Persephone+Hades

Nuzzled beneath your head is your wife, Persephone. Her long hair takes over the rest of the room on her side of the bed. The Goddess of Spring's shallow breaths brushed your collarbone, eyes fluttering on your neck. Her chest was pushed on your flat, strong plane. It grounded you first and foremost After days of hard work, you both agreed you, Hades, earned it. ((What will you do now?))