After Pluto snatches the marriage successfully

That night, they stayed in Enna.

The bed in the wooden house was very small, Hades hugged Narcissus, and they hugged each other to sleep.

However, even if they embrace tightly, their hearts are far away...

The next day, the two male gods woke up early and returned to the underworld.They have a tacit understanding with each other, not to mention the unhappiness at night, but never mentioning it does not mean that those unhappiness have not left traces.Even if the snow melts, there will be a puddle of water, how can they make the wind pass without a trace?

Since then, the relationship between the two male gods has become more unnatural.

They test each other and try to find the best balance within the acceptable range of both parties.

But how should love be balanced?

They can't.

After a few days, Hades' eyes became deeper and deeper.

Narcissus didn't say it, but he didn't miss the deep thought in Hades' eyes.

Examine, then contemplate.

What was Hades thinking?

On this day, Thanatos, the god of death, led all the soldiers of the underworld to practice, and Narcissus did not need to go to the training ground to teach archery.He didn't want to stay in the Temple of Hades either, so he sat in the garden of Elysee and soaked his feet in the winding stream.

Elysee flowers undefeated.Tumi climbed a lot more along the fence, with long vines hanging down and clusters of snow-like white flowers falling down.Narcissus doesn't like the scent of twigs, it reminds him of the malicious dream of Eros, he sits far away from the twig tree beside the red rose that Hades planted for him.The patch of red roses was in full bloom, like a mass of fire, burning wantonly under the sun.

The fragrance of roses was very strong, but Narcissus was not in a high mood, smelling the strong fragrance of flowers, he just felt depressed.

Theodore was having fun in the field of flowers, fluttering in a patch of rosemary, covered with blades of grass, topped with a lavender petal, and dyed himself a little dog with green and purple spots.Chasing the butterfly again, it rushed all the way from the rosemary field, with the stems wrapped around its front feet, running and rolling, and rushed to Narcissus' side.

Narcissus hugged it: "What's the matter, frizzy."

As he said, he lifted the puppy to his lap, let it lie down, and carefully removed the flowers and leaves from its body bit by bit.

Suddenly, a shadow was cast over his head. Narcissus raised his eyes and saw a male god who shouldn't be here.He was wearing a hat with wings on his head, his golden hair protruded restlessly from under the hat, and his blue eyes were full of willfulness.He is not like a god, but more like a wandering poet in the world, full of a relaxed atmosphere.

It is Hermes, the messenger of the gods.

Narcissus straightened up and talked to him as the queen of the underworld: "Mystic, the undead you are leading should not come directly to Elysee. You should take them to the plain of truth and accept the judgment of the judge of the underworld."

From Narcissus's point of view, Hermes' visit to the underworld could only be on business. Which god of the underworld could he have a private matter with?

However, Hermes shook his fingers and raised a sly smile: "Dear Narcissus, you don't need to worry, those undead have gone where they should go, and I came here specially to find you."

His reaction today was finally like Hermes in myths and legends.

Narcissus frowned, not accepting his enthusiasm: "Please call me Your Highness the Empress of the Underworld."

Hermes' green eyes deepened, he shrugged his shoulders, pretending to be relaxed: "Alright, alright, Your Highness the Empress of the Underworld, are you not at all curious about what I want from you?"

The little white dog rolled in the arms of its owner, stretched out its two front paws, and crawled towards Narcissus's skirt.Narcissus grabbed the disobedient dog's paw and said calmly, "I have nothing to do with God Envoy, what can you do with me?"

There is no intersection...

Hermes put his hands behind his back and clenched his fists.The voice was still calm and calm: "Hey, Your Highness, you are too narrow-minded, and the intersection can be established slowly. I like to meet different people through trading, and today I bring you some Do you want to think about it and make friends with me?"

make friends?

The beloved son of the king of gods, the favored messenger Hermes wants to make friends with the partner of Hades?

Narcissus rubbed Theodore's dog's head again, not looking at him: "If you want to negotiate a deal, I'm not interested."

What information could Hermes trade with him?They don't have much to do with each other.Since there is no intersection, where did Hermes get the news that he cares about? It can't be betraying Zeus, the king of gods, to make him a friend, right?Not necessary.

The former Narcissus didn't care about the relationship between God King Zeus and Pluto Hades, but that doesn't mean he didn't know anything.After staying in the underworld for a long time, he became more certain: Hades should really be unintentional to the authority of Olympus, but Zeus, the king of gods, was very wary of him. They were not like brothers, but enemies.unilateral enemy.

Narcissus's attitude is very clear. Hermes should be a god who knows how to wink. As the envoy of the god king, he can't make friends with the queen, but in this matter, he accidentally made a mistake: "I brought News from all over the world has never been ignored. You say you are not interested, but I have to tell you!"

whatever.

Narcissus was in a low mood.

He didn't like Hermes to disturb his life, although the male god unexpectedly reminded him of a friend of his in Enna.But it's different, his friend won't do so many inexplicable things, the angel who seems to be normal at last, is actually still weird today.Narcissus didn't bother to listen to him any more, threw Theodore off him, and stood up with his arms stretched out.

The pattering water splashed, as if the wind had blown down the tumulus flowers.Narcissus stepped on the tender grass with bare feet, and the grass was stained with stream water, as if lighting up pairs of small eyes, blinking and blinking against the sky fire.He is ticklish and can't stand being scratched by grass tips, so he is about to leave when he puts on his slippers.

Seeing that he was about to leave, Hermes couldn't care less about playing tricks, and said loudly, "Aphrodite has complained to the God King and asked the God King to deal with you. Don't go to the human world anytime soon, because you will be in danger!"

Narcissus stomped his feet, and he turned his head to look at Hermes: "Why did you tell me this?" In fact, he didn't need Hermes to remind him, he also knew that Aphrodite hated him. Si Shenshan, she also sued Ares, the god of war.

Narcissus is not afraid of her.

A goddess who pins her hopes on others even for revenge, what is there to be afraid of?

The people she asks for help will not empathize with her emotions, how much can they do for her hatred?

Oh, and Zeus, the god-king, might be different.

If he deals with him, it's not simply dealing with him, it's mostly for Hades.

But Narcissus is not worried about it. Hades knows a lot more than him about confronting the God King. He just needs to tell Hades about this and leave everything to Hardy. Just fine.

Thinking of the black-haired Pluto, Narcissus was in a trance for a moment.

Hermes was staring at him, and said immediately after hearing the words: "You are so good-looking, a good-looking god should be pitied."

He seemed a little hesitant, and asked again: "Are you unhappy today? It has something to do with Pluto?"

Before Narcissus could answer, another deep voice sounded: "Since the envoy has finished his official duties, please walk slowly."

Hermes was embarrassed, and following the sound, he saw Hades, the king of the underworld, approaching step by step. His face was cold, and he couldn't see any joy or anger, but it made the blond male god feel chills for no reason.

Worse!

Hermes felt a headache. In fact, he really didn't mean anything else when he asked this question. It seemed that he had ulterior motives when he was heard by the person concerned.Out of a strong desire to survive, he wanted to explain a few words for himself, but Hades didn't even look at him. No matter how he explained now, it seemed abrupt.

"Hades."

Narcissus looked at his partner and called softly, as if to remind him.

His toes curled slightly in the sandals, making Hades look uncomfortable.

Hades followed his wishes, turned his eyes away, and looked at Hermes: "You should go, Hermes."

He changed his address, and Hermes was shocked.

"Yes, yes, I should go."

Although Hades didn't look at him, he felt that he couldn't stay here any longer.Think of him as a majestic envoy, where is he unpopular?That is to say, in the underworld, they will be treated like this!But thinking about what he said earlier, it is estimated that Hades heard the same as digging a wall. Although he didn't mean it, it was lucky for him to be let go by Pluto at this moment.

Hermes didn't think about it anymore, he stepped on the flying shoes, and the wings on the sandals flapped gently, leading him into the sky.

"Goodbye Your Majesty Hades, goodbye Your Highness Hades!"

The only response to him was the dog Theodore's two "Wow!"

Hermes flew away.

Hades asked Narcissus: "Is it cold?"

"what?"

Narcissus didn't react at first, but when he noticed that Hades' eyes fell on his feet again, he hurriedly said, "I'm not cold."

His skin was very white, and the place soaked in water was stained with water color, more like transparent white.He obviously played in the water for a long time, and the skin around his toes was wrinkled, making those toenails even more pink, which was very cute.

Hades crouched suddenly and reached out to grab his ankle.

"Kick off your sandals."

Narcissus was taken aback: "What are you doing?"

Hades felt the coolness on his ankle, and frowned slightly: "Be good, be obedient."

He rarely spoke like this, and every time Narcissus heard him say that, he would have the illusion that he was coaxing himself like a child.But he just took this set, and from the moment Hades' big warm hand grabbed his ankle, he couldn't resist.

Kicking off his shoes, Narcissus's foot fell into Hades' palm.The black divine power diffused from his palm, like a thick black mist, wrapping and enveloping the white soles of the feet.The encroachment and fusion of black and white create a deceptive tension.

Narcissus felt his feet warm up.

"For another one."

Hades used divine power to remove the water stains from his feet and make him warm.

Weird guy.

He was always so careful that he could not resist his tenderness.

Narcissus felt a tightness in his chest, he sucked his nose, hoping to make his breathing smoother.

Hades didn't miss his subtle voice, looked up and asked him, "Still cold?"

When Tianhuo was about to hide, it turned into a light orange, sprinkled on Pluto's stern face, softening his facial contours, and adding a bit of tenderness to his eyebrows and eyes.His voice was not soft, but it contained deep concern, which softened Narcissus' heart.

Narcissus thought to himself, Hades once said that he gave him warmth and made him feel at home.

Why is he not?

However, they clearly love each other, why did it become like this?

Narcissus couldn't figure it out.

Hades' voice still rang in his ears: "After all, it is winter, and the stream drawn from the world is very cold. Don't be greedy for fun. If you like to play with water, let's go to Edipsos. Hephaestus Si once tapped the ground there, drawing out the spring water deep in the earth and blending with the sea water. Even in winter, the water there is very warm.”

... He obviously doesn't like pleasure, but he will pay attention to these things for him.

Hades didn't hear Narcissus's response, and Hades said again: "It's impossible to go there often, you wait for me to finish these two days, and I will lure down the hot spring of Edipsos, so I don't have to look far away."

... He obviously doesn't like to talk too much, but he always considers all aspects for him.

How could the male god who took care of him like this not love him?

Narcissus shook his head: "No, I'm not cold."

He smiled, his smile was so warm that it could melt solid ice: "With you warming me up, I'm not cold."

This sentence has a strange power to please people's hearts. Hades raised his lips and seemed to smile. The frost and snow lying between the two male gods just melted into the smile.

Theodore ran away again, and Narcissus did not go to him.

He sometimes slanders Hades for being jealous, and even Theodore will not let it go. In fact, he is the same. When he gets along with Hades, he doesn't want to be disturbed by Theodore.Although the little white dog doesn't know anything, it's not intentional to spoil the atmosphere occasionally.

"Go back?"

Hades asked.

Narcissus nodded slightly.

The two male gods walked side by side to the Temple of Hades. Narcissus asked Hades: "Aren't you curious what Hermes told me?"

Hades didn't mind: "Since he said it to you, it's enough for you to know."

It is trust.

Narcissus liked the respect Hades paid him.

He told the truth and told Hades about Hermes' reminder.Hades really thought the same as him, and didn't take Zeus's target to heart.Thinking about it, according to Zeus's kindness, if Hades cares about him, I'm afraid he will be angry every day.Zeus is a pecking rooster, and they can't afford to peck each other with Zeus.

"However, if they take the initiative to provoke, there is no need to tolerate it."

Hades' voice was faint, but very reliable: "I will support you."

Narcissus listened, "puchi" smiled, patted him on the shoulder, and said solemnly: "Okay. If they provoke you, just tell me, and I will support you!"

After finishing speaking, Narcissus retracted his hand very naturally when he found Hades' eyes on his hand.

"Come on, Hades."

Hades didn't follow up immediately, he pressed his shoulder, where the temperature of Narcissus' palm remained.

He confirmed his guess again.

His love did not disappear naturally with the love arrow...

If it disappeared naturally, it should slowly return with the recovery of his love for Narcissus.

but.

It was like a slipping net, diluting all his passion.

——It's love|Eros, the god of love, moved his hands and feet.

No wonder he didn't show up again.

He didn't need to come forward, because he was sure that he would achieve his request.

Hades' eyes darkened, and he strode after him.

Dinner was oatmeal again, accompanied by a jug of wine for convenience.

Narcissus is not a god who is greedy for drinking, but this time the wine that Eurydice brought was made of white grapes. It was sweet and very satisfying to his appetite. It's a faint bouquet.

Back in the dormitory, Narcissus was drunk and began to order Hades.

He asks Hades for sugar.

Hades fed him one.

He opened his mouth to bite, and his lips touched his partner's fingers like a kiss.

Hades withdrew his hand, fingertips were still warm and wet.

Narcissus also said to spend.

He wanted a bouquet of red roses to dilute the cold air in the room.

As he wished, Hades transformed another bouquet of roses with divine power.

The roses are blooming delicately, as if there will never be a day of decay.

Narcissus leaned against the head of the bed, was shaken by the bouquet of roses, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he happily embraced it.

"Be careful."

"hiss."

Before Hades finished speaking, Narcissus' finger was stabbed, and a drop of blood smacked from his fingertips, which was faintly red.

Without a trace of hesitation, Hades grabbed his hand, and the two of them got very close, breathing the fragrance of roses.

His fingers were trapped, and Narcissus subconsciously struggled, but did not break free.

Hades stopped the bleeding with saliva.

Obviously a god, but in a human way.

Something strange, strange tenderness.

Under the halo of the pearl, Narcissus looked closely at Hades. The black-haired male god lowered his eyelids, and the light shone on his eyelashes, casting a dark shadow.Narcissus touched it with his uninjured hand, and Hades raised his eyebrows in exchange.

Can't see it anymore.

That little fan-like shadow.

Hades spit out his fingers, and said in a low voice, "Rose has thorns, you have to be careful."

Isn't love also thorny?

However, he wants to pick.

Looking back on it afterwards, Narcissus always felt that at that moment, he should have been slapped by the small fan-like eyelashes and lost his mind.He grabbed the rose in Hades' arms, threw it over the bed, and put his arms around his partner.

The rose petals flew everywhere, and Hades didn't care about it at all.

He returns Narcissus' hug and hears him say, "I'm not afraid of thorns."

"Hades," he murmured, his voice was not loud, but his tone was firm: "I am not afraid of thorns, as long as I can have my rose."

When he spoke, there was a faint smell of wine.

Hades knew that he was drunk and talking drunk.

He said it was drunk, but Hades could understand him again.

Why is he afraid of being stabbed?

It's just that someone stole the fragrance of roses.

That rose is no longer whole.

Hades sighed and was cut off by Narcissus with a string of wet kisses.The kiss landed on his temple, the pinna, then his cheek.His chest was pressed by Narcissus' hand, and the kiss came to his chin, then his neck, sucking his Adam's apple.

"Well."

The most sensitive part was bitten and rubbed lightly by the teeth, Hades couldn't restrain himself, and a muffled groan escaped from his throat.

Love surged in his heart, and then disappeared...

Hades clenched his fists, as if to hold back lost love.

--Can't.

——Don't make Narcissus sad.

However, he couldn't catch it.

When Hades' heart was about to fall to the bottom, he was pushed away by Narcissus.He sat on the edge of the bed, and managed to press the mattress so that he didn't fall to the ground.He looked at Narcissus, and saw Narcissus's chest heaving, his lips were red, his eyes were stained with lust and sadness.

He let out a sigh.

Drunk and hazy.

"sleepy."

He didn't dare to make eye contact with Hades, afraid of seeing a sad expression hidden in Hades' eyes, and even more afraid that his sadness would make Hades feel sad too.He lifted the quilt and wrapped himself in the soft quilt, covering his pointed chin and half of his face.

He hid himself, then mumbled, "Good night, Hades."

he has slept.

It's pretending to sleep.

They knew each other well, and neither of them could fool the other.

But Hades didn't expose it. He adjusted his posture, sat on the head of the bed, stared at Narcissus, and softened his voice: "Okay, you sleep, I will watch over you."

He fulfilled his promise and kept guarding Narcissus until Narcissus' breathing became steady.

He really fell asleep.

The sleeping Narcissus is so beautiful, and this is not the first time Hades admired his sleeping face.

There seemed to be two red clouds floating on his flushed cheeks from drunkenness, like the blush on a child's face in winter, which was a bit cute.While breathing, his lips moved slightly, revealing two white teeth, which made Hades think of the red pomegranate in the world for no reason.

His Narcissus should look carefree like this.

However, now he only has such a worry-free sleeping face when he falls asleep...

Hades pressed his forehead, feeling a little distressed.

He did not stay in the dormitory, but went out to the office.His thoughts were mixed, and he needed to deal with some official duties to calm himself down.

All matters that were undecided were written by Minos and placed on the right hand side of the table.Hades flipped through a few books, reviewed a few sentences, and couldn't help being lost in thought.

If you were the former Pluto, you would frown, feeling that feelings are useless, right?

But now, he is content with it.

Suddenly, a collection of poems on the left side of the table attracted Hades' attention.It was given to him by Poseidon, the Emperor of the Sea a long time ago. He had no interest in those sour poems and refused to accept them. Poseidon followed him, drove them to the Temple of Hades, and stuffed the collection of poems on his bookshelf. superior.He told him that it was a collection of poems compiled by the Muse, which gathered the most beautiful love words in the world, and asked him to learn from them.

... study materials?

Hades was determined to read it. He asked Poseidon and his subordinates for advice, but he forgot that he still had such a collection of poems.

But the collection of poems should be on the bookshelf, why did it appear here?

Hades picked up the book of poems, flipped through two pages at random, the pages snapped, and quickly closed together.Hades didn't miss a touch of dark red, he frowned, reopened the book of poems, and picked up a rose petal from one of the pages.

The rose petals have been pressed for a few days, and they have turned a dark red color that is almost withered.

Holding it in the hand of Pluto, it seemed to be passing away with unbearable power, and soon turned into a little bit of fluorescent light and disappeared into the air.

That is, the divine power of Narcissus.

He transformed a rose petal with divine power, and inserted it in this love poem.

Hades was slightly startled and looked down.

Obviously the rose petals had disappeared under his fingertips, but he could still smell the fragrance of roses vaguely.

Between the lines of that poem, there is also the romance and deep love of roses.

"I am a rose,

Just for you.

Cut me off, my rose,

Even Qingfeng is jealous of my infatuation. ①"

In a trance, Hades seemed to see the smiling face of Narcissus.Under the fluffy brown hair, two smiling eyes, his cheeks are slightly red, like the best pomegranate he has ever tasted, always sweet.

Even if he lost his love, he still smiled, reluctant to leave.

Such a proud male god, for him, let go of his pride and embraced him time and time again.

How could he be willing to let him down again?

The moment he put down the collection of poems, Hades made a decision.He can no longer sit still, no matter what Eros is for, whether there is something behind that tear, he can only satisfy him.

——Satisfy him and get back his love.

From now on, Narcissus will never be sad again.

The author has something to say: Well, there are no more knives.

I don't know how to write love poems, ① I made it up, imitating Ibaboro's "Tightly Bound".