't see as a bad thing. He had to lift his head up now since he wondered what she was going to do down there and wanted to see if she could handle it all.
 
Suddenly unsure of herself, Persephone tried to cover her hesitation with more kisses. She had been teasing him, yes, but she had no idea what she was doing. It was just instinct. And now, she felt and saw his impressive manhood. She couldn't believe that had been in her body.

Fascinated, she scooted down his body. With innocent hands, she gently ran a finger up his length. The feel was so unique. Velvety soft skin but hard muscle underneath. She couldn't stop touching him as she started to get bolder. Curious, she licked the tip and gave a low moan. He tasted good and he felt so right against her tongue.

Looking at him to make sure she wasn't doing anything wrong, she started to lick and run her hands over him. She wanted to be everything to him, but she was still unsure of what to do.
 
Hades felt this was something he had to see, to witness with his own eyes instead of just feeling it. The sensation was beyond amazing though. Just the feel of her lips against his abs and pelvic was enough to cause his eyes to drift close. Strong enough to cause a low moan to escape his mouth as he thought and hoped for more. He lifted his head up and supported himself on his elbows, watching as she prolonged the torture by kissing around him before that soft hand touched him. A surge of pleasure seemed to wash through him causing him to moan yet again.

"You sure you aren't the goddess of pleasure?" He teased before sitting up more and now with pillows holding him up so he could watch her and relax as she enjoyed him. His legs moved apart more to allow her as much access to him as she craved. Another wave of pleasure went through him when he felt her tongue, not hindered by the fact that both their juices currently stained his dick. Soon more followed and each caused him to lay his head back and moan at the sensations she was providing for him. "By the gods, you are my favorite niece." He said with a bit of a laugh that was cut short by another moan. He brought his eyes back to her to see her looking to him as if seeking his approval.

"To your hearts content. If you are to be my wife, then it is yours to do with." He told her and hoping encouraged her to do as she saw fit. He trusted her enough to know or at least hope she wouldn't damage him.
 
"I am a fertility goddess," she said, licking his penis. "Some say they are one in the same."

She closed her eyes, enjoying the taste of him on her tongue. She could taste herself but thought it added to the experience. She knew he loved her, and that made it all the better. She sucked and licked his penis, moaning low at the sensual feel of him in her mouth.

Her hands slowly pumped ups his penis, the feel of his skin sending shivers through her body. She couldn't stop touching or tasting him. She had her mother's possessiveness and he was hers.
 
That much was true and he would gladly agree with however made that statement. The way she could work her mouth and body was surely a sign that this wasn't foreign land to her. This may have been her first time, but somewhere in the back of her mind laid the skills that she was using. "By all means, feast as you see fit." He told her as he lays his head back and closes his eyes to allow himself to be absorbed into the moment. He didn't want his body to miss the smallest or faintest stroke of her tongue or touch of her lips. He could feel those veins pulsating against her like they were trying to encourage her to continue until they were satisfied.

Moans slipped from him here and there proving she was doing enough to give his pleasure a voice. The Fates were something to marvel at. He had been denied offer after offer to take a goddess as his bride only to finally find one. She may not have been the one to come to mind when he first sought a wife. Mostly because she wasn't born yet at the time. But she clearly was the best. "You are the best, I swear to the gods." He wondered if what she was doing was helping. All he could think about now was fucking her again. Placing her face in the mattress of the bed and having his way with her like they were animals. At the same time he wanted to caress and kiss on her body. To worship it like the goddess she deserved.
 
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