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breakoutime · 3 years ago

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hi! could you do a lord hades x male!reader smut fic? maybe the topic could be that hades is stressed out and needs to let go of energy or something

OMG A REQUEST?? HELL YES I CAN DO IT!!!! ANYTHING FOR YOU, FELLOW HADES LOVER! THANKS SO MUCH FOR THE REQUEST!!!! Hope you like it! :3

Stress Relief (Hades x Male reader)

Summary: You start to notice Lord Hades’ work has been rough on him lately, he looks both tired and very twitchy, his demeanor being gruffier and angrier than before. Good thing he has you to help take all that stress away.

Warnings: NSFW, Size difference, rimming, praise kink (light), orgasm denial.

Another pile of paperwork is brought by a poor shaking shade from the archives directly to his desk. Hades, ever dutifull working away, only reacts by deepening his frown and baring his teeth as he allows a deep breath through them. This would be the tenth pile brought for urgent reviewing this day. Something seemed to be happening up on the surface which meant more endless paperwork accumulating on his desk. Hades attempted to go as fast as possible, yet his desk was still cluttered with two and a half piles or parchment. They almost covered his face. Not so long ago, he had come from the river Styx. He was beaten, again, by his son in a battle no one ever has been able to witness. But even so the careful murmurs about his defeat littered the house when its master was gone from its throne.

You almost pitied him. Hades made sure to tell even his most hardworking subjects to take breaks, citing something about efficiency and whatnot, but it looked like the god of the dead thought himself above rest. Moments after the first shade left, yet another shade came through with another pile of paperwork. This seemed to be the final straw.

“You blasted shades, why do I even have you in my employ? Are you too lazy to do your own work? There can't possibly be this much paperwork for me to go through!”

His fist came down on top of his desk. His booming voice made the hall shake and his fist hitting the surface was strong enough to make everything around him jump. His paperwork almost came undone and scattered on the floor- but it seemed like even the parchment was too scared to provoke him further. The shade simply ducked its head, saying something you couldn't hear, before Hades angrily dismissed it. One of his hands went to massage his temples. Most of the shades in line decided it was not a good idea to give their master their claim today. The others that stayed quickly retreated too when Hades gave them one angry look, before returning to his parchment work. At least he wouldn't have to deal with claims. A small mercy that surely he must appreciate. But of course that wouldn't be enough. After finishing one of the piles, the lord of the dead started to grunt, moving his neck to either side, his hands going to his shoulders, massaging them. He kept doing those movements more and more frequently, grunting and groaning slightly. Of course, he has been sitting on that throne for long, leaning over the paperwork. His wrists made a loud cracking sound each time he attempted to stretch them… He must be very sore. It brought back memories of when you were alive, sometimes needing or giving massages after a long day of work; to knead all those pains away… Perhaps that's what your master needed? A break, one where he gets pampered…? That thought was what made you move from your post. Your common sense apparently not warning you of how stupid you were being until you found yourself standing by his throne. His desk and parchment were far too tall for him to see you. You realized you were making a mistake the moment you called out to him. Immediately he was clenching his fists and giving you a look so intense you feared it might set you ablaze that very moment.

“What.” He said, scowling down at you. “I am not taking claims today. Can't you see I'm busy?” He glared down at you to accentuate that last point, almost making you flee- but this time it was fear what kept you in place. You stammered out what you had been thinking, trying your hardest to gently suggest to your lord that maybe, perhaps, possibly he needed to take a break and get a massage for those knots that seemed to be making his work even harder? He looked at you incredulously, you could already imagine what he would spat at you, after all it was not your place to tell the god what he should do; but it seemed like the fates were on your side, because before he could utter a word, his eyes focused on someone behind you, Lady Nyx.

“Hades… I was about to suggest the same thing.” She started, her cool voice seemingly soothing Hades already. His hand drug along his face as he settled back against his throne. Nyx continued. “Allow me to take your place, so that you may take a well deserved rest.”

A final sigh came out of him, as he simply nodded, his face softening, looking less angry and a lot more tired, as he rose from his throne. Turning around, you made sure to escape back to your post, but it seemed that you wouldn't be that lucky. “You. Shade. You are coming with me.” He simply stated, as he walked towards one of his sigils. Were you in trouble? You followed his order, staying close behind and standing in the sigil. Your vision blurred for a moment before focusing on a room you were not in moments before.

You were next to a big bath you had never seen. Anxiously you looked up at your master, worried about what he might have in store for you. “Since you so bravely suggested it, I think you should be the one to do it. You will be the one to massage me today- or tonight.” He stated, making your eyes widen- and admittedly- making your cock jump from inside your robes. Did he really mean that? Your heart raced faster. Your face started to flush at the idea of touching the god’s naked physique. He interrupted your thoughts. “Behind that curtain you’ll find the soaps and oils I like to use. Remove your clothes and wear a towel, after this you are drying up and returning to your post, I wont have you around my house in soaking clothes. I’ll call you out when I'm ready.”

Quickly you moved, disappearing behind the curtain as you heard Hades start to disrobe himself. His clothes and jewelry loudly clanked as he removed them and set them aside. You made haste, knowing that making Hades wait for you would not be a good idea, especially in this state. Quickly you were bare except for the towel, which managed to thankfully cover most of your manhood, which had already become semi erect. The simple idea of knowing you'd be serving Hades this way was enough to make your body warm and tingly. You quickly picked some items. There was a container with ash and sand mixed together, as well as a big collection of bottles of oil. Taking a whiff of some of them, you simply chose olive oil, a classic that both the commoners and nobles prefered on the surface. Soon Lord Hades called for you, where you were able to see that he was partially submerged. His chest was completely bare and through the steamy waters of the bath you could tell he was completely exposed. You silently hoped that the current blush present on your face could be excused by the hot steam that filled the room. You held the basket in front of you, hoping to hide the erection between your legs.

The Bath house was incredible. Marble columns adorned with gilded leaves and sculptures littered the place. The walls were covered with art and jewels; a couple of pomegranate trees growing in the middle too. But of course your eyes were drawn to Hades himself, who had fashioned his hair in a tall bun with his curls somehow contained by a single golden pin. This allowed you free access to his back, as he sat on one of the steps of the bath. Some of the leaves of his wealth fell on the water as you kneeled behind him ready to start using the sands to exfoliate his perfect skin. Your hands shook when you first made contact. You felt a bit shy as your hands started to rub his back. Hades was a far bigger god than any- everyone, including you, felt small in comparison. You didn't start massaging him straight away, the oil would help you with that. You would simply make sure to pet your master with the course mixture, preparing his skin for what was coming next. Slowly, he relaxed, sparing only one glance towards you before slightly leaning back and enjoying your ministrations. His muscles started relaxing, no doubt thanks to the warm waters too. He didn't say a word as you finished with his back, silently stretching his arms for you to exfoliate them too. Even under that heavy brow of his, you could tell he was content. His eyes were half lidded and his breathing calm.

At some point, he stopped you. He first grabbed a vase and washed himself of the sands and ashes you had covered him with. This was followed by lifting his body from the waters to allow you access to the rest of his body. After all, you weren't done yet. Of course, this meant his cock was in your range of view, making it really difficult for you to ignore. It was flaccid, but that didn't keep you from being astonished. Of course an Olympian like himself would be well endowed, but that didn't stop your mouth from watering and your dick from going fully erect. It now was tenting the towel around your waist. Hades waited for you to get to work, but soon had to look back at you when you didnt move.

What were you supposed to do? It didn't sound like a good idea to allow your arousal to be seen by your master, you had already tested your luck- It wouldn't be wise to do so again. Despite your efforts, as soon as he turned around and looked at you with a lifted brow he noticed your problem. His eyes seemed to glint with something before turning around again. “Don't get shy on me now, shade. You are not done here.”

That was enough to get you moving again. This time you had to step in front of your master as he gently leaned back, looking at you expectantly. To say this was distressing and awfully arousing wouldn't be enough. You were standing between his legs, your bodies not touching but very much too close as you leaned to clean Hades's chest. Your hand started shaking when you touched his pecs, wanting nothing more than to grab and squeeze his darkened nipples. It was even worse when you had to knelt down and massage his thighs. Your eyes won't stop darting towards his cock, which you could swear was bigger than before… Was he getting hard? The idea alone made you dizzy, your eyes examining his balls too as your hand went further down, going for his calves. He stopped you.

“Enough. You will get burned if you go any lower.” He said, his tone obviously amused at how distracted you were. He made quick work on washing himself off, sighing happily as he dipped his whole body in the waters of the bath as you waited a bit ashamed at the current state of your arousal. For a moment you thought he wouldn't be asking you to oil him. He took a step completely off the waters and dried himself without any further instructions for you, but soon, with a wave of his hand, a platform made out of marble rose from the floor. It was a bed, where Hades laid face down, his body relaxing once more as he took a deep breath.

“You may now continue.” Was the only thing he said, his eyes closed and his head resting on his hands as he waited for you to oil his body. With the olive oil in hand, you quickly went to work. Your breathing was a lot more labored now, your eyes darting towards his backside as you worked his shoulders, kneading the flesh there with all the strength you had, hoping it would be enough to force this god’s body to relax completely. All the while, the god of the underworld would sigh, grunt and groan, obviously enjoying your ministrations. His body sometimes shifted to get more comfortable and relax again. “Ahhh, that's good. Go Lower” You obeyed. The small words of encouragement had an effect you didn't expect. At this point you could feel your heartbeat between your legs.

Your hardness was painful to ignore, especially with such a being under your hands. You kept doing your job, rubbing his shoulders, back, his arms, at some point even going for his thighs again, all the while Hades made approving sounds. The smell of olive oil and ash assaulted your senses. Just when you thought you were finished with his back, ignoring your master's toned backside simply because you doubted you would have permission to even touch such a place, you accidentally pressed your arousal against him while stretching to reach a particular spot. You quickly backed off, but Hades turned around to look at you. His expression was unreadable.

You still had the towel around you, but it was obvious he felt you against his body. He turned completely around. His body was face up on the table. He considered you for a moment and you could swear there was a small smirk on his lips as he spoke. “Take that off. And do my chest.” Your heart skipped a beat as he relaxed against the table. You stood frozen in place not believing what he just told you. Shaking, you took the towel off, folding it and leaving it neatly by your side. The blush in your face grew deeper as Hades looked you up and down. You hesitated before continuing, making sure to avoid touching your master's body with your dick as you were still afraid of doing so without a more obvious show of permission. You started again with his pecs. Sweat formed on your forehead as you noticed his nipples were definitely erect now. Biting your lip, you tried to ignore your desires, but you were surprised to feel Hades’s hand on your head, pushing you softly until he had you squished against his chest. A satisfied hum left his lips.

“You have behaved well, Shade. But I want more than just a massage now. Worship me.” You didn't need to be told twice. Now eagerly caressing his body, your mouth left trails of kisses on his chest and any place you could reach. Hades continued his encouraging words, releasing you and allowing you access to his body. His eyes remained closed. You couldn't help yourself, finally latching to one of his nipples with your mouth, eagerly sucking and licking it while your other hand lovingly played with the other. A low satisfied groan left your master’s lips. You kept kissing and licking your way over his body, tasting the olive oil on his skin, and perhaps a hint of something else you couldn't quite recognize. You made your way form his shoulders, going up his neck, until finally your lips found his.

You kissed him hungrily while the hairs of his beard gently scratched your face. You tried to pull away, but he quickly snached your chin and pulled you in again. This time he initiated the kiss, his tongue invading your mouth in a show of passion and perhaps dominance. He left you panting, his hand against your back now, caressing you. “Turn around” he purred, helping you move until you were facing his cock. His hands held your things and spread your ass to him. Now he was fully erect. Your mouth watered from the mere sight of it. It was bigger than anything you took when you were alive, making you doubt you would be able to take him even now as a shade. But Hades took the olive oil from you, drizzling a generous amount between your cheeks. A thick finger came to prod at your entrance, both teasing and preparing you. You took the hint, taking back the olive oil and spreading it over his member. His hips lifted to meet your hands as you stroked him, eager to be touched. At some point, his finger had surpassed your rim, stretching it deliciously as one of your hands fondled his testicles. Your mouth lapped and sucked his cock head. Your head swam in the pleasure you were currently feeling. Perhaps you had been more willing than you realized, because it took no effort at all for your master to get another finger in you, breaking your concentration and having you moan on top of him, helplessly paralyzed by the pleasure he was causing.

You became a mess when he manhandled you. His mouth made contact with your back; his tongue darted to taste your depths and continue preparing you for his member. You couldn't do much else than to tightly grab him, feeling like your body would melt against his heat. The warmth in your lower stomach got more and more intense as his tongue reached that sweet spot inside of you. It was simply exquisite, and your orgasm was quickly approaching, until of course he stopped. One of his hands grabbed you gently but firmly, stopping your release from coming completely.

“Ready to finish so soon, shade?” His tone was light as he seemed to find it amusing. “You are not allowed to find release quite yet, Shade. Continue being good, and I might allow you.” He told you, an almost cruel smile on his face as he made you turn around again. Of course, it was too good to be true, wasn't it? It seemed like he wanted to play some more with you. The table shifted, allowing him to sit up as he positioned you on his lap, his cock coming to prod against your lubed entrance. Gently, he lowered you into it, applying more and more pressure until just the tip breached your entrance, stretching you to a level you never had felt before.

It was… very good, the burn of the stretch was delicious. The way he filled your insides was absolutely addictive. You two spent a moment like that, your body adjusting for his size while one of his thumbs gently caressed your hip, holding you in place. At some point you tried to move, your body already desiring to have more of him filling it, but his grip was strong, moving you very, very slowly, taking care not to harm you. He set a short yet maddening pace, barely inserting himself into you and pulling even less. He filled you with small movements, impaling inch by inch until finally he was completely inside of you. It was exquisite. You felt like you were coming undone, the only reason you didn't spill your seed all over him was the slow pace he set, so good but so tortuous, not enough to give you the edge you needed to cum… Perhaps it was for the best, after all he had not yet given you permission.

Again he paused, his expression showing bliss as he leant back and savored your tightness. His other hand came to rest on your body, caressing your side as he waited for you to adjust once more. It was almost strange to have this type of intimacy with Lord Hades: his breathing coming in sync with yours, no sounds in the bath house except for your heavy breathing and the occasional moan. Soon, you gave him a pleading look. You felt more than ready for what was coming next. With a pleased growl, he helped you move, slowly at first, withdrawing his cock from your depths, only to slowly pull back in. The glacial pace was driving you wild. The way his cock rubbed against your prostate again and again as he pulled in and out made you see stars behind your eyes. How on earth did he expect you not to come from this? It seemed like a sisyphean labor, but you did your best to comply, holding your imminent orgasm back, sometimes even grabbing tightly the base of your own cock yourself, the same way he had done not so long ago, to avoid reaching your so wanted release. At some point Hades quickened the pace, making you cry and moan desperately as he chased his own release, your body convulsing and squeezing him as your own orgasm grew more inminet. There was a moment where he pulled out, cumming on your stomach while you spasmed, your toes curling, your hands and eyes clenching shut as you tried so desperately to hold it back.

You panted and looked at yourself… By the fates, somehow, after that, you managed to hold back! Only your master’s seed was spilled, your cock still very hard and almost purple with arousal. You again looked up pleadingly towards Hades, who was panting with a satisfied expression. “Would you look at that, I didn't think you would have it in you, shade.” He helped you off the table and made you stand aside, chuckling at your desperate sounds. Was he going to finish this here? Did you not earn your release? But he simply turned around, laying face down again on the table, relaxing once again against it and closing his eyes. “You may not penetrate me. But you may find your release against me if you wish.” He moved his hips, he was giving you permission to use his ass to get yourself off. Without hesitation, you straddled his thighs and rested your member between those round, muscle defined cheeks of his, and rutted against them. Your master moved back against you gently, clenching his cheeks together squeezing you tight. Your hands kneaded and touched the firm flesh; your cock rubbed against his entrance but never breached it. It took you no time to finish. Hades squeezed you even harder as you came, making you almost pass out from the pleasure you felt. He moved his hips gently, forcing you to ride your orgasm for a tiny bit until, spent, you collapsed against his back. Your seed and his coming together as you laid there, your stomach getting even messier.

You both laid there, until he gently prodded you. “Lets get cleaned now. I want to rest on my bed, not here.” He stated, helping you stand up. Your legs barely held your weight as you both made it to the bath again, quickly getting rid of your mixed fluids and getting dressed. You thought that that would be the end of it, but when your legs shook and threatened to collapse under you again and again, the lord of the dead took you in his arms, and carried you to his chambers. He laid down to rest, you tucked tight against him. He gave you one final kiss, whispering “You were right, shade. I really needed this,” before settling and falling asleep. You soon follow suit, barely believing your luck. As you were drifting to Hypno’s domain, you wondered if, perhaps, you were lucky enough to get this honor again in the future. One final look at your master's pleased expression was enough to tell you that yes. This would probably happen again.

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breakoutime · 2 years ago

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They wanted to help break the curse, they said (Neutral Reader x Zeus, Poseidon and Hades)

Summary: After being afflicted by a curse, the trio of gods offer to help you break it- you have a suspicion they just want to have a good time tho… Warnings: NSFW, Size difference, Rimming, Eating ass, Orgy, Kinda silly at times.

Thank you @brieffarmpeanutpersona for the wonderfull ask <3

“TRESPASSER! DEFILER! I UNLEASH MY ANCIENT AND TERRIBLE CURSE!” A ghostly deity appeared before you as you tried to open the mysterious chest you found inside the mines. You barely had time to curse yourself before the thing spoke again. “SILENCE! THE CURSE DESCENDS! YOU ARE NOW A SUPREME RIMMER!” Afraid of this terrible and powerful being, but also very confused at his words, you could only stare open mouthed and ask what it had just said. What kind of curse was this??? “THE BEST IN THE WORLD AT EATING ASS!” Even more confused now, you tried to argue, after all, they just have you an ability, right? Why would that be considered a curse? But the being did not relent. “ONCE YOU HAD A LIFE! YOU HAD DREAMS!” The deity loomed over you, one of his fingers pointing aggressively at you. “NOW YOU ARE JUST AN ASS EATER!” Taking a step back, your mind reeling from what they just said, you again tried to argue. if you don't eat ass, then it shouldn't be a problem right? The being started to slowly disappear, its ghostly voice talking to you one last time. “SQUANDER YOUR TALENT? UNTHINKABLE! YOU ARE THE BEST! THE VERY VERY BESSSSSSST!” And with that, you were alone, the chest now empty safe for a couple of cobwebs.

Your way back to the village was calm, despite the strange circumstances that happened. Taking refuge under the shade of a tree, you sat down, drinking and eating some of the food you had brought with yourself. Your thoughts wandered again to what the being had told you, making your cheeks flush with embarrassment at the mere idea of finding out if what they said was true… Maybe it was all a ploy to make you embarrass yourself in front of a possible lover? Your thoughts were interrupted by an old man, who seemed to be watching you for a while now, seated not too far away from you- when did he get here??? You choked on your food, thinking fast to avoid any sort of awkward encounter. You simply offered the man some food, to which he smiled. “No thank you- I came here to rest, not to eat…” Nodding, you looked away, an awkward silence washing over the two of you as the man simply watched you intently. Mercifully, he spoke again.

“Say… There is something odd about you… Did something happen?”

Again you choked on your food. How the hell could he possibly know that?? Was he related to the being who cursed you??? You laughed, hoping he would laugh along with you and be done with it- maybe it was just a joke? But of course it wasn't, the man was waiting for an answer. A bit annoyed at the prying of this random old man, you tried to play it off. Maybe you could tell him what happened, and if anything strange happens, you could simply say it was a joke… Trying to look prideful- and miserably failing, you explained that you were granted the ability to be a champion. That seemed to work- until the old man asked what exactly you were a champion of. The blush in your face and the abruptly shy demeanor you showed must have been a dead giveaway that something was very wrong indeed. Almost in a whisper, you told the old man the truth, the whole “best at eating ass” thing that happened before- surely he would either get disgusted or simply weirded out by you and leave you alone- but instead the old man's eyes seemed to go alive with something.

Oh no.

“I knew it!”

The voice of the old man changed, to once much deeper and youthful than what he appeared- and with a flash of lightning that seemingly came from nowhere, the old man disappeared and in place you Zeus, king of kings, ruler of the gods, master of the heavens and the absolute horniest of all the gods- he was now before you. After you told him about that. You felt a cold sweat come over you as the god scooted close. He was far bigger than any person, his stature almost being twice as yours and his physique far better than any sculpture you’ve seen, his strong arm wrapped around your shoulder, his cloud like beard caressing your face as he whispered to you.

“How about you tell me more about your abilities, mortal?”

His tone lowered to a gentle purr that explained to you how easily the god was able to get in the pants of half of greece. You had absolutely no chance against this intimidating and way out of your league casanova. You tried to explain- how you found the deity and how they described it as a curse rather than a blessing- mingling with the gods like this was dangerous, you weren't quite sure you’d like to find out the curse had another side effects while in company of such a powerful god and inquire his wrath. He simply laughed.

“A curse, you say? Why I can scarcely believe it! I think it's more of a blessing than a curse!”

He patted your back- his tone changing to an almost mischievous one when he noticed your apprehension. There was no way he was letting you go.

“Say- I think the fates have been generous with you, young mortal… To have them lead me to you after such an encounter… I think I know the way to undo the curse…”

Taken aback, you asked what could you possibly do to undo the curse- after all, if anyone had the power, it had to be him, right? His hand on your back gave you a gentle caress, which despite your nervousness felt rather nice, as he proposed to you his plan.

“See- Whatever you encountered made you the best- so, you must perform on the best to break it!”

He laughed, and you laughed nervously with him- you were pretty sure that's not how it would work- at all- why would that be the case anyway? You tried to argue, but the god of thunder was already summoning his chariot-

“Here, let's go somewhere more comfortable, shall we? I bet you’ve never been to Olympus before.”

The honor of visiting Olympus? Was he serious? Part of you thought that maybe- just maybe this won't be a bad idea after all- it would mean one hell of a good time with a being far beyond anything you could ever experience in the future- and of course, going against the wishes of gods was always a terrible idea. You silently prayed that Hera was not at home. Your nerves could not be calmed by his honeyed words- he chatted you up the whole way up to Olympus, his godly presence helping you to become at least eager but still very nervous about the whole situation.

Soon you arrived in the city in the sky, the marble and gold structures and flora you’d never seen before caught your eye, leaving you staring in wonder as he guided you to his quarters. His room was every bit as lavish as you could have imagined and more. An inmence bed stood in the middle, adorned with pillows and silk softer than the very clouds themselves.

“Here, let me spoil you with some of our best wines~”

Zeus was obviously looking forward to bedding you- but he still wanted to wine and dine you before showing you what a god could do- and finding out what you could in turn too. Zeus was really good at courting you, every world, every touch and every piece of food that touched your body seemed to make you more pliable for him- you found yourself getting excited for what was to come. But then someone interrupted.

“Ah, little brother! I see you’ve found yourself yet another mortal worthy of your affections, huh?”

It must have been Poseidon, King of the sea who entered, the salty breeze of the sea immediately flooding the room, him being slightly taller than his brother, he came to take a seat beside you two, Zeus offering him some wine too.

“Why, by your tone i would guess you are almost jealous- brother Poseidon.”

Zeus told the other with a smirk, you being sandwiched between them both, you could feel yourself growing more hot and bothered. Both gods were absolutely beautiful.

“You know me too well! I just couldn't help but wonder what was this strange aura your new mortal has- it's quite something, isn't it?”

Taking a big gulp of his whine, now poseidon laid his hand on you, making you shiver.

“Oh I see… Well, I guess you won't be leaving without an answer huh? You’ll see it's quite the story!”

Zeus laughed, and recounted what you told him- the curse and how he thought to break it. Poseidon seemed to be taking all in good spirits, laughing and time and elbowing you gently. But of course gods were prideful, Poseidon was no different.

“The best you say? Why- then I think I should test the mortals ability then!”

They both laughed, but Zeus didn't seem to be in the mood for sharing. The king of the sea continued.

“You see- Mortals depend a lot on my realm- perhaps, for mortals I am the best god- one who gives them quite the bounty from the sea, right? Perhaps the mortal is even a sailor!”

You weren't, but at this point the gods were too preoccupied with each other to listen to what you had to say.

“I have to say I disagree, as the king of kings, i think my influence is much more important to mortals-!”

They started coming back and forth like this, arguing over who should take your “curse’s virginity” or something. It was… kinda nice, honestly, having two gods fighting over you like this- but the tone, even if it was still jovial, was threatening to get more aggressive. You tried to break up the conflict, speaking up. Perhaps it was Hades the most influential and therefore the best for mortals, right? He took care of each individual soul for all eternity in the underworld, therefore mortals' relationship with him might be considered the most important? As you tried to tell them about this, your voice got smaller and smaller as each god stared you down- maybe you angered them, maybe you shouldn't have spoken out- but to your surprise both seemed to look deep in thought, nodding. Zeus was the first one to speak up

“I think you are right on something, mortal. We don't really know who the curse considers the best-”

You tried to tell him, you weren't even sure the whole best god thing was a real cure for the curse- but he wouldn't listen.

“I'm starting to feel like this curse must have been made by Eris herself,looking to separate and pit us against each other!”

He finished, Poseidon somehow agreeing with that logic.

“I think the answer is simple, little brother! Let's share the mortal, and if the curse is broken by any one of us, it might simply mean the curse considered them to be the one.”

What?? Both nodded, and quickly Hermes was called to bring Hades urgently to Olympus- to be part of whatever this had become. You started to shake- Zeus was already a lot- if before you still had your doubts about the whole thing now it had gone out of proportion. You couldn't possibly please the three main gods of the pantheon- but soon you heard the thundering voice of Hades, the lord of the underworld angrily berating his brothers- something about how he didn't have time for this foolishness. You were still in Zeus’ room while the three of them bickered, trying to convince The lord of the dead why it was so important to have his ass eaten by a mortal. You briefly considered escaping but of course that wouldn't take you anywhere.

Soon the three were entering the room, -hades being by far the tallest of the three, a terrifying aura around him. “Come on, big brother! You were the one who told us to take care of the mortals! Surely you must understand why we need to break this curse!” Poseidon told his brother, a huge smile on his face as he spoke- you had the suspicion Poseidon didn't really believe this would help at all with your problem- but still continued. “Besides, we hadn't had any quality time together, have we? Come on, join us and at least have some fun!” Is this what gods considered quality time? Hades huffed and pinched the bridge of his nose, his patience clearly being tested at the moment. He looked you over, unimpressed. With a rough “fine” his clothes shifted, leaving him only in a thin chiton covering his body as he got comfortable in Zeus inmence bed. You could barely gulp and you imagine what this would be like. Was it too late to run away? The other gods cheered and laughed as they also changed to chitons, each one more revealing than the rest, Zeus barely covering his now completely visible erection. “So, mortal, shall we begin?” Zeus stated, inviting you to the bed. You climbed in nervously- this might be the way you died.

Zeus was quick to pull you into a kiss, allowing his hands to wander your body before being stopped by Poseidon. “Wait, Zeus! I think the mortal could better prove the abilities of their curse if they started with me!” Hades arched an eyebrow as Zeus let out a huff of a laugh, asking why would that be the case. “You see, you are obviously too eager for this- we all know how much you love sex, brother, but even I havent seen you this exited!” Zeus' cheeks got colored golden as he attempted to cover himself better with the almost sheer chiton. “And look at Hades! He is not feeling it at all!” Hades grunted at that- it was obvious he was flacid and not aroused at all- “But I think i'm at a good middle ground, you see? Let the mortal give you two a show- so that Hades gets worked up and you get to enjoy your current state- after all I know the wait will only make it better for you!” Zeus laughed at that, it seemed like the two of them were quite close to know that kind of information. Zeus looked at you. “Go, mortal, Poseidon shall be the first then- show him you can get his complete attention with your blessed mouth.” Was it possible to get even more flushed? The gods hadn't even bothered to remove your clothes- after all you only needed your mouth to perform.

Shaking, you crawled your way over to the god of the Sea, the god pulling you into his chest and roaming his hands around your back, sneaking under your clothes and seeing what bits made you gasp above him. He finally pulled you into a kiss, adjusting you and himself so that you ended up between his legs- him having raised his to allow you access to the main event. “Come on, mortal! Show me what you’ve got!” He bited his lip, his neck craning to watch as you descended,backing up until you were laying in your stomach, Poseidon's hole in front of you and ready to be tended. Zeus gave Poseidon a pillow, so he could watch you- while he got comfortable beside his older brother, stroking himself in anticipation- Hades was still unimpressed but unblincking as you nervously tried to start. You couldn't help it- you were nervous- if you had eaten ass like this before, then you definitely forgot how to at this moment, all eyes on you as you laid between the sea god's mighty thighs. Tentatively, to stick out your tongue, barely touching the slightly loose ring of muscle before you. It immediately clenched and you heard the god gasp- which gave you some confidence to keep going. You tapped the ring a couple of times with your tongue, the tip making contact but nothing else- yet the god seemed to jump at each touch, clearly being affected by your actions. A surge of confidence allows you to make a long lick, starting somewhere on his crack, all the way through his hole and stopping under his balls, earning you a long moan from the other. “By the sea- This shouldn't feel this good! So the curse was real!” Poseidon exclaimed, already starting to sweat- his member now fully hard laying on his stomach- you could barely believe it! You repeated the action a few times, some times starting by sucking his testicles and licking your way down, sometimes by simply kissing what you could between his legs, then even getting braver and giving gentle bites to the muscled rump. Poseidon moaned, gasped and even writhed with each- your body somehow knowing exactly what to do, how to lick him to make him melt. You barely used your hands, the magic being done by your mouth alone- kissing the other's private area deeply- not penetrating him yet but your lips moving and massaging the ring of muscle, which seemed to drive him mad. You were surprised when he practically begged you for more. “Please mortal just- ah!” He tossed his head back, closing his eyes as his cock drooled all over his abs. You complied, finally breaching inside the hole and licking it experimentally. You were surprised to find that Poseidon tasted like he smelled- like the sea, salty but fresh, it was a strange yet a nicely surprising fact. Poseidon whined under you, your nose gently pressing against his taint as you tried to get as deep as possible, your tongue moving in a way you had no idea was possible- the others insides spasming and squeezing your wet organ as it twisted and probed inside the godly asshole. Soon you found a spot that made him almost yell- it must be his prostate- which you bathed, licked and poked enthusiastically as the other seemed to become undone. You dared to peek at the other gods- Zeus was practically drooling by the mouth and his cock as he stroked himself, clearly having a hard time controlling himself and avoiding his own orgasm- while Hades idly had one hand between his legs too, looking still unimpressed but the growing hardness he almost absentmindedly caressed told you he was enjoying the show too. You kept going at it, suddenly becoming aware of the lewd wet sounds coming from you- they just added to the symphony of Poseidon's pleasure, who was cursing and twisting- until he seems to be unable to take it anymore, and managed to grab your head and press it even harder against himself, the position not allowing him quite to hump your face but definitely trying as you got impossibly deeper inside of him- finally making the mighty god cum with a loud scream, his hold not relaxing for a moment as one-two-three-four shots of cum came out of him, his insides going crazy as you continued to move in them- not giving him a moment of mercy. When he finally released you, you pulled back, Poseidon practically shaking as his legs came back down and his cock continued to twitch. You just made him cum without even touching his cock- you truly were a champion. The master of the ocean was breathless, panting as he tried to catch his breath, he attempted to say something to his brothers, but he was so worked out he opted to give them and you a thumbs up before falling back into the bed, needing a moment to rest.

“Whoa- tired already? Truly brother? Either you are losing your stamina or that was truly a legendary rimjob!” Zeus exclaimed, licking his lips as he reached out for you, ready for his turn. Poseidon managed to speak up. “You better wish this didn't break the curse because there is no way you'd find skill like that anywhere else!” He laughed, still riding the waves of the orgasm you just gave him. You flinched when Hades now spoke, his deep and rumbling voice surprising you since he had barely talked during your performance. “Didn't you say you enjoyed the wait? Why- dont let me ruin that for you, now i'm eager to try out this mortal, you can keep watching.” Zeus wanted to protest, but Hades had already knelt in the bed and grabbed you from him, manhandling you to be kneeling in front of him. “Now, remove all that- we don't want it to get… dirty, don't we?” Ah, so Hades did care about your state of… overdress. He crossed his arms, watching you intently. Did… did he want a show? Nervously, you tried to disrobe yourself, the intense gaze of the god working against you- instead of a sexy striptease show you ended up getting tangled in your own clothes, which thankfully prompted the god to laugh and not get angry. Without another word, he reached out again, his hands taking hold of your clothes and in one swift motion tearing them apart. “Im sure my brothers would be more than glad to dress you after this whole ordeal is over- perform well and i might give you some gems for your new attire too.” Hades seemed to take joy in undressing you, swatting your hands aways as you tried to cover yourself, the inmence god taking the liberty to squeeze what he could in the process. Soon, the god had you with your back against the bed, the position confusing you- for a moment you thought he intended to fuck you when anotehr huff came from him. “What? You thought you’d be on top? Oh no, mortal, few have the honor of that.” In one swift movement, he positioned himself atop of you, clearly intending to sit on your face. “Don't move much- I don't want to burn you with my feet.” You barely managed to nod as your vision became full of Hades cock and ass- instinctively you took a deep breath before Hades gently laid his body on you- your nose making contact with the surprisingly tight hole- his balls resting on your forehead, your arms and hands traped under his weight.

The first thing you noticed was the heat- it shouldn't be a surprise coming from a god who is literally on fire- but the heat that enveloped your face as he sat on it was overwhelming. You couldn't help but trying to breathe- again being surprised by the fact that apparently, the gods smelled and possibly tasted like their realms- Hades distinctively smelled like ash, breath being only able because the god was not fully pressing his weight against you. Hades shivered as he felt the gentle breeze your nose was making- it seemed like he didn't have much experience back there- so the little stimulation your nose provided was enough at the moment for you to think of your next move. You managed to hear his muffled voice. “Come on- I dont have all day!” He demanded, pressing slightly into you for a second- cutting your air for that second too. Adjusting yourself, you managed to place your mouth against his entrance, and without much else simply pressed until you breached the night opening.

Immediately your tongue retracted- his insides were even hotter! You almost burnt your tongue! You tried a few more times- penetrating him for short moments before getting burned- his infernal heat being too much for you to handle. At this Hades moaned, his weight shifting as he seemed to blatte himself- it seemed like he wanted to pull away- probably surprised by the pleasure you started inflicting him. “So? What do you say brother? Is the curse still in place?” Zeus asked- the desperation in his voice clear. Hades was unable to speak, bowing his head down and resting his hands on the mattress- he was definitely as overwhelmed as Poseidon had been. Hades started lifting his ass from your face, but you wouldn't allow that, following him and giving him sloppy licks across his hole- seeing the god so vulnerable- completely at your mercy was enough for you to take charge, Hades squealing for a moment as you denied him a moment to get his bearings. With a growl, he snapped back- his whole weight falling back against you and pinning you against the mattress as the lord of the dead regained dominance- now you definitely don't breathe, but it was ok, you had time to overwhelm him again. His weight on you made it easier for you to penetrate him, the more your tongue felt the infernal heat of the other's insides, the more used to it it became, allowing it to stay inside, swirling and poking looking for that sweet spot again. Hades thighs trembled on top of you- you could tell he was groaning and panting- one of his hands was definitely stroking his cock as you worked him. You were concentrated in your task- that is until you desperately needed to breathe- something impossible with the gods mighty ass on top of you. For a second you wondered if the god of the dead meant to suffocate you- so that you’d be his for all eternity down in the underworld- but you just couldn't let it end like this! In an act of desperation, you managed to bite the inside of the gods cheek- making him squeal and jump, his weight completely off of you. “Blood and Darkness!” Exclaimed the Lord as he surprisingly came- your bite making him get over the edge unexpectedly. With a growl- he sat back again- smothering you once again. “Dare to do that again and i’ll-!” But Zeus interrupted him “Don't be greedy brother! You already found your release- it's my turn!” You continued eating Hades out- despite how utterly ridiculous the gods sounded, almost like kids wanting their turn to play with a toy. “I’m not satisfied yet- I haaaaAA~!” Hades couldn't help but moan in the middle of his sentence as you finally found his prostate, mercilessly pressing against it. Hadesbegged for more as he rocked himself against you, his second orgams inminent despite the fact he had just came. Pressing harder against you, he cried as he came- his hole somehow grabbing your muscle with such force that you couldn't pull it back until he was done, your head feeling dizzy from the lack of oxygen.

Mercifully, Hades got off of you before you could pass out, his semen having coated part of his chest and the bed. Now you could see the fruits of your labor- Hades was an absolute mess- his face blushing golden and his curls covering his face- some partially sticking to it due to sweat- and of course, you could now see the bite you left on the gods mighty ass. Groaning, he laid back, “I… I think my visit here was worth my time…” He laid back, wiping his face as he panted, taking hold of a pillow and lightly hugging it… Who knew Hades was a cuddler? You planted too, getting drunk on the attention- you couldn't believe how powerful you could feel by eating ass! An excited laugh came from Zeus, as he tore his chiton off of himself, showing the mess he was- his pre running through his thighs and his cock almost purple from how hard it was.

“Finally!” He exclaimed, excitedly grabbing some pillows and stuffing them below him- he presented himself to you, the pillows serving to keep his ass in the air as he laid face down on the bed, looking back at you with heart shaped eyes. “Come on! Show me your skill!” You didn't need more, your confidence completely built and stable from the previous gods. With said confidence- and now that you could use your hands- you practically lunged forward, roughly grabbing the gods cheeks and spreading them apart. It was no surprise how loose Zeus was, the god obviously enjoyed himself pelty and often- his anus already winking at you as you teased him, first blowing a gentle breeze of hot breath over it, then testing the muscle with your fingers. Zeus was practically humping the pillows, biting his lips and whining like a bitch in heat. Soon you gave him what he wanted. First you circled the ring, spiraling your tongue on a wide circle, spinning and spinning until it met the center of his hole, pressing against it but not penetrating him yet- Zeus unashamedly moaned and begged, you were surprised to find that he almost came when you kissed the organ- his own hand squeezing down on his own cock to avoid a premature end. It seemed like the show really got into him. Without more, you penetrated him, swirling your organ inside, trying to see how stretchy he was- which the other loved. You made sure to keep it interesting, pulling back, licking him, penetrating him again, kissing, even nibbling his sensitive skin. For how excited he was, Zeus was surely holding up, managing to hold his orgasm back despite how passionate and verbal he was to your pleasures. At first, you couldn't taste anything on him- just skin and sweat, but it seemed like the closer he got to orgams, the more you could taste something- something like electricity? Maybe if this were modern times, you’d have compared it to licking a battery- but you really didn't know what that was, neither did you care, one hand coming down to slap the thunder gods ass, your mouth already having found his prostate and your tongue twisting against it. Triumphantly you could tell the mighty god was about to orgasm, but just before it did, everything went white. It took you a moment to realize you were now on your back, something smelling like burning- but it was definitely not Hades. It took you a moment to realize that Zeus' orgams made him discharge electricity- the god covering his face in shame, his spent semen all over the bed- it seemed like some hit his brothers as well- Poseidon laughing and Hades grumbling as he wiped himself.

Zeus looked at you, a little bit worried “M-mortal… Are you alright? Should I call Apollo to heal you?” You managed to give him a thumbs up, your body aching but otherwise ok. Zeus picked you up, carefully laing back against the bed, his two brothers on each side of him. Poseidon had opened a bottle of ambrosia, passing it to Hades and Zeus, who gladly took a long sip of it. The ambrosia was offered to you too, and in your weakened state, you simply couldn't refuse. The ambrosia was truly marvelous, not only because it tasted like liquid sunshine, but also because it gave you your energy right back, the precious electric discharge forgotten. You three laid back for a little bit, until Hades broke the silence.

“So… Was the curse broken?” He said, which made Zeus and Poseidon choke on their ambrosia. “Oh- that's right- the curse!” the sea god explained, looking at you. “I totally forgot! Do you feel different?” he asked, Zeus interjecting, “The curse was definitely still on them- otherwise i don't think i would have come so hard!” Hades simply laughed, this whole curse curing thing was obviously a big lie to get you to eat them out, but it seemed like his brothers got lost in said lie. After a pause, Poseidon spoke up. “Well, i'm about ready for round two so I can test if Zeus was the one!” Grinning, he took his cock in hand, which was already hardening under his hand. Hades was not having any of that tho, “No, no. I'm sure if this curse nonsense could have been cured then it would already be by now… I think our little mortal friend here deserves a price for their efforts…” Hades smirked, making you sweat. “Well, you surely have won a place up here- everyone is going to love you!” Zeus explained, already excited by the idea of having you up on olympus. Hades also had something to say. “Oh please, you two get all the mortal lovers you want here on the surface, I think this one should come with me…” Zeus cut him off. “Oh come on brother, knowing you, you'd make him into your new seat on your desk! You wouldn't even share them!” Honestly, an eternity as Hades' seat didn't sound so bad, altho maybe the ambrosia was clouding your judgment. The gods kept discussing your future, and from the distance you could hear a familiar voice calling “The bessssst! The very bessssst!” It seems like this curse is also a blessing in disgise, if it meant fucking gods all day.

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