Somehow, Leonidas could tell what she meant.
She did not just mean on the water, but for everything else, it was a test.
A test of trust.
Follow me wherever I go, let go with me.
He got closer and when he was close enough, she said, "Take off your shoes, they do not like it, and the jacket and sweater, it is a bit hot here."
He did not know what 'they' meant, but he obeyed, ignoring the thought that he had never been seen shirtless by anyone except Loukas in years and did as she asked.
When he stood, and reached out for her hands, electricity jolted through his skin and he felt numb until she pulled him in.
Hades could swear he raised her right, at least, in the mortal way, she was right enough.So she did not like gowns very much, had zero respect for the gods, spoke to creatures the gods had sent into exile, knew some secrets that no mortal should possess.Hades knew he was better than most.From the stories he had heard from souls that came in and out of his presence, he knew that mortal parents were mostly horrible at their jobs, filled with regret about the things they did and did not do, and always wished they could go back.Of course, Hades knew he could never let them return but it did not mean he did not like to hear their stories, for you see, that was one thing that kept him sane when Persephone was gone.Stories.Yes, he knew the story that circulated around his wife and himself but he could never care less about what they thought or said.&nb
Leonidas stared at his friend as the male got another tattoo on his back, the red panther tattoo being his neck being the only red thing in the sea of black creatures and words.The man doing the tattoo, a Dionysus Familia, by the name of Stratos, a friend of Loukas made him felt a bit uncomfortable because of his way of speaking and numerous rings on his nose but there was nothing he could tell Loukas to change the male's mind on him.Leonidas felt his eyes stray again to the red tattoo on Loukas' back, a little bit of jealousy filling him.Of course, he can flaunt his body and abs while I cannot for fear for losing my own head.As he saw the male stop and the needle being lifted off Loukas' skin, he felt himself heave a sigh of relief, the turmoil in his head taking a break.Loukas sighed, standing up and flexing his shoulder, the new phoenix bird tattoo on his back very wide a
"Welcome to Castle Diamandis, Lord Aetos."Charilaus Diamandis had a stern look on his face, but he was deliriously handsome, if one looked for the type that had a gaze that could burn you up in seconds and there was a man next to him, a Hermes Familia Leonidas suspected by the way he kept his head bHe also noticed immediately that Persephone's Mother was supposed to be at his side, where wasHis Father removed his cloak and said in his regal voice that Leonidas only heard during meetings like this one. "I am honoured to be h"Please, followThe man walked ahead, the other male following behind as Leonidas looked around, staring at the empty walls that held no painting and
It felt extremely uncomfortable.Uncomfortable in a way that confused him because he knew that some hours ago, he did not have any problem riding to the great beyond or any beyond with his Father but now...His heart thumped and his hands were sweaty, his hair stuck to his face and he kept tapping his hands on his crossed legs, but away from his Father's eyes to avoid any scrutiny.Their ride was quiet, but not the sort of quiet they had left in, the quiet that was pregnant with words that should be said before the moment passed.And thankfully, Leonidas was not the one who had to give birth."Did you talk to her?" Dimitris' voice was in low as he spoke, his eyes on his son who looked up at him with confusion before sitting up."Yes." Leonidas said, the memory striking something in his guts that made him gulp in and say, "I did not see her Mother."&nb
Stupid.He tore the scroll and set it in the small bin next to his dressing table, taking another scroll and raising the quill to it then letting out a small groan and resting his head on the table.What could he write?She had not specified, she had not told him. Even the idea that she had done so to him as a test to see if he was smart enough to spark her interest or to fail her and await possible punishment made him want to bang his head on the table but he did not.A headache would prevent him from writing any sensible thing."Leonidas!"The handsome male was back at his door, banging louder then before and
"Leonidas, honey."The curly haired boy raised his head from the sand, his face in a pout as tears filled his eyes. "Mommy."A blonde haired woman walked to her son as she glared at the other boy next to him. "Loukas, what did you do?"Loukas, the other boy with sandy brown hair and seafoam green eyes stared at her with pure defiance in his eyes as he stated simply, "I destroyed his sandcastle."Calista's eyes flamed up immediately as she opened her mouth, possibly to yell his head off as the boy in her arms shook his head, using the back of his hands to wipe his tears. "Don't get mad at him, I'd make another one."The woman looked at her son who was now smiling at her in all his baby cuteness, showing his missing tooth. "Are you sure?""Yes." He nodded now, turning to his friend, "You destroyed it because it wasn't good enough, yes?"It
"Are you even listening?"Leonidas stopped drumming his finger on the table as he looked at his best friend. "Hmm?"Loukas sighed, dropping the pencil on the scroll he was sketching on and crossed his arms. "I quit."Leonidas' eyes widened. "You cannot quit.""Try to keep up amor. I just did.""You-" Leonidas stared at his friends smug smile, his breath hitching until he finally blurted out, "You will be alone at the house and you know it. For hours without end and I know how much you -""Enough." Loukas had a frown on his face as he glared at his friend, "So yes, I do not like being alone very much but I doubt the difference when you are not here.""I am-""Your subconscious then," Loukas replied with an eye roll. "And for gods sake, this place is beginning to have unbearable heat.""We are under
Readers can skip this chapter if they are uncomfortable with sexual scenes, bdsm roleplay or gratification of any kind. Skipping does not prevent you from missing any important part of the story.~As Leonidas walked behind her, her silk blue robe flowing with the wind, all he could think of was the fact that he looked like a kicked puppy following his owner to it's doom.He could not help but think about what she could possibly do to him.Hit him?Make him stand in a corner?He did not know, he had never done anything like this before.His nerves began to do their giddy play with him and his fingers demanded for a surface to drum on though he ended up wrapping his arm around his body and biting his lips hard so as not to shake too much.She cornered into a stall, perhaps in a more definitive way, a stable as he stood