Seeds (22 page)

     “But you do need to relax.”

     “Why should I?” she shot back.

     “Because it will be much more enjoyable for you if you do. Look. You are aroused.”

     Kora gave out a quiet gasp as she felt his finger run along her slit, and he brought up said finger for their inspection. It shone wetly in the light from the fire, and she blushed violently when he brought it to his lips, sucking on it.

     Unbidden, memories of past nights whispered to her from somewhere deep within, memories that she had never been sure of. Sometimes she felt that they were dreams, other times she wasn't so sure that such sensations had been spun out of her imagination. The feeling of being watched, the sensation of loving caresses along her body when she had never been with any man, or soothing whispers in her ears...
Aidon
...

     “It was
you
.” she murmured. Hades's caress had felt just like these caresses back then, though it was now much more intimate than the chaste touches she had been subject to.

     “It was me, what?” he asked, his movements relaxed and languorous though she sensed his tenseness and excitement. The desire was in his eyes – but it was different from the selfish lust that she had seen in Ares's face that time she was accosted in the grove. Unlike Ares's frightful gaze, Hades's desire made her feel pleasantly warm inside. She was still afraid, yes, but the blind terror she had felt at first was gone.

     Shadows slid up her arms and legs, pleasant-feeling against her skin and causing her to tremble. She was now much calmer and collected, wiggling slightly against the bonds that now had a gentle grip on her as Hades studied her.

     “Before. During the lonely nights. I thought someone was touching me, stroking my face or arms or hair, but there was no one in the room. And because of that, I was sure I was dreaming.”

     “You enjoyed these nights, did you not?”

     Kora blushed and looked away. Always she had enjoyed them. At first, she had been frightened, the first time she had come half-awake to gentle caresses that were not her mother's. Hades' hands had offered a sensuous but chaste touch, his fingers stroking her face or limbs, respectful of her and patient. Not like the violent coupling Ares would have forced her to endure had she not managed to do what she had done.

     “See, I told you that you had no need to be afraid. I would never hurt you.
Ever
.” Hades' voice was strong and firm. He could have been lying. But an innate sixth sense told Kora that he spoke only the truth. When his hand started stroking her thigh, she did not try to fight. The shadows that bound her even loosened a bit, allowing her more wiggle room.

     “Do you intend to have me?” she asked. Hades chuckled softly and shook his head.

     “Oh, I desire to have you... fully. But I will not force you into anything.”

     “I am glad you are not like...
him,
” she murmured. She didn't know why, but she knew that Hades was aware of what Ares had done.

     “Quite an effective punishment he received, though. Clever of your mother to come up with that.”

     “I...” She was about to explain what had happened, that it was her who ultimately prevented Ares from assaulting her. Her thoughts were interrupted as she gave out a soft gasp when her binds wiggled against her limbs.

     “Of course, I could not simply let that stand. He had refuge in his sleep, so I filled it with nightmares. I have seen his uncouth behavior for centuries and do hope he will learn some humility from it. But for him to have tried such a thing, and I had not been there to save you...” He frowned, his handsome features taking on regret.

     “... Oh. But Hades... but the fault was not yours.”

     “It was not yours, either,” Hades shot back firmly. So often, rapes were blamed on the woman for her 'provocative' behavior, even when said woman had acted appropriately or modestly, or had valiantly tried to flee or fight off the man. She let out a quiet sigh as she gazed up at him, seeing how badly he felt for something that had happened to her. Was he truly so concerned for her?

     “Can we not talk about such unpleasant matters?” she asked.

     “But of course. What would you have now? This?” His hand rubbed her inner thigh before she felt his thumb lightly press against the sensitive nub between her legs, hidden under its hood. Small frissons of pleasure coursed through her loins, and she let out a shaky exhale.

     “Please...” Her nipples were visible under the thin linen of her tunic, and she squirmed against her bonds.

     “You will love it.” he breathed, grasping the front of her dress in his strong hands, “You will know true pleasure.” He stared at her with half-lidded eyes, and her own eyes widened as she heard fabric tearing.

     “Wha... Oh!” She gasped in dismay as the light material easily tore apart between Hades's hands. What would she wear when he was done with her? She inhaled slowly as her body came in full view. Her nipples were pale pink, and she had just a few strands of soft, wispy hair above her slit, which was soft and pink and – yes, glistening! – Hades noted with pleasure. He did not bother to hide a grin of approval, and she looked away shyly as he eyed her arousal.

     Kora felt a drop of her own juices slide down the moist opening and along her perineum, causing her to shudder. She closed her eyes for a moment and whined out in mild dissent as she felt the tendrils tighten around her ankles, hoisting her legs into the air and spreading them wide, leaving her spread-eagled.

     The vision was divine, and Hades nearly came on the spot. How he longed to place his throbbing manhood in her right now. But no... now wasn't the time.
Patience, Hades. You're not like the others. You know what is right.
Tonight was just the start of what he knew would be an exciting relationship. She wiggled under his touch when he reached out to caress her outer labia, amazed at how soft that pale flesh was.

     He had pleasured himself before to various erotic mental images of her, but it went without saying that the real thing was much more satisfying.

     Kora shuddered again as she felt the languid caress of his fingers, and lightly chewed on her lower lip, wondering if she should be doing this.

     “Stop,” she whispered. The hand stroking her stilled before it drew away. When she looked up at him again, he did not look irritated, much to her relief. Her bonds also loosened, but she remained where she was.

     “Are you all right?” he asked gently. After a moment, she nodded slowly. He had stopped when she had said so, just like that, despite his obvious want. She let out a quiet sigh.

     “Would you like me to leave you alone?” Hades asked.
He is willing to let me be
, she mused.

     “No. Please... stay. And continue what you were doing,” When he tentatively placed his hand on her thigh, she remained relaxed, and nodded.

     “Are you comfortable?” he asked, wanting to make sure that he hadn't stretched her too far. The satin binds that circled her limbs stroked and massaged them.

     “Mhm,” she murmured. He smiled.

     “These do not bother you?” he asked, gesturing towards her restraints.

     “Mmm... could I have a bit more wiggle room?” she asked. He chuckled softly and nodded, the shadows acquiescing their grip accordingly. As she watched him, he lowered his head, running his tongue from the tip to the bottom of her slit, and then back up, drawing out a whimper. He smiled and started giving her firmer licks before he started wiggling his tongue in.

     “Oh!” Kora hissed softly, straining against her binds, pressing her heated nether-lips against his face as he ate her out with relish. He placed his hands at her sides, alternating between sucking on her clit and plunging into her with his tongue. He groaned softly, pressing himself against the foot of the bed, giving his aching manhood a modicum of relief.

     Kora tossed her head back, mewling as she felt the intense attention to her womanhood. She had never felt anything so pleasurable, and she gave out a soft groan when she felt a finger wiggle into her. The instant it pressed against a spongy spot deep within her, she saw stars explode behind her eyes and arched, her loins seeming to be on fire. When the licking, sucking, and this prodding of a secret place she didn't even know existed became too much, she arched again and cried out, rewarding him with her essence before slumping against her binds. Her head lolled against her arm as she gazed down at him with half-lidded eyes, lips curved up in a faint smile as she panted softly.

     Several loose strands of her hair framed her face, the ring of flowers she had around her head now lopsided. She shivered pleasurably as he licked her clean, his strokes long and slow as he lavished her quivering womanhood with his attentions, catching every last drop of her sweet juices.

     Finally, Hades raised his head to look down at her. She looked so lovely, the blush of pleasure on her cheeks and the half-lidded eyes, her nipples hardened, her chest rising and falling slowly.
Mmm
. He reached out with one hand to gently rub and tweak a nipple, causing her to wiggle around. The binds around her legs lapped at her inner thighs with their 'tongues', and he caught her gaze.

     He rose to his feet before starting to turn away.

     “Wait... are you
leaving
?” she asked. She even sounded scared at the thought of being left alone in this dark place without him.

     “No. I am just doing this...” With a half-smile, he undid his belt, letting it drop to the floor. His chiton came next, slid over his head and revealing a well-sculpted chest. Oh. This was
nice
. Kora definitely approved. Not skinny like Hermes or overly muscled like Ares, even though he was rather tall... what would these arms feel like around her? Was he the kind of man who would hold her? He stood there for a moment, letting her examine the upper half of his body.

     Even though her interactions with men had been severely limited by her mother, she had no doubt that Hades was an excellent male specimen. She noticed for the first time that his hair had a slight wave to it, and she couldn't help but think that the circle-beard Hades had chosen for his face had been a very wise choice. It displayed his angled jawline and...

     Oh, wait. I'm in the Underworld, bound by Hades's dark powers and laying here naked after being kidnapped by him, and here I am admiring him...
Kora mentally scolded herself, but this scolding quickly stopped when he let his loincloth drop.
Ah! Is it possible for a girl to be so excited at the sight of male passion?
She had climaxed only a couple of minutes ago, and already she felt heat surge anew within her core, more intense than before.

     “Like what you see?” he asked. Was it just her imagination, or did she hear a hint of nervousness in his voice? He stared back at her evenly, and she would have been surprised to know that this was the first time he had ever been fully nude in front of someone else, even his former lovers.

     Kora shivered as she took in the finely-ridged muscles of his stomach. Honestly, Hades wasn't at all... hard on the eyes. Hard in her sight was a far more appropriate phrase for what she was seeing. Just below his navel a few black hairs trailed down, widening just before it connected with his pubic thatch. She knew it was called a treasure trail – she had overheard the nymphs titter about it before– and if Hades was the Lord of Wealth, he was rich, indeed. His 'treasure' was long and thick, smooth but for a few veins, the foreskin pulled back partially to show his swollen crown. Below that was his sac, which looked to her heavy with his essence. And his legs – what she could see of them from her position were long and powerful. Despite his nakedness, she noted that she didn't feel as afraid as she supposed she should be at the situation. Maybe it was from the pleasure he had just given her. She supposed she would figure it out later, right now she was simply enjoying herself too much...

     Distantly, she was aware of the fact that more tentacles snaked up her body, massaging her back, sides, and chest. She caught Hades's intent and pleased gaze.
Wait a minute...

     “Hades?” she whispered. His eyes focused to meet hers.

     “Yes?”

     “These...” She motioned to the shadows the best she could, “Do you feel me through them?”

     She saw a flicker of surprise in his eyes before he smiled faintly in appreciation. “Indeed I do. Right now, I am aware of your body...
all
of it...” the shadows slithered along her body, and though odd, she couldn't call it unpleasant, “and anything else that I manipulate my shadows to handle.”

     “It must be an interesting Gift.”

     “And an enjoyable one.”

     “I can tell,” she replied dryly. He laughed before sitting down next to her, directing two of the tendrils to spiral along her breasts and squeeze them gently as they teased the nipples. Another tendril was now sliding up and down her slick opening, and she watched him stroke himself lightly. The mere sight of the Lord of the Dead manipulating himself while he was pleasuring her was almost
too
enjoyable.