[ Feigning indifference, Hades continued to watch as if he were seated at a lecture. Beneath the seemingly calm exterior there was a burning desire to replace the created hands with his own. But that would not do. Not yet.
How long would she last before she was begging for his touch? It was a wicked thought to wonder. ]
I am merely helping you relax. The work of a hero is never ending, but it would be difficult to perform your duties if your body is so still and sore.
[ To him it was like playing a piano: knowing every ilm of her body as one would know the keys allowed him to direct those phantom limbs to spots that would either soothe a tense muscle or draw out a beautiful whimper of please. ]
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How long would she last before she was begging for his touch? It was a wicked thought to wonder. ]
I am merely helping you relax. The work of a hero is never ending, but it would be difficult to perform your duties if your body is so still and sore.
[ To him it was like playing a piano: knowing every ilm of her body as one would know the keys allowed him to direct those phantom limbs to spots that would either soothe a tense muscle or draw out a beautiful whimper of please. ]