Trouble In the Underworld? (The Story of Hades and his Lovers II)

A/N: There needs to be more frot out in the world. It beez the hottest form of doin' it.

Trouble in the Underworld?
The Story of Hades and his Lovers II

Thanatos, the original Greek god of Death, didn’t visit me often. He had a job to do, and I fully understood that. However, I had given him a troupe of reapers to work in his place, so he could spend more time with me…well, not necessarily with me, but so that he wouldn’t have to worry himself with trivial things.
Earth II was booming. It was a regular metropolis now. Marius over saw it well, with his myriad of lovers, and Hestia at his side. I found it deeply ironic that he kept taking mortal lovers, but I never said anything to him. It had been a thousand years since we had finally peacefully said goodbye. He had assured me that he would come back, but so far he hadn’t. I hadn’t quite lost hope on Marius…I just made a realization that I didn’t need him to make me happy anymore. After all, love be damned, I had my own myriad of lovers at my disposal if I wanted them…but I held back for those I really cared about.
Warm arms wrapped around my shoulders from behind as I wrote out correspondence at my desk in my study.
“I felt that you needed me,” the sultry voice in my ear was hot against my skin. “Was I right?”
“You always are,” I smiled, turning the chair. Thanatos hiked one leg over the arm of the chair and grabbed the back to sit awkwardly in my lap. “But what are you really doing here? I thought you were too busy to come for a visit.”
“Oh bah,” He rolled his eyes. “The Reapers have stolen all of my work, who I am kidding? I spend most of my time with my brother and fixing the reaper’s stupid mistakes…but Hypnosis and I are arguing now…so I though I would come see you.” He placed a short kiss on my lips.
“Oh, so I was an after thought? How nice.”
He made a soft whining noise, “Don’t be like that!”
I laughed softly, pulling my fingers through his hair, “Are you here for a while or just for a romp?”
“Hmmm…that depends on how long you’ll have me,” he kissed me. His tongue stroked mine, and after he finally broke away, I leaned back comfortably in the chair.
“You know that if it were up to me, I wouldn’t let you go at all.” My arms wrapped around his waist more tightly, and I picked him up easily. His legs wrapped around me, and I carried him out of the den.
“Where are you taking me?” He looked confused when I leaned against a door down from the den.
“My room,” I took one hand away from him just long enough to turn the knob, and stumble backwards into the dark room. A fire was already crackling behind it’s gate, adding a nice warmth to the usual cool dampness of the castle.
“We don’t usually do it in here…” His arms loosened around my neck as I dropped him in the middle of the bed and crawled on top of him.
“Going to your room was too far,” I mused. “Besides, my bed is bigger.”
“That it is…” He glanced around at the size of the bed. “Why is that?”
“Because I’m the master of the castle, of course…now hush.” My lips captured his again. My hands moved to caress the feathers of his wings before I ran my hands under his shirt to feel his silky skin. “No battle wounds this time, right?”
He smiled, “No. Nothing by expanses of perfect skin.”
“Fabulous,” I groaned, moving away to pull away his clothes. It wasn’t long before both of us were naked. Thanatos was on top of me, inside of me, his skin warm, his breath hot, and both of us panted heavily against each other’s throats. As he thrust greedily, his lips found mine. He grinned through half-open eyes, biting my bottom lip to incite a groan from my throat. His wings stretched out, wrapping us up in a little cocoon where we were pressed chest-to-chest. My arms went around his neck as he groaned, spilling inside of me.
“Fuck,” I sighed, as he groaned, breathily pulling away.
“You’re still hard,” his smile broadened, his fist wrapping around my member. “You’re always hard…that’s why I like having sex with you…” He was quiet for a few moments, continuing to thrust into me before his smile grew slightly wicked, “Do you want to take me?”
“I’m always willing to take you, Thanatos.”
He pulled out of me, and I couldn’t stop the long groan, my head tilting back. His member brushed mine as he rose to impale himself. I watched him tilt his head back, arcing his back.
When he came back down to rest against me, I petted his hair, “You are such a masochist.”
“Yes, but I am your masochist,” He assured me.
“Well, my little masochist, you need to fuck harder before I get frustrated and break you,” I tugged on one of his wings. “I wouldn’t want to crush one of these in a fit of annoyance.”
His grin still held a slyness, and his leaned down to kiss me soundly, “Don’t worry…I was just adjusting.”
My hands slid down his back. My fingertips traced the wing-joints under his shoulders before gripping his hips. He knew exactly how to use his body for my satisfaction, and I very little to do with the pleasure but reaping benefits. Thanatos groaned, kissing me. My fingers dug further into his hips, silently urging him to thrust harder. His hair fell over his shoulder, teasing my skin.
“Are you close?” his mouth warmed my ear, his hair dusting my cheeks. I reached up, brushing it back away from my face, and over his other shoulder.
“Why? Are you already tired? You’ve just started,” I teased, reaching down between our bodies to stroke his soft member. He moaned in dislike, sensitive from his previous task. I turned his lips to mine again, “You may stop if you like.”
He sighed, rolling away from me, and groaning massaging his hips with his knuckles.
“Silly boy,” I chided, putting my hands above his shoulders, careful not to press down onto his wings. “Don’t think that I am done with you yet.”
“…Are you going to fuck me?” He asked.
“Hmm…I was going to torture you for a bit,” I admitted.
“Oh?” He raised a curious eyebrow.
I licked his lips before leaning back on my knees to stroke my fingers down my chest, “I know how to get you hot again.”
“I just came, Hades!”
“So what?”
“So, I’m not like you…always at the ready.” He tugged on my arms, kissing me again. “Fuck me –and then when you’re done, I might be up for another go.”
“Well you’re not any fun at all, Thanatos,” My lips brushed his throat. “Maybe I shouldn’t fuck you at all…it would be to much of a reward for you.”
He groaned, “What are you going to do then, dare I ask?”
I gave him a smirk before rising onto my knees again. My hand went to my member and I began stroking myself. He leaned up on his elbows, his wings ruffling against the sheets, to lick at the head, but I held him away with my free hand.
“Ah-ah,” I shook my head. “Not yet.”
He grumbled, his eyes averting first to my hand upon my appendage before rising to my face. It only took a moment before he over-took me again, his mouth crushing against mine in a savage fit. His hand replaced mine, and my arms wrapped around his neck. His hips thrust nicely against mine as he fondled me, but I was focusing more on the way his lips felt against mine, soft and wanting. His tongue was damp from panting as it delved into my mouth.
He pulled his mouth from mine to look down as I erupted onto my chest, some of it splattering against his arm and shoulder. He pulled his hand away to lick it away from his arm, looking down innocently at me.
“You’re not even close to being satisfied, are you?” He asked, moving to lap his tongue up my stomach.
I laughed, “Nonsense, I am quite pleased.” I lifted him back up, pulling him against me. “Just because I’m hard doesn’t mean I need another go.” I chided.
“So says you,” He retorted. His face turned into my neck, his hair splaying across my face and neck. One wing flattened against the bed, he other rose to curl over us, the feathers tickling our skin.
“I mean it –you’ve satisfied me quite well.”
He made a guttural noise, “Ha! I’ve seen you spill more by simple tongue strokes.” His nose continued to nuzzle deeper down my shoulder.
“Ah, this is about the amount of my visual satisfaction,” I mused. I brushed my fingertips over one of his wings. “Well…that I don’t have an explanation for. Sometimes it comes in pints, sometimes only in mere ounces.”
He made a soft whining noise, reminding me a bit of like a cat, “Hades…”
“What is it, Love?” I asked, stroking his hair instead. I wrapped the tendrils around my fingers, slightly tugging his face to mine.
“I want you to fuck me again,” His lips brushed mine in a faint kiss. “I want you to be completely emptied.”
“Darling, I don’t think such a thing is possible,” I laughed. My fingers untangled from his hair, and moved to stroke along his back. “But we could try if you’d like. Surely right now you’re tired from your work and travel…and the sex that has already been had.”
He hummed softly, curling his leg over my hips, holding me tightly, “Sort of.”
“How long are you staying for? You never told me.”
“You didn’t give me a chance before you whisked me away.”
I laughed, “I guess so.”
“Anyway, I’ll probably only stay a few days. Maybe a week or two; if that’s OK.”
“Of course it is,” my fingers reached his bared backside and I gave it a tight squeeze. He gave a short noise of being pleased, and set to kissing me again.

Of course, just because everything seemed to be going so well, something had to go wrong. Thanatos and I were quite pleased with each other. We were learning each other’s movements, likes, dislikes, and quirks. I loved him like I had never loved anyone else –but at the same time, it wasn’t like we were inseparable. He could tell me any day that he wanted that he was done with me, and I would be okay with that.
Not that I expected Thanatos to come up to me at breakfast and say, “Hades, I don’t think this relationship is healthy –I think I’m going to go back to the way things were before we started sleeping together. Goodbye.” That would be ludicrous. He was content to lounge in bed with me in the morning, pressing kisses down my throat and chest, eat a leisurely breakfast before I made my usual daily rounds, meet for a quick lunch, maybe a little after-lunch sex. Then we would part again until dinner, and then of course after dinner, we usually retired to one of the bedrooms for an evening alone.
So yes, our relationship was mostly sex, but we did our share of talking too. Mostly between romps, but sometimes in the morning, or right before we went to sleep we would have short chats before sleep would overcome us. Nights that we didn’t have sex though, nights that we just lay in each others arms, listening to each other breath, discussing light-hearted things…they were just as good, if not better.
I tried not to think about Marius, but it was hard. Marius had been my inseparable lover. We did everything you could think of together. With Thanatos, it wasn’t like that. We were two totally separate entities with nothing that tied us together. Thanatos had his job as a reaper –bringing souls to the underworld and all that, and I was a supreme deity overseeing my kingdom.
“What are you thinking about?” Thanatos’s hair fell over my shoulder as he leaned over my chair.
“Us,” I admitted.
“Oh? What about us?”
“How unlikely a pair we are.”
“Why do you say that?” He asked, looking at me quizzically. “I’d say we are a perfect pair –we like the same things, both of our jobs are particularly morbid…we both enjoy being in the underworld…”
“You like it here? Really?”
“Really,” He nodded. “I like that it’s always cool, and the noise of the wandering souls is kind of…musical after awhile.”
I smiled, reaching up to touch his face, “You’re so precious.”
His lips met mine, “So what is really wrong?”
“I wonder what you are doing here sometimes.”
“What are you talking about? Do you want me to leave?” He seemed surprised.
“No! No! Of course I want you to stay!” I reached for his wrist, holding him close to my chair. I drew him around, pulling him into my lap. “I mean…why do you bother coming to me when you could have any other person in the world.”
“Because you’ll always be here,” He stroked his finger along my cheek. “Why should I get attached to some mortal who is just going to up and die on me, when I can have you? You are all that I will ever need.”
“Does this mean that you…you’ve remained faithful to me?”
“You didn’t expect me to? I thought I was your lover.”
“You are! I just…” I shrugged. “I didn’t know you had attached a string to us.”
“Have you remained faithful?”
“Of course,” I scoffed. “Who would I be sleeping with other then you?”
He shrugged, picking a bit of fluff from my sleeve, averting his eyes. “I don’t know…I thought that maybe Marius had come back to you, or something.”
I scoffed, “Marius hasn’t returned to me, and I already told him that he would have to share my affection.” I brushed the back of my knuckles over his cheek. “You wouldn’t like that though, would you?”
“Like what?” He acted daft, though I knew he understood me completely.
“You wouldn’t like to share me with Marius.”
He shrugged, “I suppose he has some right to being in your bed. He was your lover for eons. I wouldn’t have much of a case against it…except that I wouldn’t want you to do it.” He looked up at me, seriousness showing in the edges of his eyes, “If he comes back to you…what will happen to me?”
“Marius isn’t going to come back to me, I gave up on him a long time ago.”
“But if he did…he walked in that door right now, and said, “Hades, I want to fuck you so badly it hurts”, what would you do? Would you fuck him?”
I shrugged, “I don’t know…does he love me?”
“Yes.”
“Does he have that spark in the pit of his stomach? That feeling that makes it all worthwhile?”
“Yes.”
I shrugged again, “Then yes, I probably would.”
“And if he didn’t have those things? If he just really needed to release himself?”
“Then I would tell him that his previous lovers are all in my employ and that he could help himself to one or more of them.”
He looked down again, quietly unbuttoning my shirt to graze his fingertips over my skin, “Hades?”
“Yes?”
“Do you feel that spark for me?”
I mused for a moment before answering, “I didn’t at first –we were just doing it because we wanted to…but I do now.”
“Is it as strong for me as it was when you were fucking Marius?”
“Stop comparing yourself to him,” I pulled his hands away from my shirt. “It’s very childish. You are two separate people.”
“I take that as a no, then.”
“You and Marius are totally different people. I love you two separate ways.”
“What do you mean?” He pressed.
I sighed. This conversation had probably been a long time in coming, but I still wasn’t really prepared for it. How was I supposed to explain to a god that I loved him, but at the same time I didn’t? I didn’t want to tell him that he was a fuck of convenience –he was more then that, and yet he wasn’t.
“I mean that…at first, it seemed like I couldn’t live without him, but obviously I can With you, I know that that you’re going to come and go as you please. You aren’t tied to me, tied to the Underworld.”
“I could be.”
“What are you suggesting?”
“The old rules have changed…we could get married.”
My stomach leapt, “Married?”
“Yes –many of the Gods are reconsidering their former partners. You and Persephone have already divorced. Haven’t you ever thought of marrying again?” His eyes were pools of opal and I found myself being sucked into them.
“But we are both men—“
“Exactly,” His forehead pressed to mine. “We could change the world, Hades.”
“What if it didn’t work? What if we tire of one another?”
“We worry about that then. –So, what say you? Will you marry me?”
“I don’t know, Thanatos…”
His eyes changed, and he pulled away from me, “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have said anything.”
“I didn’t say no,” I reached for his wrist.
“But you didn’t say yes, either.”
“You haven’t given me the proper chance to think it over!” I protested, “if you want an immediate answer then no, just because you’re in such a rush. Goodness, you lead me to think you are with child or something equally awful.”
Thanatos’s face fell further, “You don’t like children?”
“I don’t think that life full of sullen sadness, surrounded by death is a very good environment for a child.” I lifted his face to my eyes, “Thanatos, if you want children then marry a woman.”
“I don’t want a woman,” He pulled me up from the chair, wrapping his arms around my waist. His wings enclosed around us, shutting out the light and his forehead pressed to mine. “I want you, Hades. We could make this work. It would give us a tie. Right now, we’re merely hanging by threads. I want permanence. I want a solid hold to you.”
“Thanatos, you are so funny.”
“I am not trying to be funny!”
“I know, I know…” My fingers brushed across his cheeks. “If you really want to…then of course I’ll marry you.”

Opposition stated mere moments, it seemed, after I had finally agreed. Zeus made his feelings evident the moment the message reached him of our impending nuptuals.
“I don’t care whom you have sex with Hades, but I cannot condone this marriage! It has never been allowed!” He shook his head.
“Well, no one asked you if it was allowed. Is it written in stone somewhere?” I asked.
“Of course not –it was an unspoken rule. No one has ever dared to break it!”
“Well, I intend to, with our without your blessing Brother. I couldn’t give less of a damn about what you think.”
“What about Marius?”
“What about him?”
“Isn’t he going to feel cheated?”
“Why would he? He has a wife.”
“And you are taking a husband! A right that should have been his a long time ago!”
“It wasn’t allowed back then, remember?”
Zeus looked annoyed.
“What bothers you more? That I am getting married, or that I am getting married to a man?” My eyebrows raised, “If you’ll remember, you like the touch of men just as well as I do.”
“Bullshit,” he scoffed. “That is total shit and you know it. I liked sleeping with you and with Marius—”
“Ah-ah! Neither of us were your first,” I reminded him. “You loved a man and you know it.”
Arguing with me proved to be a loosing battle for Zeus, bt many more bombarded us with their displeasure. It seemed that the only people happy or us were the deities of love –Eros and Aphrodite, and the unlikely pair of Hestia and Marius.
“You looked worried,” Thanatos wrapped his arms around me one evening as the dawn of our wedding drew closer.
“I am more confused then worried, I think.” I placed my hands ontop of his. “We have surprising and worrying support.”
“What are you more flabbergasted about? Eros and Aphrodite or Hestia and Marius?”
“I’m not sure, I guess it is just that there are so many against us. Even though many of them already know that love knows no gender.” I tipped my head back to look at him. “Was this controversy what you were looking for when you asked me to marry you?”
“No…not really. But I like that it is showing peoples true colors. Some of these people –like Zeus, are just being ridiculous because they can be.”
“I know,” I nodded.
Thanatos murmured, leaning down to brush his lips against my cheek, “It’s late. Why don’t we go to bed?”
“I thought you already had,” I admitted.
“I did, but it was lonely without you.” Thanatos nuzzled against my neck. “Come to bed? You’ve been up for hours now. You need to rest your eyes from all of the red ink that the hate-mailers have been using.”
I laughed, “I have begun to just burn all of the negative RSVPs, actually. So far, we have a very small guest list.”
“Ah well, that’s alright. I always kind wanted just a small, quaint little wedding. Something just for the two of us.” He kissed me again.
“You look very handsome, Thanatos.” It occurred to me that I had been a long time since I complimented his good looks. His face flushed a light shade of pink.
“What do you mean?”
“You look really good tonight,” I repeated, standing up from my chair, and wrapping my arms around his bare waist. “Your wings are a silky-shade of black, your hair sleek and brushed, your skin is tan…you’re gorgeous.”
“Thank you?”
“Why do I detect a hint of disbelieve in your voice? You don’t think you can be handsome, Thanatos?”
“It’s not that,” He shook his head. “I just…you don’t tell me that very often.” He looked down at our feet, his arms pressed against my chest, his hands resting on my shoulders, putting a little space between us.
“That’s because I am a cad,” I rolled my eyes. “You are gorgeous, and you shouldn’t let me forget it.” He grinned, lifting his head to look at me again. His lips caught mine a tight kiss, standing up on his toes ever so slightly to gain a few inches over me. When he released me, he pulled away, grabbing my hands and pulling me towards the door.
“C’mon, Hades. Let us go to bed.”
The bedroom was dark when we entered, just the glow of the fireplace giving off enough light to find our way onto the bed. The door closed with a dull clap behind us and Thanatos pulled me close, just to fling me hazardously onto the bed before moving on top of me.
“Eager are we? I thought you wanted to go to sleep.”
“Sex first, then sleep,” He kissed me. I reached up, letting his hair slip through my fingers.
“Keep your wings down,” I commanded, my hands going to wrap around his waist. He obliged, folding them against his back. Afterwards, I pushed him over, into the pillows and straddled his hips between my knees. “Now…what do you want? Fucking? Sucking? Maybe just a little frottage?”
“Anything that’s going to involve our naked bodies,” Thanatos was obviously easy to please, as he wrapped on arm around my shoulders, pulling our mouths back together. I hummed, easing my fingers underneath his shirt, and it wasn’t to much longer before we both found ourselves void of all clothing. Thanatos’s breath was warm against my shoulder, his fingers pressing tightly to the back of my neck as our bodies pressed firmly together. He met every thrust and we grew hard against one another’s bodies nicely. His other hand tightened on my thigh, pulling me tighter. My own hands were separated, one holding back some of my weight, pressed against the mattress at his side. The other was under his hips, pulling him close.
“You better stop, unless you want me to come already.” His hold on my neck loosened, his fingers instead raking through my short hair.
“What’s wrong with that?” I asked, turning my face against his, pressing my lips to his jaw, then to his lips. “I like it when you come.”
“But it’s too quick, we just got started,” He reminded me.
I sighed, pressing my lips to his throat and shifting to his side, pulling our bodies apart. He groaned as cool air flowed between us.
“You didn’t have to move, Hades. Just slow down,” His fingers tightened in my hair, crushing our mouths together again.
“You said to stop,” I shrugged, pulling his hands from my hair. “Besides, I know how to really drive you insane.” I gave him a wicked grin and let my fingers trail down his skin as I moved down the bed. He gave a soft whine the moment my skin left any contact with his, and he sat up to reach for me again. I shook my head, “Ah-ah…”
“What are you doing?” He let me push his hands away, and he leaned up on his elbows.
“Torturing you to the best of my ability,” I shrugged. My tongue flicked playfully at the tip of his member before circling the head. He moaned, his mouth dropping open slightly as he watched me run my tongue in strokes against the entire length before finally putting it fully in my mouth.
“You are cruel,” He sighed, as I pushed his hands away again when he tried to push my further over his member.
“And you are impatient,” I left his member, instead pulling him forward to bring our bodies together again. He slid onto his knees, his hands sliding over my hips and across my buttocks to grab a hold of my thighs. My arms moved over his shoulders and I nudged his face up to mine to kiss as we resumed our frotting. His wings brushed my knuckles as they rose from his back to spread out. His breath grew faster and he began pushing harder and harder against me. We were both solid and it wouldn’t be long before we were emitting our fluids across each other’s bodies.
“Ah…are you ready?” I asked, pulling my mouth from his just for a moment. “Or are you going to ask me to stop again?” I hiked him up, even closer, pulling him even more tightly.
“If you don’t let me come right now…” He let himself trail off, his breath catching as his body jerked forward, pushing me onto my back. His hair fell across my face as he pressed his cheek against mine, grunting softly into my throat. Simultaneously we both came, our seed seeping together between our stomachs. He sighed, relieved, once he had subsided. He took the time to kiss me again before folding his wings back down, and rolling away from me.
“Are you content now?” I asked, shifting onto my side and leaning forward to lick a streak of come from his chest.
“Yes,” He nodded, stretching his arms above his head, sleepily. “I suppose we should probably clean ourselves up though before we turn in.”
“That would be the less dirty way of doing things,” I agreed. “Don’t worry –I’ll get up.” I gave him a quick kiss before getting up from the bed and crossing to the water-pitcher and basin across the room. I was back a moment later, wiping a cool, wet cloth across his bare skin. He shivered, taking it from my hands to do the same for me. When he found the both of us to be satisfactorily cleaned up, he tossed the cloth away, and edged the covers.
“Good night,” he rested his head against my shoulder and closed his eyes. I felt him rest a palm against my help as the last flames of the fire flickered out, casting the room into darkness except for the still-burning embers.