Somewhere Only We Know

[Hades Styx]

That was a very good question. It made Hades think, and he did not know why he would even think about that. If she stood in his way, he did not know what he would do. Hades closed his onyx eyes for a moment, and he wondered if he would ever kill Etoile. He did not think he would because he was in love with her. Hades shook his head, "I think you know why I have not killed you yet. One of the things I want is you, so it would be conflict of interests. Regardless, my desires for you are greater than anything else." Hades looked down as she traced her nails up his arm, and wondered what she was doing, but he did not shrug her touch away. He thought about seeing what his inner darkness wanted, but it was obvious that when he had gone down for that month away from Etoile, that it did not want her dead. The inner darkness was what he was when he was not trying to keep himself under control, and it came out when he went in for a kill. It used to come out when he was bleeding, but Hades had regained so much control, it was as if sometimes the being was begging for a kill, but it was just the true being beneath, where his anger was sourced, and where his most intense feelings were hidden. It had surfaced around Etoile for one moment in her life, when she had sparked his anger out, and he had knocked over the dresser, bringing out his anger more than anything. Where his skin would pale, and his eyes were just frightening to look into. There was nothing like seeing Hades in that state of mind, and he did not want to see Etoile when he was in that state because there was no telling what he would do to her. Hades remembered that night too well, when he had won the bet to get her to agree to perform the Vow with him. Back when he was fighting her hatred with his attitude of his own. There was obviously more than she had thought and how he was then and how he was now was different, but he was still the same being. Hades was just not fighting so hard against her hatred as it had faltered somehow too. And then she said that she should pay for the wands herself, but then she asked for her original wand back. Hades thought that she might not remember that he had snapped the wand and thrown it at her a while back. Well, now was a good time to tell her than any. Hades stated, "That would be impossible, because I misplaced both of the pieces. That is why I would want to pay for the wand that I broke." He did not mind actually paying for anything for her, but he thought that she might get a little frustrated that he had done that. But then again he liked it when she was frustrated so there was nothing to hide on that thought. Hades enjoyed being an ass to her every once and a while. Etoile meant a lot to him, and Hades wondered what was going through her mind. Hades would give anything in the world to have the power to read minds so that he could invade hers and know every little think she thought, and every little thing she wanted and who she was. Hades was so obsessed, it was ridiculous, and he was going to keep her with him, even if she decided that she was not going to be happy here, that was just too bad because Hades was not going to let her get away from him that easily. Hades would have gladly played cat and mouse again, however he might not need to anymore, and risk her attempting to kill him. Again. When she said that he meant so much more to her than the others did, Hades was so taken off guard, he did not know what to say. This was so unexpected, wanted, and desired. If he could take back the women he had been with and been with her, he would have. Have his older children have her as a mother. When she said that she would love to rip out their hearts, he uttered with obvious suggested tone in his voice, "Is that a wish, a wish that I very much may possibly grant." Hades would love to do such a thing, however to the object that did that to her. Her words saying that he deserved so much more than her, he did not believe it to be true. She deserved to be happy too, and he deserved to make her happy. She was the mother of his children, well, two of them, and he was in love with her, forever endowed to her, his mind always reaching out. There was something in her that was drawn to her, and he thought that he belonged with her. He did not believe it months ago, but he believed it now. He wanted no one but her. Hades simply shook his head, disagreeing with her, as there would be no point in arguing with her. She did not see the one that he was in love with in his eyes. Instead, she only knew what she knew, and not what he knew.

"No human is perfect. However, you are what I need, what I want. Leave it at that, because you do not see what I see," Hades concluded that subject because she did not look into his eyes. She did not know what was going on his mind, why he was so attracted to her. He needed her to know that she was a good person and deserved to be happy with her life. She needed to learn that she was a decent human, better than decent as she was a pure-blood and a Death Eater. She was better than decent. Soon she would be a killer like him, if she was not already. Killing muggles, mudbloods and blood traitors alike. Sounded like so much fun to Hades, but that was not what was going through his mind right now. The fact that Etoile loved his gift to her, and that they were in the bedroom, there were suggestive thoughts going to his mind right now. She seemed almost shocked that he had gotten her something so small, yet was said so much. Hades shrugged lightly and he did not say too much on the subject, but she seemed happy about the necklace and that was all that mattered to the Death Eater. Though soaked in his own blood, she seemed to adore it it and lick up the blood. It was hot, to say the least. The silver looked almost red, because of the blood, but he did not mind. Hades smirked, "And that is just the beginning." He gestured toward the necklace to tell her that he was going to be giving her more in the future. He had kissed her, enough to make her forget about everything else, however that was not the end. When he had told her that he did in face feel love for her, and he did not expect to hear those feelings said in return to him, instead he was going to make it harder on her to see what her heart wanted, he paid special mind to the emotions across her face and in her silvery green eyes. The tone in her voice stating that he had said it had him wondering how she felt, but he was not going to rush anything. He might think that she may feel for him too, but he did not know to what extent. Soon he would find out though, but he had time to waste and to wait. He had twins to take care of as well as his new lover. Before he could inquire to what she felt like doing to pass the time, Etoile had grabbed hold of his collar and jerked him down to kiss him with such passion, he was sure that there was more to it than lust. There was so much more, he did not know what to really think about it, so he allowed his instincts to take over, and just kiss her in return with equal passion. The hunger of lust was taking over obviously. Next thing he knew, he felt her strength push him back against the wall, luckily not against the desk that was in the room. She was doing a good job at taking him off guard, which was high successful. Her legs wrapped around his torso, and he hissed in pleasure, "Oh this is how you are going to play, so be it." His hand drifted down her spine, before he grabbed her rear to help hold her in her place, as his strength would hold out longer than hers. She was being forceful with him, and he had never been so turned on by this in his life. It was an erotic feeling, having his woman have her way with him, but how long would he allow her to be dominant? Luckily for her, he was holding her in place with his own hand, the one that was uninjured, and she started to drink away from his hand. It was her fix for the night, and the slice he had made was small, so it would not bleed for too long. Her nails went into his back, and he could swear that there was some pain involved but it only drove him further, as the fiery kiss continued on. However she had touched the collar bone, and he let out a soft moan because that was his ultimate weakness of seduction. Nothing could get him in the mood quicker than that. Hades moved the two of them so that way it was her back against the wall, holding her up as he thought that him having a shirt on was just too much. Using both of his hands, he ripped it off as he started to tug down at the dress, attempting to get it off as quick as possible. Hades could barely stand to be up right now, she was taking him down. His kissed her neck, and thought that standing was just too overrated. He took Etoile down to the floor in front of the fireplace, as it dimmed even more. Hades could see Etoile perfectly, and he smirked down as he removed her dress and running his hand over her bare skin, loving the feel of the softness beneath his hand before he captured her lips with his own. Clothing aside, just the bare minimal, and Hades used accio for the dagger, and he murmured heatedly, "Let's have some fun." Pressing his body against hers, controlled by mere lust, the two beings would continue on to make a beautiful event happen where they would unite into one being.


Into the next morning somehow the two ended up on the bed, under the black covers. Hades was exhausted yet there was more to it than that. The floor had left marks, and well, needless to say that the events continued even after moving to the bed. Seemed like hours before they had stopped and allowed their fully satisfied bodies were rested. Hades had opened his eyes to see that he was laying with Etoile, his arm wrapped around her for protection. Hades wondered how that happened or if it had, it had to have been during his sleep. Hades slowly leaned up and he looked around his bedroom to see the damage that had been done. The fireplace lit up even more, giving the room a yellowing glow. That was what was really helping right now with his eyesight. He needed to see what happened last night, and there appeared to be some blood stains on the floor, and he looked down at his body, as he sat up and allowed the black covers to slip from his scratched skin, giving his white skin a reddish tone to it from the blood that attempted to escape last night, and some scratches had already healed. Last night was incredible, and he saw what remained of his shirt over in the floor, and then his pants. No wonder he did not feel comfortable right now, he was not even dressed. He never felt comfortable sleeping in the nude, even if the woman he was with was Etoile. Hades wanted to wake up Etoile but she seemed to be sleeping soundly, and he did not want to wake her up anytime soon. And they had the house to themselves. His daughter Vritra was with Draegan's daughter, while Hades was going to be training Etoile. Instead of training her to be a Death Eater, he was getting her into bed with him and training her to be an acrobatic in the sheets. He could not complain about that at all, because it was pleasing him. No woman had ever satisfied Hades like Etoile had satisfied him. She was the most amazing person, her body melted to his during their nights, and everything felt just right. Was this because she was a great lay or was it more than that? Perhaps there was so much more than that. He looked down at the Dark Mark branded onto his skin, and knew that the same fate would be her own, and they would be matching. Hades could not wait for the day to come, and he wondered briefly what time it was. Normally, he did not sleep that much, but it seemed like he had been asleep for nearly eight hours which was more than enough for the Death Eater. Hades slowly got up from the bed, and he put on some clean undergarments as well as a pair of jeans, but he did not want to put on a shirt just yet. He looked at what he could on his back to see the marks that his lover had left for him. Oh she could be extremely vicious when she wanted to be. One thing that he did not want out of this was for her to be pregnant, and he never used protection. Hades knew from experience that it was very heard to knock her up, so he would not have to worry too much over that. Once the twins were older, then he would start to work on his other seven more children that he wanted from her. It was a cruel price to pay, but it was for herself and him. They were going to be blessed with a large family, full of purebloods and raised like a family. It was everything that he had ever wanted. That and to have a beautiful woman at his side, and that was already taken care of.

Casting his stare over to her sleeping body, Hades knew that there was so much more going on as he saw her chest rise and fall under the covers. Hades smirked lightly, and even the inner being within appeared to be satisfied with whom he had chosen. Finally, he could see her and him, uniting under the forces of darkness and becoming a legend in Russia, perhaps in the surrounding area as the force of evil that drove the cities wild. The two Death Eaters that slaughtered and maimed others without so much as picking up a wand. Could an evil like him love someone so much, with so much passion that he was willing to do anything it took to keep her here with him. No matter what. Hades went back over to the bed, and he sank down beneath the sheets, and he looked over her sleeping form, her mass of dark hair and her lashes that just matched her hair with perfect. Her skin was unblemished, and wondered how could someone like her possess such an attitude, a strong sense for lust and give out some of the best sex that anyone could have experienced before. She was more than a great lay, her hear was in the right place, and her mind was begging to be heard. Hades softly brushed his fingers over Etoile's hair, pushing her head behind of her ear so that he could see more of her, and he laid back down in the sheets, debating on returning back to his position in the bed, with his arm wrapped around her and cuddling with her as she slept. Perhaps she would wake soon, even though he did not know what they would talk about once she did wake up. Would she want to remember what happened last night, everything that was said, the good and the bad? Hades put his head onto his hand, supporting the upper half of his body as he stared down at Etoile and watched her sleep. It was a creepy move, but there was nothing more creepy about having Hades obsess over someone so much that he ended up falling in love, and wanted to make her his from now for all of eternity. There was so much more to his desire for Etoile, and he thought that maybe she would be able to feel more for him, if she knew more about him. That was definitely happen seeing as he was a complete mystery. Hades leaned down and applied his lips to her bare shoulder, as he wrapped his other arm around her. Maybe he could ask her to share his bedroom once she was awake. He wanted someone in here with him. He did not remember ever becoming so serious with someone that they shared a bedroom. This was his favorite sanctuary, where his private thoughts were kept, and some pictures of him while in school and everything were safely hidden from others as well. Hades whispered, "Etoile, wake up, Little Star." He wanted to share himself with her, make her know everything there was about him that there was to know, but he wanted to make sure that she was ready to share his room with her. The room was large, as was the bed. It was so much larger than her own bedroom, and it lacked any source of light other than the fireplace and the candles. Would she consider moving everything she had into his bedroom, while they were alone today? Or would she want to ravish him even more. Hades was fine with either, and as long as she did not attempt to run away, he would be fine with whatever she wanted to do. Hades could see himself spending the rest of his life with Etoile, and she kind of had no other choice but to choose him or be alone. That was a comforting thought as no one really wanted to be alone. And she had said it herself that he had meant more to her than any of those other men. Hades was smirking in pride because he had possibly broken down a few more walls. 'Just a few more to go.' Hades whispered, "I have something important to ask you, if you want to wake up." Quite a few things actually but he was not going to pressure her into waking up.​

 

[Etoile Lefevre]

Last had been so perfect. Etoile could never have asked for a better night because she had never remembered feeling as good as she did last night while she was with Hades. Never would she have expected such a wonderful night to come from her being with Hades either. It was not something she expected to happen between them because she was used to animosity and hatred between them that was mostly on her part because he had been trying to get closer to her while she kept pushing him away with all the violence she could muster in her being. Pain, pure lust, and torture normally was what went down when they were in bed together but it had changed last night. There was not a single harmful thing about it. Of course there was blood and their usual roughness, but that was to be expected because it was one of the many things that got them going when they were in the mood. But there was actually passion and romance between them last night. It was an amazing feeling and Etoile could only guess that the passion and feelings behind it all last night was what made them last a long longer then usual. Hades was in love with her and Etoile even heard him admit to her. It drove something soft but powerful within her because whether or not anyone else believed it, the feeling of knowing someone loved you, and needed you was something that brought such a powerful feeling to the heart. After all those years and months of shielding herself from ever feeling something for someone made her forget how lovely it felt to be cared about by someone other than the figment of her mother that she refused to let go of. The feeling alone was enough to make Etoile feel like she was protected and that she didn't have to be alone anymore. At least that was the way she felt like night while she and Hades made love to one another. Easily she could remember her pinning him against the wall and wrapping her legs around him as she let passion take over her. He had been holding her her up as she practically ravished him right then and there. It seemed like time had flown because he had his shirt ripped off and he was going for her dress too. Next thing she knew he had placed her down in front of the fireplace and it was honestly like one of those scenes out of a romance novel. Only more rough and bloody. Every girl must have dreamed about having a romantic encounter in front of a fireplace like that. Hell even Etoile had thoughts of how romantic would be as a young teenager. Back then she only had silly notions of boys though. But there she had been last night, underneath Hades and kissing him so feverishly that one might think the world was going to end tomorrow and she was making her last moments on earth count for all it was worth. Etoile remembered whispering something to him but she couldn't remember what it was. She suspected that it had something to do with her staying with him for the night. Which even if she hadn't told him she probably would have done anyways because they refused to cease in their moment of passion for very long. They barely even moved a few feet from the fireplace before they were at it once again. It took a bit of time but they got to the bed and it even continued from there. It just seemed like every time they looked at one another something sparked within them and that passion returned. Etoile wanted to run from her feelings. She wanted to run from this so called love she thought she was feeling. Before Hades had her completely within his grasps and she became so weak. The sound of someone shifting in the bed beside her pulled Etoile was her thoughtful slumber. But not enough to keep her awake for more than a couple of seconds. Etoile was fighting between dreamland and reality right now. Her heart longed for Hades but her brain still told her to watch herself, not to fall into his trap. But oh how she wanted to kiss and hold him. Would he stop her if she ran from him.

Nearly falling back into her dreamless slumber, she noticed that she felt the absence of Hades warm arms being around her like they had been throughout the night. Etoile remembered moments after they had finished their night of passion due to exhaustion that Etoile had given Hades one last passionate kiss before she turned to her side and fell asleep laying against him, sometime within the night she remembered waking up to feel that he was cuddling and embracing her within his sleep. It kept her warm and she sort of missed that right now. But she wasn't alone in the massive bed for long because moments after she started to drift asleep again she felt the bad shift again and she knew Hades was returning to his position underneath the covers. Etoile was still practically asleep so she couldn't tell if this was a dream or if she was just thinking it up. Wet lips place themselves on her shoulder and within her dream Etoile shuddered, but her sleeping form remained completely still, oblivious to the arm that was wrapped around her. But then a voice whispered within her ear and Etoile felt her body pulled from her dreamland and smacked into reality. All the touching and cuddling that she thought she had been dreaming was actually happening. Little star? Why would he call her such a name? But then he told her he had something important to ask her if she wanted to wake up and Etoile's eyelids fluttered open like little butterflies. He had something to ask her that was important? The word important made Etoile's stomach sink and she grew nervous. Already she knew it wasn't anything at all like a marriage proposal. But when Hades wanted something important she knew that it meant that it was going to require serious thought and emotional issues for her. Already she was tempted to break free from his arms and run into the shower where she would hide away for a few hours. But the side of her that loved him was stronger and forced her to say. Tiredly Etoile yawned before she shifted a little so her body could completely face Hades. Her lips curled into the faintest smile ever but it was there. Her face leaned forward and she softly kissed his collarbone. "You ruined a really dream." Etoile replied tiredly, her voice sounding so calm and soft. She was so tired and by the look in her eyes it was easy to see that she was not the biggest morning person in the world. Hades bed was very large and comfortable and she was almost afraid to move. Her body did already feel kind of sore but she knew she did need to get some clothing on and shower. Or maybe her and Hades could make love again, or have some breakfast. Etoile did not know. Her fingers absently played with the necklace with her fingers and she leaned over to bury her face into the crook of his neck for a moment. Etoile wanted to tell him how amazing last night was, how she loved him, how she was really sore right now, how he smelled so f*cking good. "Good morning...I think." Etoile whispered against his neck. It was dark within the room and there was only a bit of fire shining through. It was hard to tell what time it was so she only guessed. Whatever time it was Etoile didn't really want to do much other than this. But at the same time, she was really scared. Letting down those walls she had spent so much time putting up was just so hard and Etoile did't think that the closer Hades got, the more scared she got. Sure they were dating now and such, but Etoile didn't know if she was ready to completely let down those walls. Wiggling a little but Etoile tried to pull herself away from Hades and the bed. "I think...I should go." Etoile responded softly, her fingers tucking some hair behind her hair. Etoile was unsure whether Hades would let her go or if he was going to continue and pick at her walls. Hw was so stubborn and persistent with it.​

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[Hades Styx]

Not wanting to think about what happened last night, Hades thought that if he did, he would want to take her more and more, and he was sure that she did not want to have another round of heated sex when she just woke up. As a man, he could go anytime, anywhere. Though even Hades had his standards, and preferred his own home over anything else. Last night, though he thought that it was by far their best because not only did they know what to do to another, but there was more emotion into it as well. Perhaps this love thing won't be so bad. It obviously had a lot of goodness to it, and really hot affection that came with it. He could get used to this, however he wondered if Etoile would ever want to actually fall in love with him. He hoped that she would, if she was not already. When she seemed to have woken up, Hades peered down at her with his onyx eyes, searching her expression even though she seemed disappointed that he had ruined a good dream. That was not a bit of her concern, because dreams were that, dreams. He did not know because he never had dreams. Well, if he did, he did not ever remember them. All he knew that was in his sleep, he heard people, but that was about it. Never anything else, no persons he dreamed about, no pictures he could recall on. It was just empty blackness. He wished that he knew what it was like to dream but then again, it was just a better version of reality and it was temporary, from what he had heard from others. Hades shrugged and he murmured, "Perhaps you should share the dream with someone who doesn't." Hades did not really want to know what she was dreaming about. Could be about something he did not like and then ruin his mood and morning. Then again, it could be something he could figure out what it meant, and it could be good for him too. He did not want her to share if she did not want to though. He did not think that she would anyway. It had taken him this long to get her to be with him willingly, so he was not wanting to lose sight of that anytime soon. Having her as his lover meant everything in the world to him, that they were officially a couple. However he did not even consult with his children over it. Vritra would not mind of course but there was always the older ones to consider. And the younger ones could just grow up thinking Etoile was their mother, and that would solve everything in the world. Hades would be cruel enough to think that at least. Hades wondered what Etoile's next move would be, whether she would stay in the bed with him, or if she would run to her room and hide, trying to build those walls up again however he was not willing to let her get away with that. He did not think that he would let her leave the bed for that matter. Hades would fight long and hard to keep her with him, as he should because of the love he felt for the younger Death Eater. He lightly kissed her head before he stroked her cheek with his hand. She was just too precious in the morning, but he knew better. She could rip a head off without so much of a second thought. He knew how vicious she could be that just turned him on to enjoying her more and more. She told him good morning, and that she thought it was morning. To be honest, he did not know if it was morning or not. There was not a clock in the house, well, at least none in the room. He did not know and he did not feel like getting up from the bed to go check either. Even if he too was curious to see how long the woman had kept him asleep with her. Could have been a few hours, or more than twelve. He was certain that last night had lasted longer than an hour if not a few. As they had ended up in the bed and not remained on the floor. His black sheets were stained with blood, and there was no telling it unless there was light in the room. There was not much light, but that was the way the Death Eater preferred it to be.

Then he thought that she would try to wiggle out of the sheets, and try to go from the bed. However, Hades did not want that to happen. Thus, he was going to use the fact that he was much stronger than she to keep her where he wanted her. Hades wrapped his arm around her and just pulled her closer to him, and he smirked as he murmured, "I don't think so, not yet anyway." Hades had not asked her the most important question just yet. They were dating now, but he wanted things to go faster, and wanted this, her presence in his bed, to not only be a one time thing, but all the time, always. Whenever they would share beds, and share nights, he wanted it in his one room. Hades was not giving up what he had worked on for the past few years. He was getting closer and closer, and he finally seeing the darkness and flames at the end of the tunnel. He was going to have her, one way or another, but there was more to it, like something within him was stirring, however Hades did not have time to deal with what he truly wanted, and what his other side wanted right now. He needed to focus on the matter at hand right now. And that was getting Etoile to stay in the bed right now, and listen to his proposal. Hades moved himself so that he was hovering over her and his onyx eyes looked down at her silvery green eyes. He murmured, "I know you enjoy my bed, and everything that comes with it. This is what I want to ask you, is to move all your things into my room. I'll still give you privacy, and perhaps we could have some more alone time while at it, for training and other activities." Hades wondered if that would spark her interest, but he felt that there was a part of him that getting tired of the walls, and wanting her to just submit, by whatever cost. However that was not the part that was in control. Hades looked down at her body, and though she needed to get some clothing on, he did not mind the fact that she was like she was. And the fact that she was beneath him too was something that made him want to ravish her even more. To taste her flesh in his mouth, whatever be the case. Hades was honestly surprised that the twins were behaving right now as well, however he was glad that they were being quiet for their parents. The pureblooded twins were going to be growing up in a rather active household. That is, once he got Etoile pregnant again, but he did not want to have that done anytime soon. He did not think that Etoile would disagree with that too. But he was wondering what it would take to have her spend eternity with him, of her choosing. With them just dating, anything could break them apart, but then he remembered, if he did not want to be broken apart with her, he would just force her to stay here. It was not something that he had not done before. Keeping her here seemed like an easy task, but now, she seemed to like it so much it was her home, and that was what he was going for. Hades wanted to ravish her, but he held himself at bay as he lowered himself back onto the bed, and hold Etoile in place, against him as he waited for her answer. Oh having her against clothing against his skin was enough to make any man wild, however the animal Hades could be was being held at bay, uneasily. Hades did not think that she would be going anywhere soon because he was not going to let her. He had come this close, he was not going to let her wiggle her way out of this. Hades purred, "I know, deep down you want to fight and get away, but save yourself the ache because I refuse to let you go anywhere. I finally have you as something more than just a prisoner, but a...I guess girlfriend is the term. So, those walls are coming down." Hades did not know how she would react about that, but he thought that once those walls are down, she would be all his. Mind, heart and soul, just what he wanted.​

 

[Etoile Lefevre]

Etoile stared down at the sheets for a moment as she fell into a deep thought. So Hades couldn't dream? Or did he not want to dream? Maybe he forgot all of his dreams before he woke up? There had been times when Etoile couldn't remember hers either. But most of the time she remembered them down to the very last detail. Her dreams were much better than reality had been to her in a long time, it was sad to once think that her life tended to fall apart outside of her dreams but inside they were so perfect. Things seemed to be slowly changing for her. Well in a way. Her head had been so jumbled lately with all that has been going on. "You don't dream? You're missing out." Etoile shrugged her shoulders and removed her eyes from the sheet and stared ta Hades. Should she tell him what her dream was about? It would be a long story and he would probably get bored until the end so she figured that it wouldn't be worth it to tell him anything. Etoile was still getting used to Hades being her boyfriend and she knew guys didn't like overly clingy girls who never shut up, issue was Etoile barely got intimate with him at all and she wondered if that bothered him. Was he ever bothered by her lack of feelings towards him? There was some there but Etoile was doing the best she could to keep them hidden because she wasn't sure if she wanted to fall in love. Well her heart wanted to, her heart was all over the idea of Hades. So why wouldn't her head just play along? He wanted her to share her dream with him though. He probably wouldn't care to listen to it though so why bother him with the tale? She never was and never would be one of those girls that talked her boyfriend's ear off. Did Hades even like listening to her talk the small amount that she did do him anyways? There was so much she wanted to ask him, that she needed to ask him before her walls built themselves up but she was worried. "You probably wouldn't be interested in hearing." Etoile remarked as she adjusted her body and rested her head against the fluffy pillow, her gaze moved from Hades to look elsewhere. She felt bad whenever she looked at him and treated him like she did. Her heart threw tantrums and always demanded that she follow what her heart was telling her to do. Love was so confusing and weird, she didn't know what to do half the time. Fall in love or run. Well run as much as she could with the situation. Etoile turned her gaze right back to him though when lightly kissed her head before he stroked her cheek with his hand. It was hard not to fall for that because it was sweet but not mushy. It was very much something she could imagine Hades doing. Etoile's softy hand went up and rested on Hades and she debated whether she wanted him to stop or not, she liked the feeling so in the end she gave in and let her fingers trail down his hand before she sighed and her fingers latched themselves onto the rest of the hand that was resting on her face. Even his hands were so much larger than her own. Instead of walling herself up just then she remained against Hades and fighting her head for all that it was worth. Hades deserved the chance to see what her heart felt and not what her mind thought. Eventually she lifted the hand that he had on her face and pulled it closer so she could place a chaste kiss on the palm of his hand. When she removed her lips from his palm released his hand and rested hers back under the warm covers. It was still so cold within the room. "How are you feeling?" Etoile asked tiredly, her eyes fluttered as she fought sleep and trying to stay awake. Since Hades was warm and his bed was so damn comfortable she knew it was a matter of time before she drifted back asleep if something did not wake her up soon. Etoile asked how he was feeling because she couldn't think of much else to say if she wanted to avoid the topic of asking him about all that had gone on last night. Was he sore like she was? Did he feel like his heart was fluttering with little butterflies. There was so much they needed to talk about but she was so afraid, it was a good thing Hades could not read her mind. He would know too much and then she would never hear the end of it. If her mother had known about this she would already been planning their damned wedding. It seemed like everyone but her really wanted her to fall in love.

Etoile tried to heard to get out of bed and go back to her room so she could get ready but it seemed that Hades wanted her to stay with him. His arm wrapped around her and she was pulled closet to him. Etoile huffed in frustration and snatched the sheets with her to recover herself. "Hades-come on, stop doing that!" Etoile shot him a look. He wanted her to stay but she didn't, well she did but at the same time she didn't. Wouldn't he at least let her put her clothes back on her something? Then Hades moved himself so he was hovering over her and Etoile wondered if he maybe wanted to make love again. Even if she was sore Etoile wouldn't complain too much about that, or would she. They needed to get up sometime. Her hands found their way to his shoulders and rested there. Their eyes met and Etoile had to resist the urge to smirk when he pointed out that she enjoyed his bed and all that comes with it. Because she did. this bed was a million more times comfortable then hers was and the fact that there was also someone in it that she could share it with. But then he asked her if she would move all her things into his bedroom and Etoile's eyes widened ever so slightly in shock. "Hades...." Wow that was moving very quickly and it made her grow nervous. Her feelings for Hades were new to her so she was trying to figure everything out. But this was the first time that it really hit that he was working on a new level than she was. A higher and deeper feeling. It scared her. Her hands left his shoulder and she bit her lip as her eyes forced themselves away. "I-...this is moving all too fast for me. You seem to know exactly what you want and how you feel and here I am still trying to figure all of this out. But I suppose if it's something you really want I can..." Etoile wasn't sure if it would be easy. Moving her things would be easy but being in the same room with something, sharing a bed, having someone to comfort her as she slept, to keep those nightmares away. Her fingers brushed some of her stay strands of hair away and she wanted to lean up and kiss him. Instead she writhed beneath him and tried to get herself more comfortable, even if she knew it would be setting him off a little. He could probably tell that she was scared or unnerved by this but Etoile was unsure if that mattered to him. He said he was in love but what did people in love do in these situations? Then Hades moved so he was back onto the bed and held her in place. She assumed that he had wanted an answer and she had given him one. But the next thing he said made Etoile look at him. He wanted those walls down so badly but Etoile grew frustrated. Enough to the point where she tore herself from Hades and moved so that she was straddling his body as he laid there. She had forgetting about the whole clothing business but she noticed that he had gotten pants on, why did he insist on making her suffer then? Her skinny fingers brushed her thing hair out of her face and it fell against her back. It probably looked like she intended to do something very sexual to Hades but instead she was just going to mess with him a little bit. "What makes you so sure that these walls even come down at all?" Etoile purred coyly as she leaned down and let her nimble fingers glide through his hair before they rested on the pillow, practically caging him to the mattress. Etoile's lips found his for a quick second, before they moved to his collarbone. His strongest weakness that she knew of. "I dare you to take down these walls Hades. And I promise I won't make it easy for you either." Etoile whispered into his ear, daring him to finish the most difficult job he has probably ever had to done before she kissed the tip of his ear and allowed her hands to felt up his toned body. Her lips attacked the skin around his neck, shoulder, and chest again until she sat up once again and flipped some of the hair out of her face. "I need to take a shower. I'll see you in a bit..." Etoile smirked before she lifted herself so that she was no longer straddling him and then crawled off the bed quickly so that he could not force her to stay on. A large shirt that she assumed was Hades since she always wore dresses, and threw it on over her thin body. It was like a dress to her right now anyways. Quickly she moved towards the door but then she paused, suddenly she got a good idea. "Unless...you'd like to join me?" Etoile offered as she leaned against the doorway, her silvery green eyes landed on him. She figured he wouldn't say no either after the little show she had given him moments ago.​

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[Hades Styx]

Etoile told Hades that he was missing out on the dreams, and he had yet to wonder, if he truly was missing out, or if she was just telling him that so he would ask her what it was about, or to just torture him in a way that he would never understand. The concept of dreaming was foreign to him and would always be, and there was nothing one could do to change that fact. If only there was, and then he would be in a much better shape than he was now. Always curious, always wondering how the human mind worked, especially that of Etoile's. Hers was a mystery, and if only he was a Legilimens so he could have a peek at what she truly thought instead of just reading her like he always did. Reading people was easy, but with his mind in the state it was, perhaps it was not always as accurate as it could have been otherwise. He adored his gift, but not when it came to times like these. "I don't know why people would want to dream, when they could make their darkest desires a reality if they just try." That was the thing. He wanted his darkest desires to come to a reality, and he made it happen. How else did Etoile come here and end up being next to him, and then in an Unbreakable Vow, where he forced her to be with him from now until the end of days. Hades looked down at Etoile, wondering what his lover could be thinking, and when that gift that his father had would ever come in handy, it would be now. Hades wanted Etoile to stop fighting, that was his deepest desires, and one way, he would make her stop fighting him, and stop fighting the darkness that craved to be complete perhaps with him. Hades narrowed his eyes as she answered, but then looked elsewhere. He did not know what would make her think that he would not be interested, or else he would not bothered to have asked. Instead, he figured that she just did not want to talk about it, and he shrugged, "I would be, but it seems like it is the one that had the dream that is not interested into letting another listen." As cryptic sounding as it was, he did not mind that she would not share. For all he knew, it could have been something that would have made him raise an eyebrow. Her hand lightly touched his hand and his smirk faded a bit, though the moment was small, he could tell that she was not fighting, but she was slowly giving in. That was what he wanted, and he would see fit that she would continue to submit. There was nothing he could do now that could harm her any worse than he had done before in the past. What he had done was take away her free will so she had no one to choose except him, and now, it seemed like she was choosing him at last. It was so much better than just dying out of pure stubbornness. Hades narrowed his eyes a bit before he felt her lips touch the palm of his hand, and he removed his hand from her grasp just as she did the same, and he placed it on his side, for just a moment at least. She was asked how he was feeling, and Hades had to think that one over. How was he feeling? He was feeling like he normally did, though with an added bonus of being slightly sore from the previous night, however that part would be obvious. He could see that Etoile was fighting sleep, and she would need a way to wake up fast, and he did not know of any way really, other than sex, and he did not think that he could get into the mood that fast, not with her being as half-asleep as she was acting right now. That was not a turn on for the Death Eater. Instead, he shrugged and answered, "Fine, about normal really." He was easy to wake up when he slept. He did not sleep much but when he did, it was like the sleeping dead, one could not wake him up and his breathing would be so slow, it would seem as though he would not be at all. It was something every Zhefarovich had within him or her. Hades felt like saying more, but he did not. He chose to remain silent because he could not detect if she was asking him more than just 'how he was feeling'. Or maybe she was. Hades did not think that she could be, but perhaps she did not want to talk about over what happened last night. He said the words that one Death Eater would have paid to hear him say, because it was not in his nature to say it first, or to even fall. Yet he had, and he did not fight it, but was working on turning the emotion into pure, unadulterated power.

"You don't want to leave, I can see it, so don't try to fight it now." Hades' voice was in a purr, one that was that same alluring tone that he naturally carried, and he smirked when she was below him, seeing as that was the normal position at times. He liked being in control, but what man didn't? He liked to be dominated as well, as seen from the previous night, but that was another story all together. She seemed to be frustrated, but did the Death Eater care? No he did not, not in the least bit, because he preferred things to be this way. However when his question was up in the air, he noticed that her eyes widened, just slightly but he could tell a difference. She said his name, but there was no answer, not just yet anyway. Why keep a man in waiting? Hades did not see it as a big deal, but for a woman, she might be thinking differently so it probably worked so much different for a woman even if he did not see it. Hades had asked her to officially be his, and then the moving into his bedroom. He knew that one day she would have said yes, but he did not know how he would do it either. Her hands on his shoulders, he waited for her answer, before he even knew it, she removed them and then she said that moving was all too fast, but then she seemed to agree to it. Of course he really wanted it. Hades could tell that she was still trying to figure it out, how she was feeling but what if she already knew, but did not want to say it, or just fight it? It might have been a war with her head and heart. If the head was not a factor, Hades would have everything he wanted. But it was not like he could just cut it out of the equation. "It is something I really want, but if you want, I can still provide you with privacy. After all, now you have a bedroom with a door." Hades looked toward his bedroom door that was opened just a crack, and he would let her get dressed and all without him watching, if she wanted. He did not mind that. He would hold her as she slept and he did not wish to, and everything that came with having a bedroom with a psychopath like Hades, even if she did not want to say it, she wanted to move in with him. Hades was sure that she was feeling like that. Well, from what he could gather anyway. However when she moved her body trying to get move comfortable, it was setting off a more provocative manner and position. Oh this was indeed interesting. Even if she was scared or unnerved, he would change that feeling once everything was settled into his bedroom and everything would be good to go. When he was laying down on his side, Etoile managed to tear away from him, and then she was straddling him, completely nude. He looked at her body before looking at her facial expression to see what exactly she was wanting to do. Was she trying to have Hades take her right then and there? It seemed like it did, and his lips curled into a devious smirk. Hades just continued to smirk even more when she said that statement rather coyly. Oh she was begging for him to take her now. Hades narrowed his eyes at her before she kissed him quickly, and found his weakness. He grimaced slightly, obviously fighting what he normally felt because she might be just distracting him from what he was truly after, and that was getting those stupid walls down. And then she dared him. Hades' eyes gleamed with a certain appeal, with maliciousness, as he could never pass up one of those. Hades murmured, "You have never made anything easy, except tricking you into that Vow. But challenge accepted." Hades was going to tear down those walls, and he knew, there were not many left to finish off. He had come this far, and he was not going to be giving up anytime soon. Even if it meant the end of him. She seemed to ravish him in every way, and he was fighting for as long as he possibly could, but then she said that she needed to go shower. Oh what the hell, why bother fighting? Hades sat up in the bed, to watch her crawl off and then asked him if he wanted to join her. He raised an eyebrow, before he thought that she was being serious. Huh, she was serious about that. After the taunting that she had given him, he needed to get something out of it. He shrugged as if he were bored before he got out of bed, however walking toward the door, he picked Etoile up over his shoulder, before he would take her in the shower. Though cleaning themselves up might not be all that they were going to do in there. Not after the little show she had put him through. It was torture, but they were going to do something new. Everyone wins.​

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