Dreams and Night Terrors

[Persephone]

Even as the screams of the man echoed throughout her chambers, Persephone's eyes never left Alek's. Her face was covered in blood spatters and her tongue licked across her lips tasting the metallic warm spots that painted her flesh. She smiled sadistically telling Alek to choose his poison. She was so excited to watch him and see what he would do. It was almost as exciting as doing the act itself. He looked over the tools of choice, Persephone biting her bottom lip as a grin tugged across them seeing him pick up the pliers. He stepped in front of the prisoner and brought the man's hand forward, the pilers going to the fingernails. Persephone exhaled a breath of pleasure as he ripped one of the nails off, the man crying out in pain. Her eyes were hooded watching Alek rip every single finger nail off before cutting both thumbs off at the knuckle. The man's cries were ongoing and Persephone's smile grew bigger, seeing Alek stop short before putting the pliers down, bending down to his mahood.

"Oh fuck..."

Persephone let out a low, methodical laugh watching as he literally popped the man's balls off one by one. His screams were piercing as his body slumped to the floor; the only thing holding him upright were the chains on the wall. She almost came right there. Persephone's eyes were dark and filled with so much fucking lust, that when Alek wiped the blood off his hands and onto his chest, she swallowed hard and licked her dry lips, wanting so fucking badly to throw him onto the ground and ride him until he came.

"Having fun?"

The question rhetorical and laced with seduction. Stepping up to him, Persephone slid her hands up his chest, watching them glide along the wet blood on his skin. Her eyes then lifted to his, her facing moving closer to his as if she were about to kiss him. But no...not yet. Leaning to take something from the tray behind Alek, Persephone stopped short of his lips before pulling back just enough as she held up a scalpel for him to see.

"My turn..."

Slipping past him with a smile, Persephone's eyes scanned down the prisoners body before pushing the scalpel deep into the tender flesh between the man's pelvic bone. She drug the scalpel across his flesh, making a two inch long incision causing him to wail out. Tossing the scalpel onto the tray, Persephone slid her hands from the man's blood covered shoulders and down his chest and stomach, the feeling like warm butter. Finally her fingers came to the incision she made, circling around it with her finger tips. With a grin, she forced her thumb and index finger into the hole, digging around inside him as he screamed in pain. Finally, her fingers stopped moving and she slowly began to pull out of him.

Between her fingers she held the man's small intestines, slowly pulling the long, warm, tubular organ from his body and collecting it in her hand like a rope. The man's head began to fall forward, nearly passing out from the pain. So after a few feet of intestines were in Persephone's hand, she finally stopped, not wanting him to pass out of die too soon.

Slinging his intestines up his torso and over his shoulder like a crossbody purse strap, Persephone's hands, arms were covered in blood. And by that time, the entire floor beneath the prison, herself, and Alek were covered in a pool of it. Holding out her hand to Alek, she grasped onto his with a grin.

"Be careful, it's slippery."

She joked as she carefully moved across the warm wet floor and into his arms. Persephone's arms wrapped around Alek's back, her mouth kissing up his chest and neck.

"Want to know what else is slippery?"

She goaded as she lifted her mouth to his. The exchange was hot and aggressive, Persephone wanting so badly for him to fuck her now. She was dripping for him. So fucking ready. But she wanted to see him hurt the man again.... it was just so damn sexy. Breaking the kiss, her hot breath was rapid against his lips.

"Finish him...."

She panted, knowing that she couldn't hold out much longer without his cock inside her.

 

[Berserker]

Seph's Chambers

When he turned and saw Seph watching him, he thought she was going to jump on him right then. The way she was looking at him made him want to jump on her right then. He wiped his hands off on his chest, already imagining her body slick with blood rubbing against his.

"Having fun?"

The corner of his mouth turned up, and he knew the real fun was to come. She slinked towards him, her hands sliding through the blood on his chest. Her lips were so close, and he wanted to taste her. But instead of kissing him, she reached around and pulled something off the tray. It was a scalpel. He grinned. Knives were his blade of choice for torture, but Seph was an artist. He watched her make a perfect incision, and pull the man's insides onto his outside. The prisoner screamed and screamed, and Alek laughed and clapped his hands with glee.

"What a woman..." he exhaled under his breath.

She held out her hand to him, and he took it immediately.

"Be careful, it's slippery."

"I have some experience with that."

And then she was in his arms, her mouth kissing his chest and neck. Alek's dick was so hard it was straining by now.

"Want to know what else is slippery?"

"I have a pretty good idea."

Her mouth finally pressed against his, and he slid his tongue into her mouth, tasting her heatedly. His hands slid around her back, painting her body with the hot blood of their victim. She broke the kiss, her breath quick and hot against his lips.

"Finish him...."

He didn't want to stop. His head hovered over her neck, but finally he whispered to her.

"As my queen commands."

His first inclination was to do it quickly, but no. Seph deserved a show. And he would give her one. He held her gaze as he walked slowly to their prisoner. He reached up, undoing the shackle around one hand. He pulled the man by his hand and turned him so he faced the wall, reattaching his hand to a shackle on the other side of him. He noted how thoughtfully this place was laid out.

He went to the fire, where he had place a long knife. The blade was now red hot. He carried it over to the whimpering man, who now couldn't see what was about to happen to him. Alek shoved the hot blade into the small of his back, drawing it slowly upward. When the cut extended the length of the man's back, he dropped the knife, reaching out and taking the edges of flesh. He pulled the flesh apart, opening the man's back up, leaving him with two flaps of skin on either side of his back. Alek's gaze met with Seph's as he walked slowly back to the tray, choosing from the instruments there a small hatchet. He looked back to Seph and smiled.

Returning to his victim, Alek thrust the hatchet into his back, then again. Blood spattered over his already covered body. One more time and the ribs were severed from the spine. Alek licked his lips, dropping the hatchet. He has ceased to even notice the screams by now. This was the piece de resistance coming up, and he checked to make sure Seph was watching. Alek reached into the man's chest cavity, pulling his lungs out through the hole Alek had just made in the ribs. They flopped behind him like a pair of wings. Alek reached out and grabbed the man's head by its hair, turning the face towards him. He was dead.

Alek turned back to Seph, a demonic smile spreading over his face.

"In the days of the Viking, they called that the blood eagle."

 

[Persephone]

Persephone didn't want to stop kissing Alek. Her tongue in her mouth, his hands on her body, the feeling of warm blood coating their skin? It was better than anything they got to do in Hellfire Club. They were in their element. They weren't mommy and daddy down here, they were Persephone and Berserker. Although....Persephone wouldn't oppose to calling Alek daddy after the depraved look he just gave her when she told him to finish the prisoner.

His eyes stayed locked with Persephone's as he walked by her and to the chained man. The smallest of smiles tugged on her lips, and a sadistic look radiated from her eyes. He looked like an executioner walking up to the chopping block, and the prisoner know as much. He began to cry as Alek removed the man's hand from his chains and turned him around so his back was to them before shackling him again. Her dark eyes followed Alek as he picked up the blade that sat in the fire, the metal burning red and white with heat. Licking her lips, she leered at him, watching him slice the man's from small of back to nape of neck before tossing the blade away and pulling the flesh apart.

"Damn baby..."

She moaned as Alek turned to look at her, making sure that she was watching what he was about to do. As if she could or would want to turn away and miss the show. She smirked at him, her eyes following his every move until finally he reached for a hatchet on the tray of tools. Persephone didn't flinch as Alek began to slam the hatchet into the spine of the man, blood flying into his face and coating him entirely in blood. Even where Persephone was standing, she was getting sprayed with blood from the impact of the hits. But her eyes never wavered, her smirk never fading. She watched as Alek reached inside the man and pulled his lungs from front to back, letting them hang behind him like wings. Exhaling a short, excited breath, Persephone kept her eyes locked on Alek as he checked the man to confirm he was dead before looking over at her with the most sadistic smile.

Alek: "In the days of the Viking, they called that the blood eagle."

"I call it a masterpiece."

Her voice deep and filled with such lust. Her breathing began to pick up seeing him close the distance between them. His hair was wet with blood, dripping onto his body that was painted red. The dark sheen seemed to define his muscles even more, emphasizing the contours of his perfect body. God he was fucking sexy....so brutal...so perfect. And he was hers.

"How did I get so lucky..."

She softly panted, reaching for him as soon as he was within her grasp and pulling his face to hers. Persephone's mouth connected with Alek's immediately, her tongue penetrating his mouth while her arms wrapped around him to pull herself as close as she could get to him. He always ran hot, but the blood seemed to make him burn against her skin. Moaning, Persephone bit Alek's bottom lip roughly, pulling it back with her teeth before letting go. She then took the flesh within her mouth, softly sucking it to sooth the pain before pulling back with a smirk.

"I have more chains..."

Her eyes left Alek's and looked toward the massive headboard of her beg wanting him to follow her line of sight. And sure enough hanging just above the pillows were two chains with cuffed shackles. Her eyes then went back to Alek's face, looking at him with such desire. Such need. But she wanted him to choose what he wanted to do. This was his first time in the Underworld and she wanted him to experience anything he desired.

"We'll do whatever you want to do baby...."

Her tongue licked up his bottom lip to his top before whispering against them.

"My domaine is yours."

 

[Berserker]

Seph's Chambers

Alek felt such power, coursing through his veins, throbbing under his skin. As he faced her, he could tell she was impressed by what he'd done, and he could also tell how much she wanted him. He eyes were so dark, and the look in them was predatory. He watched the rise and fall of her breasts as he moved towards her, blood smeared over his body, dripping from his hair. His eyes were filled with lust and desire, a primordial need to take his woman after the kill.

"How did I get so lucky..."

"You told me to come."

Her hands were on his face then and their mouths sealed against each other, tongues intertwining. She felt her hands on his body, her breasts slick with blood pressed against his chest.

"I have more chains..."

The thought of her, chained and at his mercy, made his dick quiver with anticipation. He followed her gaze to the bed and the shackles hanging above it.

"We'll do whatever you want to do baby...My domaine is yours."

She was so fucking sexy. Every expression, every movement only made him want her more. His cock throbbed. His hands slid through the blood on her body. He leaned in close to her, his eyes meeting hers.

"The blood first, while it's warm. Then the chains."

And he took her mouth while his hand slid down her body and between her legs, feeling her hot and wet. He rubbed his cock against her, pushing her down with him to the floor where blood pooled from the body. His mouth still attacked hers while he spread her legs with his knee and entered her, his hand sliding over her breasts and arms while he thrust into her. Then he rolled her, her body and his coating in the blood, so that she was on top. He couldn't stop touching her, the feel of her, the look of her, body painted like the avenging queen she was.

 

[Persephone]

She watched him, stalk over to her like she were his prey.

"How did I get so lucky..."

Alek: "You told me to come."

A reference to the first night they met....and that was all Persephone needed to grab his face and attack his mouth. His hands sliding across her body, his hard dick pressed against her leg, it was enough to make her come right then. She had never met anyone who, that no matter how many times they fucked, she wanted to fuck him even more than the last time. And this was no exception. What they did in the grand room was fucking incredible. But the thought of riding him while he was covered in blood? She felt her pussy throbbing at the thought. But she gave him options....her eyes looking to the chains above the bed before meeting back with his.

Alek: "The blood first, while it's warm. Then the chains."

Persephone grinned, feeling his hands glide like butter through the blood on her body and down to her sex, making her gasp in as his mouth covered hers. Moaning against his lips at the feel of his dick rub against her, she could barely stand it anymore. They lowered to the floor, Alek moving her back int the pool of blood while he hovered over her. Their mouths never left each other as her back melted into the warmth of the thick liquid. He moved between her legs and immediately entered her making her break their kiss and groan out at the feeling of him inside her. His hands slid along her breast and arms while hers went down his back to his ass. She gripped his muscular flesh as he thrust into her, Persephone moaning out with each impact. Then she felt Alek shift his weight, rolling over and bring her with him so she was now on top.

Her caramel skin was coated in a thick layer of blood, dripping down her body and onto Alek as she immediately began to roll her hips against him. Her hair was thick with blood, hanging down over one shoulder to frame her face like a crimson curtain. Her hands were planted on Alek's chest, gripping his pecks as she bounced her hips against his. Persephone's moans began louder and louder, feeling the heat in her body rise with each connection of their hips. He was so deep inside her, and the blood was so warm on her body...The way he looked laying in a pool of blood, the way he touched her, the way he leered at her....Persephone couldn't hold herself together any longer. She began to grind her hips against him hard, the immediate change in feeling sending her over the edge. Her breath hitched in her throat and she threw her head back, crying out as she contracted around him again and again, coming in a long and intense wave.

"FUCK...."

Panting out, the aftershocks still coursed through her body, making her tremble against him as she laid herself on top of him, connecting her mouth to his once again. Her tongue fucked his, kissing him like it was the oxygen she needed to live. Her hips still ground down on him, sliding effortlessly with the help of the slick blood.

"You feel fucking amazing."

She panted out, breaking the kiss for no other reason that to catch her breath.

 

[Berserker]

The Underworld - Seph's Chambers

The sight of her above him, riding him, her body covered in deep red blood - he didn't know how he could ever get enough of her. He felt like he could spend the rest of his life fucking her, and it wouldn't be enough. She rode him hard, blood dripping from her body onto his. He slid his hand up between her breasts to her neck, like he was painting her body. He felt her motions intensify, grinding against him until she threw her head back and came. And he wanted to let go so badly, to give in to the way her body was pumping him. But he wanted her to come again.

He could feel her body quaking as she leaned forward to kiss him aggressively, her hips still working against his, his cock sliding so easily in and out of her. He wrapped his arms around her back, holding her against him.

"You feel fucking amazing."

He rolled her over again, attacking her mouth again, not letting her catch her breath.

"Wrap your legs around me."

He began to rhythmically thrust himself inside her, pausing after each with a grunt. It wasn't going to take much for him to come, but he wanted to feel her body shake again first. The floor was slippery, the force of his body sliding her on it. He was so deep inside her, and she was so warm - the blood on her skin like a blanket. He grabbed her breast tightly, still pushing himself hard into her. She was his, all his, and he wanted to take her again and again. His mouth went to her neck, sucking on the flesh there.

"I'm going to come in you, baby...I'm going to come..."

It only took a few more thrusts before he came, feeling like his cock was exploding into her. She was dripping, sticky with the congealing blood. She had never looked more beautiful, more deadly, more perfectly regnant. His mouth searched for hers again.

"Tell me how wet I make you..."

 

[Persephone]

Her body shook against his, the wave of pleasure still coursing throughout her body as she kissed him. Her hips kept grinding against him, taking him over and over again, even though all she wanted to do was lock herself on top of him and let her body ride the way. But she wanted him to come. She wanted to feel him loose control. Panting out, she told him how amazing he felt, his cock deep inside her, his arms wrapped tightly around her body and holding her against him. Alek's mouth attacked hers with a ferocity as he rolled them over, pinning her to the blood covered floor once again.

Alek: "Wrap your legs around me."

Persephone growled against his mouth, immediately circling her legs around his hips and locking them in place. Alek's hips began to pound against hers causing Persephone to meet his grunts with a cries of ecstasy. He was fucking her so hard she was sliding across the slick floor, her hands clawing at his back as if it would keep her from being pushed back. She felt Alek's hand grab her breast and his mouth bite and suck her neck, all the while his dick relentlessly fucked her fast and hard, stroking her spot that made her go wild. Soon Persephone's screams rivaled that of the prisoners, her eyes shutting as she felt herself tighten and tense around him.

Alek: "I'm going to come in you, baby...I'm going to come..."

"I'm coming...i'm coming...i'm--"

Her body shook and pulsed as Persephone cried out and came hard just as Alek found his release as well. She felt the warm overtake her and panted out as he slowed his movements. Slowly opening her eyes, Persephone looked up at him, covered head to toe in a crimson sheen of wet and dry blood. He looked like he had just been through a war. He looked like a Berserker. Persephone's body trembled under his, still pulsing with aftershocks. She brought her hand up to the side of Alek's neck, gripping him as mouth collided with hers.

Alek: "Tell me how wet I make you..."

His voice was like a velvet sex, making Persephone moan as she kissed him again. Her hand slid down his back, pulling him closer to her.

"Just you kissing me makes me want to come again..."

She panted between their kiss, her tongue massaging against his.

"You make me soaked...the way you look at me....touch me....fuck me."

She moaned into his lips, her voice a breathless whisper.

"I'm dripping for you baby....God i'm more wet than this floor right now.."

And he would feel the truth in her words. The way he made her body feel was nothing she had ever experienced before. It wasn't just emotional, it was metaphysical. The connection she had with him--the comfort and safety she felt with him--was like nothing she could ever describe. It made the act of making love that much more intense and pleasurable. It made her need him more than she ever needed anyone in her life.

 

[Berserker]

The Underworld

They held each other, caressing, kissing, reveling in the warmth of their bodies.

"Just you kissing me makes me want to come again..."

"We have all the time in the world."

And he wanted to make her come again. And again. And again. They continued to kiss, Seph telling him in between what he made her feel, how wet, how much she wanted him. Hearing her say it made him want to fuck her all over again. He glanced over towards her bed, kissing her again.

"Baby."

He pressed his lips against hers as he paused.

"Let's wash each other off. And then..."

He smiled at her mischievously.

"I'm going to chain you to that bed and make you scream my name."

He got up from the floor, taking her hand and pulling her to her feet. The attached master bath had a fireplace, which was already lit. He turned on the faucet to fill the soaking tub, then helped her get inside with him. He sat facing her, and cupped the water, pouring it over her body, watching it trickle over her naked form. He started to soap her shoulders, breasts, arms, washing her clean. His face betrayed the lewd thoughts he was having, but he didn't rush to get to the next event on the itinerary. He slowly ran his hands over her, his eyes never leaving her body.

 

[Persephone]

She wanted him inside her again. She pulsed for it--burned for it. Arching into his body, she was so ready for him and she told him she was. She told him exactly how ready. He kissed her and Persephone thought that he would relent and fuck her again in the sticky blood that was start to coagulate and gel. But he broke the kiss, looking down at her with his blue eyes so filled with lust and mischief.

Alek: "Baby. Let's wash each other off. And then...I'm going to chain you to that bed and make you scream my name."

A slow grin crept along Persephone's lips, picturing exactly how he was going to accomplish his goals. Alek stood and helped her up, leading her into the huge master bathroom that was only lit by firelight. He turned the large soaking tub on to the hottest setting and filled it before helping Persephone in. Sinking into the water, it immediately turned pink around them as the blood began to pull off of their bodies. Alek was facing her, Persephone's hands immediately sliding up his arms as he began to cup water onto her body to wash away the blood. She used her hands to slowly rub the blood from his skin, dipping them into the water before putting them back onto his body. Alek then began to soap her up, his hands gliding across her skin and making her body melt to his touch.

"Mmm this feels amazing.."

She murmured while shutting her eyes an craning her neck back. Smiling at the feel of his hands sliding across her nipples more than once, she opened her eyes to see him watching her in the most salacious way. Taking the soap from him, Persephone's eyes betrayed the same look he was giving her before she began to lather up his body; her hands gliding along his arms and up around his shoulders, then down his chest. Persephone slid her hands along his stomach and around to his back, pulling herself closer to him so her legs were wrapped around him. She found his mouth, kissing him deeply, slowly, and with such desire. Her hands stayed on his body, gripping his back and clawing up to his shoulders. She wanted to touch him now knowing she wouldn't get to later.

Her mouth moved down his neck and tongue pressed against his skin, kissing him. She moved along to his throat before finding sanctuary on the other side of his neck.

"Alek..."

She whispered his name before her teeth tugged on his flesh. She was drunk off him, her body hot and mind dizzy. Exhaling a soft moan, her hand slid down his beard and moved his face to meet her mouth as she lifted her head.

"I don't know what's more wet right now. This bath....or me...."

She smirked against his lips and reached behind him, picking up a copper cup and dipping it into the water. She poured it over both of their heads and let out a laugh before kissing him again; the blood running from their hair and into the crimson water. Tilting her head back, her long neck was extended as she poured more water down her hair again to further clean it. Lifting her head, she smiled, her eyes locked with his. She poured some water into Alek's long hair, using her other hand to smooth it down and back away from his gorgeous face.

"Much better."

 

[Berserker]

Seph's Chambers

"Mmm this feels amazing..."

The cheeky grin returned to his face.

"This is nothing."

But he wanted her primed and ready, taking the time to soothe the body he had used so roughly during their time here. She reciprocated, soaping his body, sliding her hands around him. She wrapped her legs around him, and he was about to tell her that was cheating, but her kiss kept him from saying it. Her mouth moved down to his neck and she whispered his name. But a whisper isn't what he wanted.

"I don't know what's more wet right now. This bath....or me...."

That made him want to fuck her hard, again, here in the bath. But if he gave in to that, they'd never make it out of the bathroom. Seph reached for a copper cup and began rinsing their hair with it. He lathered some shampoo into her hair and then his own, sighing as the hot water poured over his head, and leering as it poured over Seph's.

When they were both clean, and the bath looked like they'd put red dye in it, he stood, reaching out his hand to help her up and out of the tub. He ran a deep purple towel over her body to dry it, then blotted the water out of her hair. The firelight danced on her bare skin, and he reached out, lightly tracing his fingers over her nipple before leaning in to kiss her mouth.

"Come with me," he whispered as he pulled back, his hand sliding down her arm to entwine with her own fingers, leading her back into the bedroom and over to the bed.

He climbed onto it, guiding her up next to him. She lay down and he moved her onto her stomach, while he lay on his side next to her, watching her. He ran his fingertips lightly down her spine, then leaned over and brushed her hair off her shoulders. He began to kiss her back from her neck to the top of her buttocks, taking his time, every so often running his cheek over her skin. Then he moved to her ass, his mouth taking each cheek into it in turn. And then he moved even lower, his mouth kissing the backs of her thighs, knees, calves. He got up onto his knees, and flipped her over, pulling her up so she could lay against the pillows.

"Comfortable?"

When he was sure she was, he ran his fingers down one arm to her wrist, taking it in his hand and raising it above her head. He clamped the padded chain around it, then did the same to her other hand. He looked into her face and smiled deviously. She was at his mercy.

He brushed his lips across hers, not allowing her to go deep. He trailed his nose and cheek across her own cheek until his face was next to her ear. He nibbled on the lobe slowly, sensually, then ran his teeth down her neck to the crook of her shoulder. He kissed her there, giving her a growl as he felt his semi go fully automatic. He kissed her chest, then beheld her breasts. He looked up into her face as he flicked his tongue over her nipple, watching it harden for him. He licked it again before sucking first the nipple and then the whole mound. He kissed between her breasts before going to the other one, spending a little more time flicking her nipple with his tongue, then once again sucking on it. He pulled his head back to watch her as his hands squeezed both nipples simultaneously before they started to stroke the soft flesh. His mouth was at her neck again.

"Seph...you have such amazing tits..."

He massaged them, his head moving between them, tongue running down to her stomach, where it began to kiss a line across her middle. His hands finally left her breasts to slide down until they reached her thighs, and began to massage there. He looked up into her face again, his voice low and bestial.

"Do you want me to fuck you with my mouth?"

He pushed her legs apart and climbed between them, his hands sliding to the outside of her thighs while his mouth kissed the inside where his hands had been. He bit into the flesh there, then ran his tongue northward, tasting the wetness slicking her body. He lifted his head, hovering over her mound, hot breath teasing her, his eyes looking into hers, waiting. And when he saw that she could stand it no longer, he slowly ran the tip of his tongue the length of her, using only the lightest of touches. He licked her again, this time using more pressure. And again, with the entire flat of his tongue.

"Does that feel good, baby?"

He traced her sex, before sliding his tongue inside her.

"Oh baby, you taste so good."

He used his fingers to spread her folds of skin and expose her prize. His fingers tickled her while his tongue licked between them. He sucked the hard nub at the top of her sex, feeling her body respond. He plunged his tongue inside her. He lifted his head, stroking her with his fingers, slippery with her, and then plunging them inside of her, moving them in and out and rubbing against her sweet spot. His mouth reconnected with her sex, licking and sucking while his fingers fucked her.

 

[Persephone]

The water had been tainted a crimson red as they both climbed out of the tub and Alek helped dry her off. It was silent for the moment, only the crackling of the fireplace could be heard paired with Persephone's breathing. Her eyes watched him as he dropped the towel and looked at her with his gorgeous blue eyes.

Alek: "Come with me."

He whispered, sliding his hand to hers and intertwining their fingers together. He then lead her to the bed, Persephone's heart pounding with anticipation. They both climbed on, Alek guiding her onto her stomach. She was almost nervous about what he was going to do, not because she was scared, but because she was excited at being at his mercy. She had tied him up before but never the other way around. Swallowing hard as his lips traveled from her neck to her shoulders, slowly down her spine, and to her ass, Persephone let her head fall onto the pillow and her eyes shut. His beard tickled her skin, making it goosebump as he began to kiss each cheek, down her thigh, knees, and finally calves. She felt the bed shift and suddenly he flipped her onto her back, Persephone gasping out. He moved her up to sit against the pillows, his touch tender yet his eyes dark with passion.

Alek: "Comfortable?"

"Yes."

She whispered through her soft, labored breaths. Persephone watched as his hand slid down her arm and to her wrist. He pulled it over her head and she felt the cold metal of the cuff locking around her flesh. Her breath hitched her in her throat, her heart beating even faster now. He did the same to her other wrist until finally, she was bound and his to do whatever he wanted with.

Persephone's chest rose and fell rapidly as Alek's mouth brushed across her lips, teasing her. Her eyes watched him until his face dipped next to her face, his mouth taking her ear lob and nibbling it before dragging his teeth down her neck. Persephone's hands became fists, pulling against the cuffs at the feel of his touch. Alek growled and Persephone rolled her eyes shut in response, sighing out a moan.

"Baby..."

Her voice soft and breathless, feeling him move to her chest. His tongue moved across her nipples before sucking them, Persephone groaning out and arching into his mouth. He took her full breast now, sucking and licking before moving to the second one. Persephone whimpered, her sex throbbing and dripping with desire. Then he lifted his head, his hands going to both her breasts. Letting out a yelp of pain mixed with pleasure as he squeezed her nipples, he then soothed them by gently rubbing them.

"I want touch you.."

She softly whined, her neck rolling to the side as his mouth returned to it. Not being able to touch him was torture; her hands wrapping around the chains and gripping them tightly out of frustration. She hadn't anticipated how much she would hate not being able to put her hands on him. To not give him as much pleasure as he was giving her. It had only been five minutes and she was ready to be freed.

Alek: "Seph...you have such amazing tits..."

"Baby please.."

He wasn't listening. It was like he had blinders on and all he wanted to do was tease her and touch her. His mouth slid between her breasts, tracing a line down to her lower stomach with his tongue. Her breaths became deeper and more rapid, knowing he was so close to relieving her need. She was burning for him so badly. She needed his touch. She needed to come otherwise she was going to go mad. His hands were on her thighs and he looked up at her. She must have looked as if she were going to die, her brows furrowed and face filled with a pained need.

Alek: "Do you want me to fuck you with my mouth?"

"God yes. I need your mouth on me.."

Her words pleading. He then climbed between her legs and it felt like she could breath again knowing he was so close to fulfilling her burning need. His mouth licked and nipped her thighs and around her pussy, never touching it. She could feel his hot breath on it as he hovered over it and it was driving her insane.

"Damnit, ALEK!"

She growled out with frustration, pulling the chains hard; her knuckles white from gripping them tightly. Then he relented and she felt the tip of his tongue move up the length of her. Gasping in, it wasn't enough. He did it again, a little harder this time and Persephone tried to push her pelvis down more. Then finally, she felt the full power of his tongue flatten against her and lick up her causing her to let out a long and satisfying moan.

Alek: "Does that feel good, baby?"

"Yessss....oh my God, yes."

She felt his tongue enter her and her eyes rolled shut and mouth stayed parted, unable to control the deep moans.

Alek: "Oh baby, you taste so good."

Persephone's head rolled to the side between her arms, burying her face into her bicep. She felt him spread her apart and begin to suck her, Persephone's body immediately tensing while she muffled her loud moans into her arm. Then she felt his fingers stroke down her soaked sex before plunging deep into her. Her body arched into his touch, her cries filling the room as he stroked her favorite spot, hooking his fingers into her while his tongue worked her most sensitive spot on the outside. She was already so turned on to begin with she knew it would take little to nothing for him to send her spiraling into the abyss of pleasure. So as he fucked her with his fingers and sucked her with his mouth, Persephone completely lost it, screaming out as she shook and came in his mouth. Fighting against the restraints, there was loud clanking of metal on metal as she pulled the chains from the metal headboard, her body bucking and jerking through the orgasm.

"FUCK BABY!"

She managed to say, though it was a mystery how considering her mind was fogged with pleasure and she could barely think straight. Gripping the chains with her hands, Persephone's body visibly trembled, her stomach muscles shaking as she gasped in through the aftershocks of what he had just done to her.

"Alek...Alek..."

She panted out, her head falling back against the pillow. She wanted her husband, to touch him and kiss him. It felt unnatural not to, especially after the pleasure he had just given her. But she knew he was only getting started, her hands tightening around the chains in anticipation.

 

[Berserker]

Seph's Chambers

He took sadistic pleasure in going slow, teasing her, holding back. She was going mad, struggling against her chains, telling him she wanted to touch him, want him to touch her. He used all his tools available - save one - to please her, to bring her to a slow boil that soon overflowed. And he smiled against her pussy as she screamed, lapping up her come like milk. Her body jerked and spasmed, his tongue drawing circles on her pearl, bringing aftershocks again and again to her body. She collapsed against the pillows saying his name, clutching at her chains.

He raised up, licking his fingers. Then he reached out and pressed them into her mouth. His dick was already harder than was comfortable, but this wasn't about him, it was about her. He reached down and stroked himself, then ran himself over her sex, coating himself with her wetness. He came down onto his hands on either side of her head, his cock still between her legs, so he could suck on her neck. He lifted his head, rubbing himself against her, his tongue licking her lips in a teasing kiss. His hand went to the pillow next to her head, and pulled a tassel from it. He came up on his knees, steel rubbing his cock against her, and began to trail the tassel over her body. Across her chest, over her nipples, her stomach, her arms. His hands reached down and pressed her breasts together and he leaned over so his mouth could kiss them once more. He press his lips to her breastbone, then ran them upwards over her chest, up her neck, hovering over her mouth. His hands reached for her thighs, pulling them sharply upward, opening Seph to him as wide as possible. And then as his mouth touched hers, he slid inside her.

 

[Persephone]

Persephone's hands gripped the chains, pulling them taut while she whimpered into her arm at the feel of Alek licking her come after her orgasm. Her body trembled and her breathing was shaky, and when she opened her eyes she saw him rising above her, his wet fingers coming to her mouth and pressing them against her lips. Moaning, she took them into her mouth all the way to the knuckle before sucking them to the tips of his fingers. She could taste herself and what he had just done to her, her eyes locked on his so dark with desire. Then she hissed in a short breath feeling him drag the tip of his dick on her slick opening.

"...Alek..."

She breathlessly warned, not wanting him to start something he wasn't going to finish. Persephone knew he would finish, but she also knew he was going to take his jolly ol' time doing it to tease her even more. She let her head drop back against the pillow again, groaning lowly at the feel of him so close to entering her but not quite doing it. She tried to push her hips down, yanking the chains in a pointless effort to get more slack. His tongue and lips were on her neck and she turned her head wanting to capture his lips. She lifted to press her lips against his, but he pulled away just enough so only his tongue licked her lips teasingly.

"Fuck, baby...*I* wasn't even this bad to you."

She groaned, her chest still moving up and down from labored and heated breaths. Extending her neck back, he was still rubbing her with the tip of his dick and it was driving her fucking crazy. Maybe she was loosing her touch when it came to sexual torture because her mind flashed back to when Alek was tied up and she realized she gave into his needs very quickly. Either that or he had balls of---Tassels. Any prior thoughts left her mind the moment she felt the pillow tassels drag across her nipples making he skin goosebump and her chest rise up off the bed. Her groans were deep and almost pained, her body literally aching for him. Her nipples were rock hard, her body tense and shaking. She was throbbing as he rubbed her pussy, the burn unbearable.

"I need you in me. Now baby, please.."

She begged. She whispered oh fuck as her body quivered under his, feeling him squeeze both breaths together before pressing his lips onto her chest and slowly trailing them up her neck. He was taking his sweet fucking time and Persephone was about to lose her shit. Yanking the chains hard, her hands and knuckles were white from pulling against the binds just as Alek's mouth hovered over hers. Her breath was ragged against his mouth.

"I swear to God, Hallbjorn....if you don't fuck me right now..."

She threatened heatedly between their lips, the tease of his cock against her sex too much to fucking handle anymore. She would tear the fucking headboard off the wall and throw him down if she had to. Then his hands moved down her thighs and pushed them up quickly, Persephone inhaling a sharp breath. All thoughts of threats gone, her breath rapid against his lips. Then he finally connected his lips to her while sliding his cock slowly into her; she felt like a junkie taking a hit from a drug after being denied it for so long. Her moan like growl was low and long as she felt him fill her completely. Her tongue tasted his while her hands struggled against her binds wanting so badly to grip his ass and pull him hard against her.

"Fuck you're huge..."

She groaned against his lips before heatedly continuing to kiss him. The lack of control paired with the angle and he was balls deep inside her, leaving no room for anything else. He stayed motionless, just filling her while they kissed, but that wasn't enough. Persephone whimpered against his mouth, pulling at her chains.

"Fuck me. I want to come, baby...I need to...You're driving me insane..."

Her words rapid against his lips, not wanting to part from them too long. He stayed close to her and allowed her to kiss down his bearded jaw, lifting her head to connect her tongue and lips to his neck. Moaning against him as he slowly began to pull out of her, he stopped short of his tip before slamming his hips against her and causing her head to drop back against the pillow and her to scream out.

"Yes!"

She panted out through gritted teeth.

"Again."

He did it again, slow to pull out just before leaving her, then slamming his hips against her making her body tense and her to scream.

"AGAIN!"

She growled out, the moment making Alek lose any control he had left and start to fuck her mercilessly.

 

[Berserker]

Seph's Chambers

"Fuck, baby...*I* wasn't even this bad to you."

He grinned salaciously at her, the memory of what she had done to him, how helpless she had made him feel, fresh in his mind. But he knew how the anticipation upped her pleasure, that giving in only lessened the effect. He pulled the tassels from the pillow next to her and ran them over her body, tickling her, teasing her, his dick sliding over her opening. She was begging for him now. But his mouth still wanted to taste her, to feel the heat from her skin, to feel her squirm and press against him with her need.

"I swear to God, Hallbjorn....if you don't fuck me right now..."

A low rumble came from his chest as he chuckled. He wondered how long it would take for her to free herself, as he knew she could. It would be an interesting experiment, but he thought it too cruel to test out. So he finally took pity, knowing that if he continued she would only come again without him. And he wanted his cock inside her the next time she came. So he took her mouth at the same time he entered her, the feeling after so long like a cool breeze in the desert. She let out a noise somewhere between a moan and a growl, and he loved it. He loved that she was at his mercy, loved that she was forced to go at his pace, love that she was so aroused that she couldn't stand not having him.

"Fuck me. I want to come, baby...I need to...You're driving me insane..."

And that was the point. He made sure she could feel him, fitting inside her like they had been cut from the same stone. He kept his body close to her, his head and neck with reach of her mouth, the only body part she could use to touch him. He slowly drew himself out of her, until only his tip remained inside, his own mouth tasting her mouth, face and neck. When he could feel her body tremble, he thrust himself back home, as deep as he could go. He got his scream, and he did it again, teasing her with how slowly he pulled out, only to give himself back to her all at once.

He kept that up for as long as he could, but even he started to lose control after so long, and he stopped pausing between his thrusts, sliding in and out in a smooth motion. He held her by her thighs, keeping her in place as he rammed himself into her.

"I want you to scream my name..."

He panted out, breathless. His head went between her breasts as he grunted, waiting to hear his name and feel her come again before he came hot and hard into her. He rested his cheek on her chest, his breathing slowing slightly. And then he reached up to release her from her chains. His head returned to her breast, resting between her mounds like a child. He watched his fingers stroke her nipple.

"Are you satisfied or should I taste you again?"

 

[Persephone]

The moment Alek slid into her it felt like her body would come right then and there. She let out a moan like growl, gripping her chains as she arched her body into him. He kept his face close to her, allowing her to taste the salty skin of his neck, moaning against his flesh as he began to pull out of her slowly until ramming back into her. Persephone screamed out, her head whipping back against the pillow. Alek kept his hands on her thighs, pinning them as wide as he could while still teasing her with slow yet forceful thrusts. Each connection made Persephone holler out before gasping in an ecstasy filled breath of air. Finally, even he couldn't take the teasing any longer and began to steady his pace, thrusting into her soaked sex so easily it made Persephone's thighs slick.

She was already teetering on the edge of coming again, the tease he inflicted on her almost making her come before he even entered her. She burned for him. Throbbed for him. Her moans were guttural and primal as he kept fucking her hard and fast. Persephone pulled at her chains, the metal cuffs cutting into her flesh from how hard she was pulling against them during his onslaught. She felt a flash of heat, the pressure within her building. She tightened around Alek's cock, her cries becoming louder and louder the closer she got to her release.

Alek: "I want you to scream my name..."

Pulling against the chains, the bolts were ripped halfway out the headboard as Persephone thrashed against Alek, her body succumbing to his efforts. She began to come like she hadn't come in a thousand years, the tease and foreplay he gave her making it such a powerful orgasm she nearly thought she would pass out.

"ALEK!"

She screamed his name like he wanted and like she needed, her body shaking and pulsing around him. She felt him grunting against her as he pumped through her intense orgasm until she felt him fill her and come, Persephone's body trembling as Alek slowed his movements. Persephone released her grip on the chains, the blood returning to her hands and fingers. Swallowing hard as she panted out shaky breaths, Alek reached up and unlocked her hands and she sighed out a moan at the feeling of being released, her arms immediately wrapping around Alek's body and running down his back. He felt so good to touch, her hand stroking down his damp hair as he laid his head between her breasts. Rolling her eyes shut from exhaustion, her breasts rapidly moved up and down as he traced circles around her nipple.

Alek: "Are you satisfied or should I taste you again?"

Smiling through her breathing, She looked down at Alek and moved her hand to his chin, lifting it so he could look up at her.

"I can never get enough of you....don't you know that by now?"

She guided his face to her and kissed him gently this time, yet still filled with so much passion. Her tongue softly meet with his, Persephone's hands holding his face and dragging back to the nape of his neck. She could never get enough of him or how he made her feel; physically and emotionally. But she didn't want him to taste her, at least not now. She just wanted him.

"But I just want to lay with you...in your arms."

She whispered between their kiss, wanting nothing more than to just to be held by him after everything they had just done within their time in the Underworld.

 

[Berserker]

Seph's Chambers

He had her, in every way imaginable. His mouth, his hands, they had been over ever inch of her body. He had made her moan, scream even. And she had come, so completely, and made him come. He had wanted to take her pleasure places she had never been before. He had wanted to exhaust her, to leave every cell of her body depleted. And he did.

He didn't release her until after, and they he lay cradled on top of her, 180 degrees from the man he had been moments before. He asked her if she wanted him to take her again, or if she had had enough. She raised his chin to look at her.

"I can never get enough of you....don't you know that by now?"

They kissed tenderly, tongue gently exploring. It was like coming home.

"But I just want to lay with you...in your arms."

Nothing sounded better to him than that, to hold her, to caress her skin and feel the heat of her against him. He climbed off of her, finally, and lay on his back, scooching up on the bed so he could lay on the pillows. He held out his arm, making a place for her, and then wrapping her up in his arms. He buried his face in her hair, breathing in the so familiar scent of her. Her body was like a salve to his.

"You make my soul whole."

He said it because it was true, and because he had never felt it so keenly as at that moment.

"I would kill anyone who tried to hurt you."

His fingers ran down her arm, caressing the soft skin.

"I told you once I wanted to worship you. And I do, Seph, I lay at your feet."

 

[Persephone]

The kiss between them was such a stark contrast from what they had been doing to each other the moment they arrived in The Underworld. They had been rough, relentless, ruthless, and torturous all in the name of pleasure. But now, as Persephone softly kissed him, taking his tongue gently into his mouth, it was just as pleasurable than anything they had just done. She could be Persephone the 'Queen of the Underworld' with Alek, or Persephone the mother of his children. It didn't matter. He let her be both strong and vulnerable which made her feel whole. Something she never had the luxury of experiencing before because vulnerability meant weakness in every walk of life she had ever lived through. So as she kissed him, she didn't want to scream with pleasure anymore. She just wanted to stay in the moment and in his arms; to simply be held by him.

Alek climbed off her and laid next to her, propping himself up against the pillows and holding out his arm for her to lay against him. Persephone curled up next to him, pulling herself tightly against his body and resting her head right under his chin. When he wrapped his arms around her it felt like a warm blanket on a cold night, making her sigh out and shut her eyes.

Alek: "You make my soul whole."

Tilting her head back to look at him, her dark eyes met with his and she softly smiled.

"And you mine."

Alek: "I would kill anyone who tried to hurt you."

Persephone's face betrayed a hint of concern, her head lifting so she could look him diretly in the eyes. Bringing her hand to his cheek, she gently stroke his beard with her fingertips.

"No one's going to hurt me, baby...."

She gave him a small smile of reassurance that carried to her midnight eyes.

"I'm right here."

But there was something in what they had just done and where they were that made Alek need to say these things to her.

Alek: "I told you once I wanted to worship you. And I do, Seph, I lay at your feet."

Persephone was quiet for a moment, her eyes searching his. Finally she brought her hands to either side of his face, holding him.

"I don't want you to worship me, Alek. I want you to be my partner....my lover....my best friend....nothing more."

Her voice was soft and gentle as she spoke to him, her lips gently pressing against his to emphasize her point. To show him she didn't want a 'subject' who worshiped her, but a husband who loved her. Because she was just 'Seph' with him, and that perfectly perfect.

"I love you with all of my heart. Who else can I carve apart a prisoner with and have sex in their blood?"

She let out a little laugh, smiling at him.

"If that's not a soulmate I don't know what is."

 

[Berserker]

Seph's Chambers

Seph curled up next to him, and they both relaxed against each other. He told her the things in his mind, how she completed him, that he would never allow her to be hurt, that he worshipped her. He wanted her to know, that even when he dominated her, in his heart she dominated him. He never wanted her to feel that he thought she was weak, or that the things he did to her came from any place other than that of love. Not just love, adoration.

Here hands went to the sides of his face, in the gesture he'd come to know she did when she wanted him to listen to her.

"I don't want you to worship me, Alek. I want you to be my partner....my lover....my best friend....nothing more."

She kissed him softly, and there it was again, as calming as an ocean breeze.

"I am all those things, Seph. As you are to me. I love you with everything I am."

He took a lock of her hair and rubbed it between his fingers.

"I love you with all of my heart. Who else can I carve apart a prisoner with and have sex in their blood? If that's not a soulmate I don't know what is."

He laughed with her, a smile in his eyes as he looked into hers.

"You keep talking like that and you'll get me going again."

He hugged her to him.

"I just never want you to feel like I don't appreciate you."

He never wanted to be like Hades. He never wanted her to feel like she was just a possession to him. Something to use and discard.

"I'd do anything to make you happy."

 

[Persephone]

Alek had said he wanted to worship her and Persephone smiled gently at him, taking his face within her hand as she always tended to do. She didn't want him to worship her. She wanted him to be her partner and lover. She wanted a friend and confidant. She just wanted Alek.

Alek: "I am all those things, Seph. As you are to me. I love you with everything I am."

And she knew that was true. Running her thumb down his beard, her midnight eyes were filled with so much love as she looked at him, it was hard to see the person who 'ruled' this realm in that moment.

"I love you with all of my heart. Who else can I carve apart a prisoner with and have sex in their blood?"

She ended with a laugh, making him laugh as well. But in truth, there was no one else who would do those things with her and not think she was a complete and utter sociopath.

Alek: "You keep talking like that and you'll get me going again."

Her giggle was low and unintentionally sultry.

"I do need to be able to walk out of here, baby. Although....that is a great tradeoff."

She teased with a light laugh as he pulled her tightly against him, hugging her to his chest. Her hand stayed by his jaw, softly playing with the whiskers of his beard between her fingers.

Alek: "I just never want you to feel like I don't appreciate you. I'd do anything to make you happy."

Alek had a tendency to try prove to her that he never saw her as an object to claim or use and abuse. Persephone knew it was because of her past with Hades. She had told him stories, even went as far as accusing him in her anger that he was just like her ex husband, which was anything but the truth. She felt guilty planting that seed into his head because if he could have truly met Hades--seen him first hand as a husband--Alek would know without a shadow of a doubt that he was nothing like him. Even in their sexual games of dominance, he still wanted to pleasure HER above anything else. With Hades it was all about HIM. There was a reason why he was banished to the Underworld, where only the most depraved souls lived. He was a monster.

"I know....and I love you so much for that.."

She said softly and with a hint of sadness. Her eyes moved around the room realizing...she didn't want to be there anymore. It had been so much fun because her mind was only on Alek and the pleasure they were having. But Persephone could only take the Underworld in small doses. And right now, past memories were starting to creep forward that she didn't want to think about.

Tilting her head up, her eyes met with Alek's.

"Lets go home?"

 

[Berserker]

Seph's Chambers

Alek tried to tell her, how much she meant to him, how much he adored her, respected her. So she would know, he wasn't like the other guy. So she would never have any reason to doubt him. Seph assured him that she knew how much he cared about her, and joked about him being the only person that she could torture someone with and then fuck in their blood. He loved when she talked about torture, and he warned her she was going to get him going again if she kept talking like that.

"I do need to be able to walk out of here, baby. Although....that is a great tradeoff."

"I could carry you."

He grinned, his eyes teasing as he pulled her into him, hugging her. Her hand played with his beard, and then finally she looked up at him.

"Lets go home?"

"Whatever you want baby."

He smiled at her lovingly, leaning down to kiss her lips.

"A nap and a swim?"

He brushed her hair out of her face.

"Or maybe wine...and takeout?"