snippet for sunday

(unbeta'd inspired by a convo with acequeenking  because i love inducing suffering)
(this is uhhhhhh looks down at notes post-outro? yes. i think its then)

untitled
rated: t for tears
warnings: dub-con sexual encounter is referenced but not enacted? it's doesn't count #true dub-con but just in case

this is not her body upon his sheets-- he remembers her pulling him down upon her on the rich dark earth, he offers her his chiton and she laughs saying "i want nothing between us or our kingdom
her eyes-- she's given him many looks; spite, love, hatred, but not fear. never eyes filled with fear
her scent-- she smells of life, and of the sun, and of the rich soil freshly tilled. This woman smells of death.
Hades brushes a tear from this woman--this not-Persephone-- face. Looks upon eyes filled with fear but determined to endure. He knows what it is like to endure.
He doesn't want this.
He never wanted this.
He rolls off of her, slowly buttoning his shirt-- stars above, he didn't even give her the dignity of taking off his clothes. Just dragging her to his bed as if he was one of his brothers. Interested in solely rutting anyone who breathes in their direction.
A soft shuffle. "Mister--I mean, my lord--," she starts.
He lets out a sigh, long and low, and turns back to her. "I've made a horrible mistake, and I think you have too."