Shameless smut 3/3 [Hades/Persephone, nsfw] (Patreon)

Heyy, this is the last chapter of whatever ive been doing lol. I am kissing Ali directly on the mouth for helping me edit this chapter.

Kinks and tw's: Daddy Kink, Praise, Teasing, Blowjob, Outdoorish sex, Gender/Sex Fluidity, frotting, longing :(

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It was almost Spring and Hades was feeling it.

Excluding his usual exhausted state of mind from the typical duties of his job, he and everyone else found their workload doubled by the deaths from the passing winter season (thanks Demeter). But on top of that, there was Persephone. She had been wanting to be, in her words (NOT his), “his cute little goth cock sock~”. Why did she have to PHRASE it that way? Yes, he did like it when she sat on him while they simply enjoyed each other's company (or while he was deep in paperwork...), and he did like it when she idly touched him in more than innocent ways from time to time.

But he felt like he was going to go insane.

She'd get like this during the early days of Spring; being overly handsy and touchy, always rubbing up against him, being more bold on asking him for sex outright, and wearing his shirts more because she (again, in HER WORDS) “Likes smelling like him…”. Hades really having no idea if this was something fertility gods did or not, maybe it was just Persephone? He didn't have any actual reference on this, he'd have to ask Dionysus about it.

Gods, he doesn’t want to ask that question, it’s so embarrassing.

All he wanted to do was fuck his wife until she left for the spring, even getting to the point of being almost as bold as fucking her in public. Just the thought of the underworld knowing how Lord Hades properly fucked Queen Persephone would make Demeter much angrier towards him...

It made him ashamed in ways that ached.

Gods, he truly was a horn dog just like his brothers, wasn't he??

With how private he and Persephone were with their sex life, it made HIS specific kinks feel more… forbidden? Scandalous?? He knew he was the more old-fashioned of his brothers; How did he know that? Not of his own will, he'd tell you that much.

He just felt shameful, embarrassed, and too aroused to think.

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Hades’ usual calm composure had become an uncomfortable, blushing mess. He was unable to work, but he didn’t want to stop working while he was almost done with the current stack. But…

He was throbbing.

He was wet.

He would usually take a bathroom break and jack off, but with Persephone having some weird effect on him as of late, it made him uncomfortably horny a little more than he’d like to be. But he didn’t want people to notice, he wasn't in the mood to tell people why he was leaving nearly every hour for a bathroom break with an awkward shuffle in his step. So he settled with having the best option to continue working, not walk awkwardly, and not make people question him; having a vagina.

And as usual, Persephone noticed.

And Hades let her.

On some days, she would simply walk by him, and her idle (too idle) hands would find their way to his ass and down around to his crotch to essentially feel him up. That usually ended up with them fingering each other.

On other days, she would make her way under his desk to be between his legs. This wasn’t that unusual for them to have under desk blowjobs, or him getting eaten out (it was a nice break in Hades’ mind). But what made it hard for him was that she didn’t only use her mouth on him, cock and pussy be damned, she would always use one of Dionysus’ many, many toys on Hades and he loved it. It was difficult, and incredibly awkward if anyone had to talk to him for an extended period of time while Persephone (who was sometimes under the desk, or beside him) played with the settings for whatever toy that was inside him. At least they were silent.

And recently; Persephone had teased him by idly squeezing his ass when they were in public, and moving herself up close to give him innocent kisses, only to have her hand secretly tug on the nipple he had pierced between them.

And he let her do it far too much for it to be okay (in his opinion).

When they were alone with little free time, Hades would let Persephone press her body against him from behind so he could feel how aroused she was for him. She would (IN HER WORDS), ask Hades if she could, “fuck daddy’s thighs” and without him replying, she would tug his pants down enough for her to slide her cock between his thighs and frot against him until they both came.

It was so much. It was so hot.

He felt so dirty enjoying such things.

And he wanted more.

This time, Hades decided to be the one to initiate the sex.

He gave himself the rest of the day off and caught Persephone bathing in their private garden's bath. She was humming a song with her back turned to him. He had to stop for a second to take in the sight of his wife, how the light of the miniature sun seemed to glow off her wet skin while the reflection of the water shimmered around her as if she were the source of the light.

Gods. She was so beautiful.

He removed his clothes with a wave of his hand and slowly dipped himself into the bath, making sure he didn't disrupt the water too much, and pressed himself against Persephone’s back, held her from behind, and kissed the back of her head.

Persephone leaned back against him with a sigh.

“Why hello~” Persephone’s voice was a singsong tone that made flowers bloom and birds sing with her.

And it made him crazy for her, it was like a nymphs song. Damn fertility goddess nonsense.

Hades smiled down at her, his hands finding their way to her breasts and squeezing them together as one hand pinched at her own pierced nipple, making her gasp.

So glad they decided to match, best anniversary date ever.

“Per-se-pho-ne,” he spoke in his own singsong voice while he turned her more towards him. “Do you remember when you said you would fill me up like a pastry?”

Persephone bit her lip and flushed a deep red at Hades's words.

She totally forgot she said that.

It wasn’t really her fault, the winter season always made her incredibly lethargic, so she was usually found under the heavy sheets on her and Hades’ shared bed and sleeping the days away. The only thoughts she had on her mind were cuddling, eating, and sleeping.

She fidgeted against him, her hands covering her crotch in a vain attempt to hide her growing arousal. “A-Ah, How could I forget?”

“Yeah, how could you forget.” Hades turned Persephone around, moved her over to sit at the edge of the pool and made her lean back. He made her uncover her crotch, revealing her growing erection that was already dripping for him. Hades couldn’t help but smirk at how shy she was sometimes, it was too cute.

Leaning down, swiped his tongue across the head of her cock.

Persephone gasped, her legs spreading more for Hades as she laid her head back in the grass. With a pleasured moan, she felt his mouth press soft kisses against her cock. Her hips arched towards Hades, his mouth wrapped around her cock and he slowly started bobbing his head down. She moaned out for him, and a hand reached down to grab his hair; in quick, uneven jerky thrusts she started fucking Hades' mouth. He allowed her without hesitation, relaxing his jaw and closing his eyes with a moan until she was hitting the back of his throat.

It was so unfair; she already felt close to coming and Hades hardly did anything to her, stupid sexy Hades. But it wasn't her fault either. Getting aroused during the seasons changing always made her so much more sensitive to little things than she should have been.

Persephone’s head was spinning as her movements slowed to short thrusts until stilling, keeping Hades pressed down against her as she came down his throat with a relieved moan. Hades swallowed her cum without a second thought, keeping his head lowered until she finished, lightly suckling around her.

Persephone quivered and gently tugged up on Hades’ hair, her cock releasing from his mouth with a satisfied pop. He smirked and licked the head of her cock, making her whine at that sultry look. Stupid sexy Hades.

“D-Did you really swallow all of that?”

Hades shrugged and moved himself out from the water to loom over her, the cool water dripping down on her.

“Don’t want a big mess is all.” He guided one of her hands between his legs, letting her feel how wet he was for her. Persephone’s hand slid along Hades’ pussy lips, her index and middle finger gently squeezing his clit. Hades moaned and rolled his hips against her hand and leaned down to gently kiss her.

Persephone tasted herself as their tongues slid together, moaning out for him in the kiss. She was about to slide fingers inside him but he pulled his hips back, breaking the kiss, earning a confused sound from her.

Hades’ cheeks were red from his blush, eyes half lidded from arousal.  He breathed in, and slowly breathed out as he attempted to keep on a brave face as he spoke.

“H-How badly do you want to fill daddy’s pussy up?”

Persephone's cock twitched, her blush now mirrored Hades'. Lips pressing into a thin line as her thoughts swam over Hades’ words. She looked away as he lowered his hips to tease her now dripping dick.

He rolled against her. “Per-se-pho-ne~”

She made an audible gasp, covering her face out of total embarrassment. She couldn't believe he was using her own teasing tone against her, so unfair!

Persephone arched her hips towards him and she heard him chuckle, using his own body weight to keep her down as he continued to tease her.

She cursed under her breath and removed her hands from her face to grab onto his hips and ass.

“Haaades come ooon!” She rutted up against him. “I wanna cum–” Her cock slid against his labia, nearly slipping in him from how wet her husband was. “I wanna f-fill up daddys

pussyyywithmycumsoobadlypleaaase!”

“Gods…” Hades groaned.

He flipped their positions around, Persephone now on her feet in the pool, looking down at Hades. She stammered, her words lost in her new position as she couldn’t not stare down at her husband. Her pretty, pretty husband. She turned her gaze from him, fearing she would stare for too long at every little, beautiful, perfect detail.

Persephone felt warmth around her dick as she saw her husband's hand grasp at her cock, slowly guiding it into his slit. She moaned, her hips moved forward while she watched him take all of her with ease. She grabbed onto one of Hades legs and leaned her head against it with a sigh.

Persephone idly rolled her hips against him, her hand pressing down against his pelvic area and using her thumb to press against his clit. She felt Hades clench around her and roll his hips, making her cock twitch. She moaned low for him, fluttering her eyes almost shut.

“You’re so tight around me…” She rolled her thumb on his clit and did two small thrusts in beat to her words.

“Da-ddy~”

His breath faltered, Persephone's tone made him look away as he sucked in a frustrated moan.

God fucking DAMNIT, HE DID NOT WANT BE THIS TURNED ON BY THAT BUT HE WAS!

Hades' head spun, words spiraling in his head as he tried to find what he wanted to say. He sucked in another moan, looking up at Persephone.

“M-Make sure… you keep your promise…”

Flowers bloomed on Persephone’s head while she watched Hades grab his legs, spreading them for her.

“...And fill daddy up like a pastry~.”

Persephone bit her bottom lip, a starved whine escaping her. She grabbed his hips and pulled back, her cock nearly sliding out of him, leaving him empty before filling him back up with a hard snap of her hips. He arced head back, his unfiltered– no, their unfiltered moans were loud as Persephone fucked him.

Hades babbled, uncaring if he was heard by anyone who wasn’t Persephone, he just wanted his wife to fuck him stupid. “Per-Persephone– ffuckdaddyharder–!”

Persephone huffed and gave him a nod. “A-ah, I’ll try…”

She leaned forward, attempting to angle herself down to thrust harder into her husband, but she was too distracted. Hades’ usually styled hair was disheveled and his cheeks were a shade of red that went back to his ears. He noticed her looking at him and gave her an embarrassed smile. It was a sight she knew no one but her had seen, and it made her so happy.

Persephone leaned on Hades thighs, their movements slowed as Persephone found a consistent and slow rhythm as she gently fucked Hades. They simply stared at each other, exchanging small whispers of praise to each other as if they were too forbidden for them to say any time other than now, riling each other up with each tentative step of their little kink.

“Am I doing good, daddy~?”

“You sure are, I can feel you right here~.”

“Can you suck my dick some more, later?”

“Only if you behave~.”

Hades pulled her down for a gentle kiss. The simple gesture made Persephone throb, whimpering to him.

“Can I kiss you again?”

“You can kiss daddy as much as you want…”

Their little make-out session was bliss for Persephone. The feeling of her husband squeezing around her, his hands caressing her cheeks, how he moaned her name... Fuck, it was too much.

“H-Hades?”

“Mmm?”

“Can I cum?”

Hades clenched around her and guided Persephone’s hand to hold onto his thighs. Persephone blinked, watching Hades lean back and move his hand down between his legs to tease at his sex.

“Fill me up, Persephone…”

Her head lolled down, giving him one, two, three more thrusts before spilling deep in him. Persephone’s high moans echoed in Hades’ mind as he let out a pleased sigh, his legs flexing as he quietly came around her cock.

They sat there for who knows how long, breathless, sweaty, and sticky, but so so satisfied.

Hades lightly tapped Persephone’s shoulder, signaling her to lift herself and slide out of Hades with a sigh. She flopped onto her back next to him with a happy sigh, looking over at him with her usual goofy smile. “Hey, honey?”

Hades lazily turned his head towards her. “Hmm?”

“Did I behave?”

He lightly nudged at her side with a chuckle.

“Yes, you did, but I'm not in the mood to move yet…”

Persephone giggled, turning onto her side.

“Theeen… can I fuck your face?”

Hades blinked, looked back up towards the sky, then gave her a single nod and a smirk.

“I suppose you can.”

It took them another hour to properly bathe.

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They left the underworld two hours early.

Somehow, Hades knew that Persephone would try to squeeze in one last quickie before she was dropped off at Demeter's. She wanted to (In. Her. Words.), “be properly fertilized for the spring.” He made sure he had the umbrella up, the last thing he needed was Helios casually snitching on them to Demeter.

It took them an hour to finally sail upstream.

Persephone held onto Hades’ hand the entire boat ride back to Demeter and Hestia’s place. She was sitting down in a chair next to him, leaning on his arm while she gazed out towards the direction of the underworld. No matter how long they’d done this, it always felt melancholic when Persephone left for half the year.

But, at least they were back on schedule, no thanks to some frozen waters that made them slow down more than anticipated.

“...Maybe we can make an excuse for you to stay for the night? Maybe… the boat needs to recharge its batteries?”

“Demeter would tell me to row back without question…”  Hades’ tone was flat, nearly lifeless, as he gazed forward.

Persephone frowned at that and squeezed his hand. He returned the gesture.

“Have you already given up on excuse ideas?”

Hades let out a hollow chuckle. “No, I haven’t, I just know Demeter would figure out any way around any of our excuses to keep me from staying any longer than five minutes…”

Persephone sighed. He wasn’t wrong, she just wished her mother would finally let her come and go as she pleased without directly affecting the weather.

She glanced over to the basket and gift boxes from Hecate, Hypnos and Thanatos.

Twice a year, Persephone had the responsibility of exchanging gifts to and from her mother's home and the underworld. Hecate requested a list of herbs, Hypnos wanted wool and lavender, and Thanatos had asked Hestia to repair his cloak and hood. Why he wouldn't pick it up himself was beyond Persephone.

She gazed down at the small box in her hand. It was plain black with a green ribbon tied around it with a bow on top.

“Can I open it now?”

Hades lightly pressed his thumb on the top of her hand, rubbing small circles. “I want you to open it when you’re alone at home.”

Persephone grunted at that. “Care to explain why?”

“It's a gift for your eyes only, and I would rather Demeter not know about it, for both our sakes.”

Persephone huffs, stuffing the package in her front pocket on her apron.

“Mother continues to ruin my life…”

Hades made a sound of agreement.

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Demeter was waiting out by the riverbank, arms crossed as Hades and Persephone sailed to a stop. Hades turned the boat off and turned to face the threatening woman.

“Hello Demeter-”

“You’re five minutes late.”

Hades inwardly cringed at Demeter's accusatory tone. “We did leave early, but some of the waters were still a little frozen and–”

Demeter immediately cut him off from his excuse. “Liar, I made sure the cold weather was gone by the time Persephone got here. Give me the real excuse why you’re late.”

“We– “ Hades felt his face grow red with frustration. “We sent you a message when we left, same to Hestia–”

“Oh, I got that message, but that does not explain why you’re five minutes late when you left over four hours ago, on a trip that usually takes TWO hours—”

“Truly, Demeter, we had to go slower with the ice still being mostly solid–”

As they spoke(argued), Persephone stood up, her annoyed look at her mother very apparent.

“Mother, there was still ice on parts of the river and we didn’t want to ruin Charon's boat, happy now?!”

It was true, there was still some ice on the water, but the last thing Persephone wanted her mother to do was make her husband say the full truth.

Demeter’s whole expression changed the moment she saw her daughter. “Honey, if the water was still frozen, why didn’t you tell me?”

Persephone’s grip on Hades' hand tightened, and she tried to keep her voice tonally flat (or as sweet as possible) while speaking. “Because Hades can’t multitask and drive–”

“But YOU could’ve messaged me! You’re relying on him too much–” Demeter interrupted.

“--AND mother, I didn’t want to distract his driving either!” She groaned and grabbed the goodie basket, making her way down off the boat. Hades grabbed a few gifts as well, all while they both still held each other's hands. Demeter’s expression darkened at Hades again, who glared back at her in annoyance.

Persephone knew Demeter hated it when she and Hades had any form of physical contact.

Demeter crossed her arms as they both got off the boat, Hestia now walking out of the little home with a basket of her own. Persephone and Hades lit up at the sight of Hestia and both gave her a hug. The moment Persephone pulled away from Hestia's hug, Demeter yanked her into a hug. Persephone (weakly) returned the hug and even added in a few pats on the back, feeling smothered.

Hestia sat her basket down and brushed some hair from Hades face. “It’s nice seeing you as always, Hades. Thank you for bringing Persephone back again.” She gave him her usual warm smile, then glanced at Demeter and her smile faltered.

Hades gave her a silent nod with a sigh. “It’s… no problem.” He grabbed Hestia's basket and gave her a smile. “Thanks for the gifts, as always.”

Hestia chuckled and lightly punched his arm. “You know I’m always happy providing! Also, please tell Thanatos to practice his sewing, I can’t continue hemming his cloak every time it gets snagged on whatever rock he’s floating over, maybe convince Nyx to teach him?

“I’ll do my best,” Hades glanced at Demeter , whose glare returned immediately. He gave her a forced smile.  “...I’ll see you three during harvest.”

As Hades began his walk back to the boat, Persephone (finally) got out of her mothers grasp and ran over to Hades and nearly tackled him in a hug. Hades turned himself around to give Persephone a full hug, her rewarding him with a hard kiss on the mouth.

“I’ll miss you…” Persephone murmured low only for him to hear. Hades kissed her cheek and forehead, looking down at her with a sad smile. “I’ll miss you too.”

He backed off from the hug, Persephone holding onto what she could of him until he was out of arm's reach. She felt her eyes fill up with tears as he silently climbed onto the boat, turned it around, and sailed off back towards their home.

Demeter gave Persephone’s shoulder a strong pat. “Now honey, there’s no need to waste tears on him! Come on, let’s get everything inside and I’ll make us dinner.” She forcefully turned Persephone away from the river and walked them back to the house. It took all of Persephone's will to not run away from her mother out of rage.

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Once Persephone entered her room, she closed the door with a sigh. She walked over to her bed, grabbed a pillow and let out a muffled, frustrated cry. She would waste as many tears on Hades as she pleased! Fuck what her mother said!

She hiccuped into her pillow, holding onto it close as she sobbed into it. She felt a sharp poke on her side, surprising her out of her pillow crying. Tossing the pillow aside, Persephone reached into her apron pocket and took out the small package Hades gave her. She completely forgot about it.

Remembering what he told her, she quietly went around to close her windows, and made sure her door was locked. She sat on her bed, hands being careful, she delicately opened her package. Persephone blinked.

It… was the little toy her and Hades tried months ago. Except it was blue.

Persephone blushed, smiled, and wiped at her eyes. Damn, no wonder Hades insisted she open it when she was alone. As she lifted the toy, a small note was left inside under it by Hades. She opened the small parchment.

Dearest Persephone,

I had Dionysus make this for you. I had him make a green one for me too.

Love you,
Your Husband,
Hades.

She needs to thank Dionysus later.

After trying out the gift while thinking of her husband.