Dreams and Night Terrors

[Persephone]

Alek suggested eating out on the patio and Persephone then added that they could go swimming afterwards.

Alek: "Do you think you're ready for the big pool?"

He teased making Persephone narrow her eyes playfully at him. But the conversation soon went to Olympus and Alek asked why he had never been invited. It really didn't occur to Persephone TO invite him because she never went. But it made sense. Their children were going there frequently, he should get to see it as well. She felt horrible for not even thinking about it before. He made a joke that the only thing he was good for was impregnating her and winked with a grin. Persephone gave him an 'oh please' look and rolled her eyes with a smile. But she did feel bad, telling him so.

Alek: "Seph I'm not angry. I was just wondering if your mother secretly hated me or something."

Persephone scoffed out at that and turned to him.

"Are you kidding me? My mother adores you. Trust me, she may be kind and sweet to a fault, but that woman is cut throat when it comes to protecting me."

Case and point, Hades. Demeter couldn't STAND him for obvious reasons. However Demeter found Alek charming and kind. And she wasn't naive to the fact that he had a dark side, as long as that dark side wasn't aimed toward Persephone she didn't care. How could she? Her own daughter had darkness in her too. Still, Persephone made it a point to tell Alek they could go to Olympus, and make it a family affair.

Alek: "Baby, it's fine. Really. [about breakfast] Don't let yours get cold though baby."

She nodded, placing her eggs in the oven to keep them warm before cracking four eggs into the pan.

"We should all go at some point, though. I hate to admit it....but it would be nice to show everyone how much i've changed. That i'm not the power hungry sociopath I was before."

She lightly laughed at that before a thought occurred to her. She stopped what she was doing and looked at Alek. Maybe he wanted to go to the Underworld? It was something that was just as much apart of her history as Olympus.

Alek: "I...uh...is that, like, a thing? We could do?"

"Of course.....if that's something you were interested in doing?"

Alek walked up behind her and placed his hands on her hips. Persephone instinctively leaned against him, turning her head to look at him from the side.

Alek: "Seeing you in your queendom would be pretty hot."

"Yeah?"

She asked coyly with a smirk as he began to kiss her neck.

Alek: "Would I have to call you 'your majesty'?"

A low giggled could be heard deep in Persephone's throat as she turned the stove off.

"Well...I do have a crown."

She teased before turning around and wrapping her arms around his neck. Gently kissing him, maybe this wasn't such a bad idea....or maybe Alek would be completely freaked out going down to a domaine that was once run by Persephone's ex-husband. Looking into his eyes, Persephone tilted her head just a bit, hesitating before finally speaking.

"Lets go....we can eat....then go for a bit? And if you hate it we can leave.."

Going to the Underworld wasn't something most people wanted to do. In fact, it was a place that most people were terrified to even think about let alone taking a random trip to. But it was apart of Persephone....a part she had yet to share with Alek. Maybe with their kids gone, it would be the perfect opportunity.

 

[Berserker]

The Kitchen

They made breakfast together, for once not scrambling to get a six year old to school, and it was really nice. Relaxing even. Any chance to be close to her, really, to get to look at her. He brought up the question of why he'd never been asked to visit Olympus, and he lived to regret bringing it up. Seph seemed to feel bad about it, when he had only been trying to make conversation. He suggested maybe Demeter didn't like him.

"Are you kidding me? My mother adores you. Trust me, she may be kind and sweet to a fault, but that woman is cut throat when it comes to protecting me."

He grinned at her.

"Well, that's something we have in common."

He told her not to worry about it.

"We should all go at some point, though. I hate to admit it....but it would be nice to show everyone how much I've changed. That I'm not the power hungry sociopath I was before."

"I'll take any opportunity to show you off."

He felt bad, that she obviously didn't have the greatest relationship with all her family members. Something Alek could relate to easily. And then, she suggested they could visit the Underworld. That wasn't an offer you got every day. And the idea of his wife walking around, being the queen? Well, she was already his queen, but still, it was pretty sexy.

She wrapped her arms around his neck and gave him a kiss, which made him smile, his arms sliding around the small of her back.

"Let's go....we can eat....then go for a bit? And if you hate it we can leave.."

"I'd like to see it, your domain."

He gave her a peck on the lips.

"But food first. And clothes."

 

[Persephone]

Persephone was a little wary of how Alek would react to her offering to take him to the Underworld, but he seemed completely fine about it. And really, she shouldn't have been so surprised, he was apart of the Hellfire Club for upwards of ten years.

Alek: "I'd like to see it, your domain. But food first."

She smiled with a nod, giving him another peck on the lips.

"Deal."

Alek: "And clothes."

Persephone wrinkled her nose and playfully groaned.

"If we have to."

Grinning, she gave him one more kiss before turning back around to Alek's eggs. She slid them from the pan onto a plate and took the toast he had made and placed it beside the eggs. Persephone did the same with her own plate. They headed outside onto the patio and took a seat in the shade, the day hot and humid. They began to eat, having definitely worked up an appetite, and got through their food rather quickly. After cleaning up, they headed upstairs to get dressed, although Persephone promised they wouldn't run into anyone in the Underworld worth covering themselves up for. But alas, Persephone slipped on a simple form fitting black dress and opted not to wear a bra or panties knowing it would only get in the way later. Stepping out of the closet, she began to scan around the room with her eyes.

"Now where did I put my crown...."

Grinning playfully, Persephone laughed as she hopped onto her toes in front of Alek and wrapped her arms around his neck, smiling up at him.

"Ready for fire and brimstone?"

 

[Berserker]

The Kitchen

Alek agreed to go with Seph to see the Underworld, and to be honest, he was getting a little excited by the prospect. He insisted they eat first (he was starving) and that they put on clothes.

"If we have to."

"Hey - no one ogles the Queen."

He returned her grin, happily accepting another kiss from Seph before they got back to making breakfast. Seph filled two plates and they went out to the patio to eat. The day was hot, so a trip was probably a blessing. They got dressed - what does one wear to the underworld? - and he put on an open shirt, jacket and slacks.

"Now where did I put my crown...."

"Oh, Lily was playing dress up with it."

He teased her, smiling as she wrapped her arms around his neck.

"Ready for fire and brimstone?"

"Bring it on, baby. I'm ready."

He slid his hands around her back.

"So, what do I need to know before we get there?"

 

[Persephone]

Persephone teasingly asked where she put her crown.

Alek: "Oh, Lily was playing dress up with it."

Snapping her fingers in a 'ah ha' fashion.

"Of course."

Smiling wide, Persephone let out a little laugh as she wrapped her arms around Alek and asked if he was ready to see the infamous fire and brimstone of the Underworld.

Alek: "Bring it on, baby. I'm ready. So, what do I need to know before we get there?"

"Hmm....don't look directly into the eyes of the Cerberus. Stay away from the mountains edge otherwise spirits will latch onto your soul and tear it from you body....and never trust a crying spirit. They'll possess you the moment you let your guard down."

Persephone said matter of factly, looking very serious as she spoke. She finally cracked a smile and then laughed.

"Honestly, nothing is going to mess with you down there. Not when you're with me."

Kissing him, she grinned against his lips.

"Hold on tight."

And with that, a tornado of winds surrounded both Persephone and Alek and they were transported to the vast, rocky, hot terrain of the Underworld. Still holding him, they stood miles from the main castle, near the broken down Parthenon that mimicked the one in Athens. It was unbearably hot, and screams could be heard echoing around them. This was the main domaine of where Persephone lived during her time ruling, but the Underworld itself was MASSIVE with so many different infrastructures and levels. The Seven Circles of Hell wasn't just a tale written in books.

Looking up at Alek's face filled with wonder, they both disappeared once again in a tornado of winds and reappeared inside the main grand room, the huge windows overlooking the outside, magma filled terrain they just came from. Running her hand down his jaw to his chin, she studied his expression for a moment.

"So...what do you think? Is it what you expected it to be?"

 

[Berserker]

The Bedroom

He asked her what he needed to know before they got to the Underworld, getting a little jittery from excitement.

"Hmm....don't look directly into the eyes of the Cerberus. Stay away from the mountains edge otherwise spirits will latch onto your soul and tear it from you body....and never trust a crying spirit. They'll possess you the moment you let your guard down."

He looked at her quizzically.

"Should I be taking notes?"

Maybe this wasn't the best idea ever after all. But then Seph laughed.

"Honestly, nothing is going to mess with you down there. Not when you're with me."

She gave him a kiss and he smiled, thinking this time that maybe they should just stay here and get undressed again.

"I love it when you protect me, baby."

"Hold on tight."

A familiar feeling washed over him as Seph transported the two of them the way only she could. When the winds subsided, they were there. And it was hot. Stifling. Hotter than Santorini, definitely. Which probably was explained by the lava everywhere. It was rocky all around them, but there were buildings that looked like they came from Ancient Greece as well. It was fantastic, and he just stared and stared, taking everything in with amazement.

He could hear screams in the air, which he kind of liked. Seph's tornado of winds appeared again, and then suddenly they were inside a giant stone room with large windows. It belonged in a castle, not, well, Hell. He caught Seph looking up at him, once he stopped gawking at everything around him.

"So...what do you think? Is it what you expected it to be?"

He considered that for a moment, recalling what his image had been back when she'd first mentioned it.

"There's more fire than I thought there would be. I was thinking, gray, black, dark, dirty...and for some reason I thought it would be cold. And I sort of pictured all the buildings made out of, like, caves. Not, you know, Greek-looking. This place is badass."

 

[Persephone]

Persephone looked up at Alek, studying his face. He looked in awe, taking everything in, trying to figure out what he was seeing. Absorb it all. It made her smile, to be able to share something like this with him and for him not to be scared or intimidated by it. Gently running her hand down his jaw the way she always tended to do, she asked him if it was what he expected it to be.

Alek: "There's more fire than I thought there would be. I was thinking, gray, black, dark, dirty...and for some reason I thought it would be cold. And I sort of pictured all the buildings made out of, like, caves. Not, you know, Greek-looking. This place is badass."

That made Persephone smile, lifting to her toes and kissing him. She then took his hand and lead him to the red velvet couch.

"Well this is just one portion of Hell. There are other areas that are exactly what you thought it would be like with the caves, and being dark and dingy. But this is where I resided most of the time."

Taking a seat next to Alek, her hand ran along his stomach as she kissed his neck.

"I can give you a tour of the castle later."

She murmured against his skin.

"But first..."

He would be able to feel her grin against his neck before gently nipping at him. Her hand slid down his stomach and over the front of his shorts.

"Lets give those screaming spirits a run for their money."

She laughed deep and sexy, her mouth connecting to Alek's as she skillfully undid the button of his shorts with her fingers before pulling the zipper apart. Her tongue slid into his mouth and her hands went to either side of his face as she sat up on one knee feeling Alek pulling up the hem of her dress. Breaking the kiss for only a split second, it was enough to swiftly pull the dress off her body in one motion and toss it to the side. Her lips returned to his like a magnet, moaning into their kiss as he pushed his pants down the rest of the way. Straddling him, Persephone sat high on her knees, hugging his head against her stomach while her fingers ran back through his hair.

"Ever think you'd fuck your wife in hell?"

She lasciviously asked as she slowly lowered her body before taking his face within her hands again. Her eyes were hooded with desire, dark and ready for him.

 

[Berserker]

The Underworld

He told Seph what he had envisioned, and she smiled at him, giving him a kiss and then leading him over to a couch, where he took a seat.

"Well this is just one portion of Hell. There are other areas that are exactly what you thought it would be like with the caves, and being dark and dingy. But this is where I resided most of the time."

"Why did you leave it?"

His voice was curious. He had never wondered before because he had never really thought about the fact that there was any sort of civilization here. He'd imagined it a wasteland. And leaving that was easy to understand. She was a queen here, though.

Seph sat down next to him and started kissing his neck.

"I can give you a tour of the castle later."

He hoped that would be a naked tour. Though he did want to see everything he could. Later though. Later. Because right now her hand was on him and separated from his flesh only by some thin fabric.

"Lets give those screaming spirits a run for their money."

Somehow she was even sexier here, in this place, her eyes darker, her laugh sultrier. And he wanted her. Badly. Forget about the nurse's costume, THIS version of dress up was all he could ask for. Their mouths connected, her hand on his fly, his cock straining against the zipper until she free him. His hands went her her thighs as they kissed, sliding up under the skirt of her dress and pulling up its hem. Seph broke their kiss and pulled the dress off.

"Maybe we shouldn't have bothered getting dressed after all..."

Her lips were on his again, and her hands were pushing his pants over his hips. He wondered for a split second if she was pregnant again, as turned on as she seemed to be right now. But then she was straddling him, and he forgot pretty much everything.

"Ever think you'd fuck your wife in hell?"

He kissed her skin as she moved her body down into his lap until their faces were level, her stomach, between her breasts, her chest, her neck. He looked into her eyes.

"I'd fuck you anywhere in the wide world, Seph."

As if to punctuate that sentence, he pressed himself into her with a jerking motion. His breathing was already picking up, and his eyes kept locked with hers.

"What does my queen bid me to do?"

 

[Persephone]

Alek: "Why did you leave it?"

"Later..."

She whispered against his neck, not wanting to talk or do anything other than fuck her husband in that moment. There was something about being back in the Underworld with Alek that lit a fire under her. She was so turned on, touching him, seeing him take this place in and be excited and curious about it. He genuinely found it interesting and intriguing which made Persephone know that no side of her--no matter how dark--would ever scare Alek away. THAT was love.

Her hands slid down his pants and freed him, his cock already quivering and hard. Alek pulled at the hem of her dress, Persephone quickly breaking the kiss to pull it over her head.

Alek: "Maybe we shouldn't have bothered getting dressed after all..."

She was panting out with desire, her eyes smiling at his statement as if to say 'i told you so'. But her lips met with his mouth again, not wanting to be apart from him for any longer than she had to be. Straddling Alek, she did however break the kiss and sit tall on her knees, Alek's mouth kissing her stomach as her hand held his head there. Breathing out long breaths as she lowered herself, his mouth trailing between her breasts, chest, and neck, Persephone's hands went to either side of his face as they locked eyes.

"Ever think you'd fuck your wife in hell?"

She asked with a smirk, her breath still hot and heavy.

Alek: "I'd fuck you anywhere in the wide world, Seph."

Then he pushed up into her to emphasis his point, Persephone gasping in and letting out a high pitched moan.

"Fuck.."

They began to move as one, Persephone's eyes locked with Alek's, her mouth parted as she expelled soft airy moans with each connection of their hips. The movements were steady and slow, Persephone's body rolling against Alek with a skillful ease.

Alek: "What does my queen bid me to do?"

Persephone ran her thumb along Alek's bottom lip, her own tongue following the path made by her thumb on her own lip before softly biting it.

"Don't be gentle."

She panted as she slammed her hips down into Alek to emphasis her point, letting out a grunt as she did so. They were in the Underworld, a place of darkness and depravity. She wanted to fuck her husband, not make love down there. A salacious grin tugged on her lips before she attacked his mouth with an aggressively heated kiss.

 

[Berserker]

The Underworld

Seph rolled her hips against him, renewing their dance, their eyes locked with one another. He asked her what she wanted him to do. The look she gave him was so fucking sexy, and coupled with the way she was licking and then biting her own lip, he wanted to take her hard. Luckily, she was on the same page.

"Don't be gentle."

She mauled him with her mouth, her hips shoving herself down onto him. But her wish was his command. He lifted her slightly with him as he slid down off the couch and coming to a kneel on the floor. Then he pushed her down hard against the floor, his arms coming down on either side of her head, his body forming a cage around her. He began to pump hard with his hips, his arms holding his upper body up off of hers. His hair hung down into his face, his bare chest already gleaming with sweat.

He lowered his arms, pressing his body against her, beginning to grind between her legs. His mouth attacked hers, his tongue slipping into her mouth and tasting her deeply. He was relentless, moving fast and hard, wanting her for his own.

 

[Persephone]

He asked her what she wanted and Persephone told him. She wanted to fuck him. Take him hard and rough. Dirty and unbridled. She felt a surge of darkness in her the moment she arrived in the underworld, and sweet kisses and cuddling was not what she craved. Persephone attacked Alek's mouth, kissing him hard and with need. She felt him hold her up as he slid off the couch and onto the black area rug, pushing her hard against the floor before quite literally mounting her. His body hovered over Persephone's, body possessing hers in every sense of the word. And then he began to fuck her the way she wanted to be fucked. His hips pounding into her hard and fast, causing her to cry out with each impact. Alek was looking down at her like he owned her, his hair a curtain around his face, his chest ripped and sweaty. He looked like he belonged there. He looked like a fucking beast--HER beast.

Persephone brushed back some of his hair and held it as she gripped the nape of his neck, pulling him down to her. He went onto his forearms, his body pressing against hers as his hips began to grind against her going so fucking deep.

"FUCK!"

Persephone shouted, her hips rolling against his as his mouth covered hers and muffled her cries of ecstasy. Her tongue took possession of his mouth, moaning into their kiss while her hands scratched up the tender skin of his back, clawing at him as his hips slammed into hers. Finally, a wave cascaded over her entire body, heating her to the core. Her lower stomach contract, pulling Alek deeper as she broke their kiss and cried out to the fucking demons, coming long and hard. Alek was relentless, fucking through her orgasm and aftershocks, her cries becoming screams. Gripping his hair, Persephone growled out, pulling Alek down to her mouth and kissing him hard. She used that momentum to roll them over, never breaking apart and never pausing in their fucking. In fact, as soon as she was on top she began to grind down on him ferociously, struggling to keep his hands pinned down over his head and from touching her. It was like a fight, the moment heated and filled with so much sexual tension it was hard NOT to become rough.

Persephone kept her weight on his hands, her mouth latching onto his while her pelvis pounded down onto his hips. She could feel him fighting against her, wanting to pull his hands free. Growling, she pushed them more forcefully down, biting the skin of his neck roughly before she lifted her head to look at him. Persephone's eyes were dark, her breath hot and just as rapid as her movements. Her mouth upturned into a devious grin, finally relenting to his efforts to free himself for no other reason than she wanted him to possess her body in ever way possible. Grabbing his face with her hands, Persephone kissed him aggressively while she bucked against him like a fucking bronco.

 

[Berserker]

The Underworld

He gave her his dick, rough, relentless, just as she'd asked for. But she wasn't going to be taken easily, her hands clawing at his back, crying out as she came, screaming as he continued to fuck her. She pulled him by the hair, her mouth taking his, then rolled them until she was on top, fucking him just as hard. She pinned his hands over his head as he body ground against him. It was okay for a minute but then he needed his hands on her, and he began to resist. She wasn't about to let him free, though, and they pushed and pulled against each other. She kissed him and the added touch made him press against her with his mouth more as he struggled to free his hands. She growled, which made his cock surge with desire for her, and when she bit into his neck he could feel the throb intensify. She pulled back her head and looked down at him, a dark angel, grinning as she released his hands. Her hands went to his face as hers went to her ass, smacking her cheeks hard and then using them to pull her hard against his dick.

And then he slid his hands upward to her back, pulling her against his body and then rolling onto his side. He roughly pulled her off of him, turning her forcefully so they were virtually spooning. He inserted himself into her again and thrust hard inside, his leg pushing between hers, while his arms wrapped around her body holding her tightly against him, her arms pinned as he rammed hard into her from behind. His mouth was on her ear, hot breath on her neck.

"Take all of me...I'm going to fuck you until I come..."

 

[Persephone]

The exchange was rough and heated; a fight that neither of them were willing to back off from. Persephone relented in her dominance, releasing Alek's hands so she could feel them on her body. She grabbed his face, taking his mouth as her prize. His hands immediately smacked her ass hard, causing her to break the kiss and yelp out a pleasurable cry.

"Yes baby...hit me again.."

She ferociously purred, taking his mouth with hers as he slapped her ass even harder causing Persephone to groan loudly into their kiss. She felt his hand slide up her slick back and pull her against him then roll over so they were on their side. Persephone felt him pull away and roughly turn her, causing her to growl out in protest, not wanting to be separated from him for a single second. But the change was quick, Alek pushing his dick into her from behind making Persephone cry out and throw her head back. He forced his leg in between hers, pushing hers apart roughly enough that she hit one of the tables near by causing the lamp and a few figurines to tumble off. Persephone felt him trying to pin her arms as she bucked her ass against him, heatedly fighting against his arms with grunts and pants of pleasure until finally succumbing to him; her one hand gripped the plush rush while her other clawed into Alek's forearm allowing him to take control.

Their bodies were tangled and sweaty. Their breath hot and rapid. She loved that he was controlling her--taking her as his prize. Making her his Queen and no one else's. She was at his mercy, and though she fought against him, it only fueled her desire for him more. She loved that he wouldn't stop and that he wanted what he wanted. It made her burn hotter than anything they had just felt outside the castle. Alek knew she loved being dominated as much as she loved to dominate, and in these circumstances, what they were doing made her body cease. The act itself, the way he tightly held her, the hot breath on her neck and ear? Her body was so turned on she was going to boil over and come any second. Persephone groaned with each powerful thrust he inflicted on her, feeling her body tense and constrict around his dick.

Alek: "Take all of me...I'm going to fuck you until I come..."

"I--want--all--of--you...FUCK!"

Each word emphasized by Alek thrusting into her until finally a primal cry low from Persephone's throat filled the room, her body shaking against his grip as she came hard once again. Heaving in through the powerful waves that pulsed throughout her body, Persephone fought to get her arm free, hooking it up around the back of Alek's neck while turning her head to meet his mouth. Their kiss was hot and far from gentle, her moans consistent even with their lips glued together. Her ass continued to meet with each thrust he pushed into her, but she wanted more.

"Fuck me from behind. HARD."

She growled against his mouth, letting his neck go and rolling onto her knees, Alek immediately moving with her so he was behind her. Persephone's legs were wide and body low--her hips high in the air for his taking.

"Tell me i'm YOURS. Tell me you NEED me."

She goaded through her rapid breathing until finally screaming out at the feel of his cock plunge back into her.

 

[Berserker]

The Underworld

Her hand clawed his arm as he held her to his mercy. He grunted each time he shoved himself into her, not bothering to go slow or make any tender gestures to counterbalance the roughness he was doling out.

"I--want--all--of--you...FUCK!"

He felt her pussy constrict around his dick, squeezing it as if her hand was wrapped around him, and he grinned wickedly, knowing she was bout to come. And she did, her body shaking. She turned her head and reached back to pull his mouth to hers. He bit her bottom lip during the tangle of their mouths

"Fuck me from behind. HARD."

He voice was low and primal, and she was already on her knees, her ass in the air. It made him growl too. His hands started on her ass, slapping them again hard the way she liked. Then his mouth lowered and he bit the red flesh before rising up on his knees. He licked the fingers of his right hand, taking his dick and rubbing the tip across her opening.

"Tell me I'm YOURS. Tell me you NEED me."

"You're mine."

He shoved the entirety of himself into her in one hard motion. He bent over her and lifted his hips before shoving them hard into her again. He picked up speed, mercilessly thrusting hard inside her each time.

"I need you, Seph...I need your pussy so fucking bad..."

One hand went to the floor to steady himself while the other groped her breasts. His mouth was on her neck as he rammed himself into her over and over.

"I need your tits...I need your neck..."

His hand slid down between her legs.

"I need your cunt..."

 

[Persephone]

Persephone couldn't get enough of him and the way he seemed to blossom in the Underworld. The darkness radiated off of him. The control effortless. She wanted to be his--for him to possess. Was it masochistic? Maybe. But in that moment, she didn't care. The strong, sexy, wicked way he was making her his made her pussy soaked with pleasure. The way he fucked her hard and without restraint made her come over and over again. But she didn't want it to end. Not yet. So she TOLD him to fuck her from behind the way she knew he liked it. Persephone moved to her knees, so ready for him. Alek's hands slapped her ass hard, her flesh stinging and causing her to groan out. Then she felt him bite her flesh which caused her to growl.

"Tell me i'm YOURS."

She felt him drag his tip across her sex making her moan out and push back, trying to get him to enter her.

Alek: "You're mine."

Then he rammed his entire dick into her until his hips connected with her ass. Crying out a long and guttural response, Persephone gasped in, her hand grabbing at the coffee table leg near by haphazardly, gripping onto it for support.

"Tell me you NEED me."

Her fingers clawed into the carpet and wood as Alek bent over her and began to pound his cock into her again and again, never slowing in pace, never giving her a reprieve.

Alek: "I need you, Seph...I need your pussy so fucking bad..."

Her cries were as uncontrolled as her breathing--erratic and at his mercy. She felt his hand grope her breast, her head hanging forward as she whimpered through cries of pleasure. She bucked her ass against his dick, meeting him with every thrust he gave her.

Alek: "I need your tits...I need your neck...I need your cunt..."

His mouth was on her neck. His hot breath dancing along her skin. Then his hand slid down to her sex and Persephone's octave changed as he began to rub her.

"Fuck...baby...yes...YES..."

She moaned the words, each one emphasized by their colliding bodies. Persephone lifted upright onto her knees, Alek's hand still rubbing her pussy while she pressed her back against his chest, arching into his touch and letting her head curve onto his shoulder. She felt his hand circle around her neck and she growled out through pants, her own hand covering his and keeping it there.

"Every part of me....is yours....You own me baby....You own me all of me..."

She panted out, her mouth attaching to his in a fury of heated passion. There had been a time where the thought of possession made Persephone sick. It brought her back to Hades and what he had done to her. But it was different with Alek because she LOVED him and TRUSTED him above anything else. By ownership, she knew he owned her heart. He owned her soul. He owned her body which he cherished. It wasn't dirty or evil. It wasn't hateful or terrifying. He owned her and she owned him. They were one, in body AND soul.

Persephone broke the kiss, gasping out at her body tensing.

"Fuck...baby I need you...I need you to fill me...Come with me...Come with me."

She begged, knowing she couldn't hold back the riptide that was pulling her toward her orgasm. Her body clutched around him and she let out a growl-like cry, coming hard enough that she couldn't hold herself upright anymore, collapsing forward and taking him with her. On her forearms, she heaved out feeling his body shake above her and the warmth fill her. His body was finally still and Persephone swallowed hard through her labored breaths before slowly lowering herself to her side. Holding Alek's arm around her, she let out a laugh of disbelief through her breathing while rolling onto her back.

"I'm not going to be able to walk..."

Laughing again at how absolutely fucking MAD they had just went, she looked over at him; her eyes filled with such euphoria.

"Holy shit, baby......You fucking thrive down here. I can feel it radiating from you..."

And he did. It was intoxicating, causing Persephone to hold herself close to him and kiss him long and deeply.

 

[Berserker]

The Underworld

Alek made a lot of effort to show Seph that he didn't want to possess her, that she wasn't his property. But right now he OWNED her, restraining her with his arms, taking her relentlessly. Touching her with all of him until she cried out. Seph reared up onto her knees, pressing back against him. He kept his hand between her legs, sliding easily over her sex fast as a jackhammer.

His other hand slid from her breasts up to her neck, holding her tightly, pulling her against him.

"Every part of me....is yours....You own me baby....You own me all of me..."

"And I use what I own."

He redoubled his efforts as her mouth collided with his.

"Fuck...baby I need you...I need you to fill me...Come with me...Come with me."

As soon as her body started contracting around him, he felt the pressure build. They feel forward together as he came inside her. They were covered in sweat, both breathing heavily. He carefully lowered himself until he was on his side on the floor, and Seph rolled onto her back.

"I'm not going to be able to walk..."

He grinned, running a hand back through his damp hair before leaning in to kiss her again.

"Holy shit, baby......You fucking thrive down here. I can feel it radiating from you..."

"I just love worshipping my queen, that's all..."

Her mouth pressed against him again, and he tasted her long and slowly. He did feel different here. It was like when they were at Hellfire and would almost bring the building down around them when they fucked. And she...she looked like a queen. He wanted to ask her to send one of her subjects to the dungeon just so he could see her do it.

He busied his hands touching her, not ready to part from her just yet. He loved looking at her, knowing what he'd just done to her, still feeling the heat from her body on him. Knowing that he was on her.

"So. Whose blood can we fuck in next?"

 

[Persephone]

They were tangled together on the floor, their bodies glistening with sweat and hair damp. They had just quite literally fucked harder than they ever had before, the atmosphere seemingly fueling both of their burning desires. She told him how she could feel him thriving down in the Underworld. It wasn't like others [MoE, Six, other Gods] she brought here before; he belonged within the darkness. He owned it.

Alek: "I just love worshipping my queen, that's all..."

She smiled against his lips.

"And you're my king."

Persephone connected to Alek's mouth, kissing him long and slow, their tongues massaging each other as they made out. She ran her hand back through his damp hair, her fingers etching a path to the base of his neck while his hands traveled along her body. She couldn't keep from touching him. She needed to touch him. Softly moaning as they broke their kiss, Persephone smiled, biting her bottom lip gently as her dark eyes met with his.

Alek: "So. Whose blood can we fuck in next?"

Her smile turned into a grin and her eyes went even darker.

"Ooh...I love it when you talk dirty, baby...."

Oh the benefits of ruling the Underworld was an abundance of horrible spirits, creatures, and mortals that were trapped down there for her to do what she pleased with. Giving him a peck on the lips, she rolled onto her stomach and looked over to the entry way of the grand room. It was as if just thinking about her servant made one appear. The mystery's of the Underworld. The servant bowed her head respectfully.

"Bring a prisoner from the dungeons to my chambers. Chain them to the wall."

The servant nodded and dissipated where she stood. The dungeons were used for those who tried to escape the Underworld through Themyscria. If they weren't killed by the Amazon's first, they were caught and drug back to the dungeons to spend the rest of eternity rotting alone.

Looking over at Alek, her feet swung back and forth in the air behind her, excited for the prospect of getting to cut someone up and bathe in their blood with him again.

"This is going to be fun."

 

[Berserker]

The Underworld

Lying there with her, it was like nothing existed but each other and their pleasure. He asked her whose blood they could fuck in for their next round.

"Ooh...I love it when you talk dirty, baby...."

He grinned at her, knowing she wasn't teasing or being sarcastic, that she really did love the idea. A servant appeared as if by her will.

"Bring a prisoner from the dungeons to my chambers. Chain them to the wall."

He stared at her, amazed. She turned her head and looked at him.

"This is going to be fun."

"Baby, I love you so fucking much."

He reached over and smacked her ass again.

"Why didn't you ever bring me here before?"

He massaged the cheek he had slapped, thinking. It was amazing here - they hadn't a care in the world except the way they were going to fuck each other next.

"So where to next, baby?"

 

[Persephone]

Alek was looking at her in complete an utter awe after telling the servant to chain up their plaything. She smiled with a little laugh.

"What?"

Alek: "Baby, I love you so fucking much."

And he emphasized the point by smacking her ass hard again making her squeal out and giggle deeply. She pressed her lips against his, softly moaning as he massaged the tender skin he just slapped.

Alek: "Why didn't you ever bring me here before?"

In reality, she wasn't ready to come back. As much fun as she had ruling the Underworld and having a domaine that she ruled all on her own, some pretty horrific things happened in this place too. But all that was done and over with, and she felt completely safe and secured with Alek. It was time she shared this part of her life with him. But Persephone didn't want to dampen the mood by bringing all her dark history up, so she gave him a peck on the lips and smiled.

"I know...We should have escaped here after Hellfire. But then again, we wouldn't have two beautiful children if we did."

It was insane to think they were parents after what they had just done, and were ABOUT to do. But being parents didn't make them saints.

Alek: "So where to next, baby?"

She grinned, pushing herself up onto her knees and taking Alek's hand as she stood. Pulling him with her, she looked back with playful eyes and a laugh.

"Time for the grand tour!"

They entered the main foyer of the castle that had a grand stair case that wrapped around level after level, leading to multiple corridors, wings, and hundreds of rooms. She brought him to a few of her favorite places. The study that was filled with bookshelves that covered the entirety of the walls. Thousands of books from all different centuries and languages. The lounge which had a full bar, billiards table, poker table, and a few antique games such as chess and darts. The conservatory which was the only place in Hell that had any kind of 'life' to it. It was caged off like a traditional conservatory, the bright red lights from the surrounding lava casting an eerie glow on the flora and fauna to create a rather creepy feel. Then finally, the last stop, her personal chambers.

As they entered, per Persephone's orders there was a man gagged and chained to the wall, his eyes wide with terror. Turning to Alek with a big smile, she wrapped her arms around his neck excitedly, as if it was Christmas morning. The servant 'appeared' next to the chained man, a silver tray of different horrific looking tools in her hand. She placed the tray on the table, the man's eyes widening even more as he began to scream into his gag. The servant immediately disappeared.

"God this makes me so wet."

She purred as she bit his bottom lip and slid her hands back around from his neck to hold his face. Her lips then connected with his fully, kissing him with a heated desire. The man continued to sob and scream against his gag, but that only fueled their desire more. She could feel Alek's hard dick against her bare thigh, but that would have to wait. Breaking the kiss, she lowered her eyes to his cock before flicking them back up to meet his.

"Not yet big boy."

Stepping away from him, Persephone walked over to the tray of goodies and picked up a medieval carving tool holding it up for the man to see. A wicked gleam filled Persephone's dark eyes as she drug the sharp point slowly along his cheek, hooking it onto the cloth gag, and pulling it from his mouth.

Man: "Please! Please! My Queen! I swear I-I-I-I will serve you for eternity! PLEASE! I promise! I promise!"

Persephone didn't say a word because she didn't care to respond to what he said. He meant nothing to her. A piece of rabble-trash-- among others in this place. She moved the point of the hook under his jaw, to the soft flesh between his chin and throat. And in one motion, she pulled up and pierced the flesh, the hook coming through his jaw and out from under his tongue, like a hook in a fish. He began to scream in agony, blood pouring down neck and onto his body. Looking over her shoulder with a sadistic smirk, Persephone yanked with half her strength, RIPPING the man's lower jaw clear off his face, the blood curdling scream like a lullaby to her ears. Her dark eyes never left Alek's as blood splattered onto one side of her face; warm and like silk.

Exhaling out as if she just took a hit of some intensely orgasmic drug, Persephone leered over at Alek, hooking her finger for him to come to her.

"Come here."

She moaned, dropping the tool and mangled jaw onto the floor. The man was very much still alive, writhing in his chains while gargling what sounded like cries.

[about the tools] "Pick your poison."

Her tongue ran across her lips as she watched Alek, trying to restrain herself from mounting him right then an there.

 

[Berserker]

The Underworld

"I know...We should have escaped here after Hellfire. But then again, we wouldn't have two beautiful children if we did."

A smile tugged at the corners of his mouth.

"I don't know, baby..."

He licked his lips.

"Seems like it was meant to be."

He thought about what it would be like, having the children here, letting them see the place where their mother reigned.

"One thing's for sure: if Lily saw you here, she'd never talk about valkyries again."

But he didn't want to think about the kids now. Right now, it was all about Seph. Seeing her in her element. So he asked her what was next on this little excursion she'd planned. She pulled him up to his feet, with an excited look on her face.

"Time for the grand tour!"

He smiled, letting her pull him along by his hand. And really, all he could do was gawk. The castle was amazing. First off, it was a castle, but the stone work, the carvings, the way the soft light cast shadows - it was majestic. She took him to several different rooms, each more luxe than the one before. But it was also clear that there were hundreds if not thousands of other rooms they didn't visit, so massive was this place. They ended the tour at Seph's bedroom, which was done in deep purples and looked like the bed chamber of the queen of the Underworld. It was plush, in stark contrast to their bedrooms in Greece and Sweden.

But the piece de resistance was the man bound and chained to the wall of the room. Shit, the fact that she even had iron rings set into the wall for exactly this purpose...it was fucking turning him on so bad. Seph's arms came around his neck, her smile big.

"How did I ever live without you."

He smiled down at her, seeing the servant appear with a tray of tools then just as quickly disappearing.

"God this makes me so wet."

She kissed him like the sex kitten she was, and his hand slid down to grab her ass.

"I'm already getting hard for you, baby."

The captive's screams against his gag were like background music to their romance.

"Not yet big boy."

No, not yet. Alek had a feeling this would be worth the wait though. Seph chose a tool from the silver tray on the table, and toyed with her prisoner for a bit, allowing him to beg for mercy. Which of course, she wasn't going to grant. She made sure he could see the instrument she was going to use on him. And then she tore his jaw off. It was fucking awesome.

Her eyes stayed on him the entire time, and when the blood splashed on her face, he wanted to throw her on the floor again and fuck her senseless. But then she crooked her finger at him, and told him to come. Which always put him at her mercy.

"Pick your poison."

He examined the tray carefully; there was so much to choose from. A devious smile spread over his lips as he picked up a pear of pliers made out of some form of iron. He sized their victim up and down, not wanting him to pass out from the pain too soon. So he started small. He took hold of the man's hand, firmly, then slid his hand down so he was holding the guy's index finger tightly. He clamped the pliers down on the man's fingernail. He looked into the man's face and smiled. And then he pulled his nail off.

One by one he made it through each of the fingers. Then he took a thumb in his grip, and clamped the pliers around it, just below the knuckle. And then he tore it off. He did the same to the other hand. The thumbs bled more than the fingernails, splattering his chest. The thumbs gave him an idea, though, one last thing before moving on to another tool. He grabbed the main roughly by the balls, and it was clear that he knew exactly what was coming, because his screams intensified. Just like with the thumb, Alek clamped the pliers around one of the balls, popping it off like fruit from a tree.

Alek turned and tossed the pliers back onto the tray, looking to Seph as his hand smeared the blood down his chest.