consequences should we produce a spawn...?❜

He perches on his throne, robust frame slacked against the back of the decorated seat.

Hand pats his knee to suggest she sit with him. ❛I believe we're centuries overdue for this dialogue. Let's have it.❜

A sigh rolling heavily past thin taught tiers. ❛Would you be prepared for Olympian →

He’s here. Unaware of the thoughts in her pretty little head.

❛Are you feverish, love? Your face is red.❜

——— 『 @underworld-queen.bsky.social 』

𝘑𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘨𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘢𝘵 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨.

That sentiment takes his breath away. While Hades has drawn the short straw in what domain he rules, he's won in this immortal frame of life.

❛O'how intoxicating your love is.❜ A boyish smile across his masculine features. His hand nestles in her red locks, fingers gently brushing through.

When it comes to war of affection, he nearly always succumbs to her adorable feminine wiles.

❛And yet you always come back to me...❜ There's an apparent red hue coloring tanned cheek where her lips had pressed.

𝑴𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒉𝒔 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒍𝒔 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒚𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒔...

𝑺𝒐 𝑰 𝒂𝒎 𝒈𝒍𝒂𝒅 𝑰'𝒎 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒏𝒐𝒘..

A simple shake of his head in silent disagreement causes messy tresses to curtain over his eyes.

The taste of her lips, after so long, is sweet and heavenly. Immediately missing her intoxication once pulled away.

❛I would've waited for an eternity to experience your love again.❜

✎ I also have a writer / personal account should any of you like to connect out of character.

✎ If it wasn't obvious by the similar profile style, I also write for @plovton.bsky.social.

𝐀𝐫𝐞𝐬 ╱ 𝐎𝐟 𝐰𝐚𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐞.

——— 𝗿𝗲𝘃𝘂𝗹𝘀𝗶𝗼𝗻 (𝗻): 𝘈 𝘷𝘪𝘰𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘳 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵.

❛I'm just lingering for some momentary fresh air.❜

❛I'll humor you. Make it worth my while.❜ Huffs and flicks his wrist in a dismissive motion.

As if this interaction is beneath him. Well, it is... Thus far. ❛Who's your husband?❜

For the first time since her intitial departure of their shared kingdom, a minute upward curvature of his lips form.

❛You flatter me. Moreso than I deserve.❜ Hades ducks down for their foreheads to gently rest against one another. Grip tightens around her form, nose brushing against hers.

✎ Sleep tight!

What an incredibly ridiculous question that isn't dignified with a vocal answer.

Instead, Hades remains still and silent... Allowing the dreadful aura surrounding his form to speak volumes in his stead.

While he wasn't a man of many words, their sincerity carried a heavy weight.

Fingers curl into the soft fabric of her dress. Dark hues examining her soft, delicate features. Simply drinking in the sight of her existence. Admiration in his gaze resolute, firm, and unrelenting.

——— 𝓢𝓲𝔁 𝓶𝓸𝓷𝓽𝓱𝓼 𝓽𝓸𝓸 𝓵𝓸𝓷𝓰.

Alas, here she is, just as beautiful as the day she left him. That melodic tone now hydrating his sullen mood. ❛My queen,❜ he breathes in a hushed, coarse whisper.

Burly arms catch her petite frame as expected; carrying bridal style now. ❛I've missed you.❜ →

Missing her husband..

✎ Thank you for the follows and interactions! I will be online later this evening to reply and get roleplays going.

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𝐇𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐬 ╱ 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐔𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝.

——— 𝘔𝘦𝘯 𝘮𝘰𝘤𝘬 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘰𝘥𝘴 𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮, 𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘥𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘣𝘪𝘥𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩 𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘯𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘯.