Pride and Elpis: Triumphant

Pride and Elpis: Triumphant

A/N: I’ve been obsessed with this scene ever since I heard the song. This is a perfect Elpis x Pride song and I’ve been thinking of our babies for quite some time now. I miss them a lot, but we’re getting where we want them to be. So, here we go for a little sexy moment, where Pride comes back in all his glory.

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Elpis was laying on her bed. Her long curly pink locks were crowning her face and the white toga, wrapped with golden threads wrapped around her curvaceous body. She had her arms wrapped around her waist and was staring at the rich ceiling above her head. She closed her eyes, bored out of her mind and decided that perhaps that would be the perfect moment for her to venture outside of the castle. Pride had been busy fighting the last war against his siblings and she had not seen him in a long while. He wouldn’t even notice if she had left the confines of her room and explored the realm of the Dead. Her newfound curiosity about the world surrounding her fueled her excitement and had the goddess sitting on her bed.  She put her hand over her chest and took a deep breath as she felt the change in the atmosphere. It was a familiar pressure in the air, an ominous presence had entered her chambers but it didn’t alarm the goddess. Instead, the pink-haired goddess looked around for the Sin. He was hidden in the shadows, near the small table.

“Beloved?” her soft voice echoed through the room.  She heard him stand up from the chair and walk quietly into the light.

Her eyes grew wide as she stared at him.  He seemed to be relaxed since he was wearing his suit very casually. He didn’t wear his vest, didn’t have a tie on and his sleeves were pulled up. The sin was holding a glass of bourbon –his favorite drink- and a triumphant smirk crept on his lips. She watched as he stopped in front of her and cupped her chin so he could lift her face up. His eyes were blue flames, as his gaze was intense, proud, but not fully satisfied.  His eyes stared at her, at her sugary plump lips half-opened as she wanted to speak but words died at the back of her throat. Instead, she stared at his intense blue eyes.

Her face lit up because she knew that his presence in her chambers meant it was the end of her inertia. The elder goddess yanked her head back, allowing for her head to cascade behind her and spill onto the sheets. He had returned victorious. She had spent enough time with the Sin to decode his face. He wouldn't have come to see her, with such a smirk on his face, if he had not been victorious. She didn't even need to ask him what happened because she already knew. Pride finally ended the rebellion. He crushed his traitorous siblings under his boot and they were reduced to nothing. It made the goddess sigh in delight and made her slowly spread her legs so he could close the space between the two of them. Her toga rested on her thighs, exposing the soft skin of her knees and calves. She hitched it up a little higher, so he could come closer to her frame.

Pride had been fighting this war for millennia by now. For so long his power and legitimacy had been disputed by his siblings and they had attempted to his life ever since they could. Now that they were out of the way, Pride became the undisputed ruler of the Underworld. Pride took another sip of his bourbon while his other hand lazily traced imaginary paths on the goddess collarbones, eliciting delicious moans from the pink-haired deity. She rolled her head to the side, allowing him to touch more of her while her own hands were holding onto the sheets of the bed.

Her mind had been busy these path months. Busy with adjusting to this new reality, this new Pride, the fact her beloved siblings were destroyed because they tried to help her and most of her pantheon was now loyal to her traitorous siblings. Her heart was still filled with the bitter need for revenge but her thirst was quenched tonight because the Sin had returned. Pride chuckled at her eagerness to be touched by him and almost applauded her lack of defiance; Elpis was temperamental, but she also knew when to be. Tonight wasn't the moment to be defiant or aggressive. tonight wasn't the night to be upset or worried. Elpis was appreciating the moment and the return of her King. 

“Did Envy suffer?” She asked as she felt his hand gently stroking her neck. The air in the atmosphere because even suffocating because of his intense presence. A mere mortal would have been dead by now, a weaker god would have been brought to his knees, Elpis was aroused by the sudden display of power. She resisted, in her own way, slowly pouring her energy around her as well, which made him curb a brow.

“I promised you he would.” He replied, bemused by her playful attitude. His other hand gently squeezed her neck, enough to just add a little bit of pressure and make her roll her eyes as she enjoyed his touch. He then moved his hand higher and grabbed a fist of her silky pink hair. “Have I ever disappointed you, Meus Lux?” My light. The name made her squirm a little and she tried to close her legs but he was right in between now, She relaxed her throat, surrendering to him in silence as she tried to imagine how her beloved had tortured her sworn enemy.

Elpis hated Envy because he was almost succeeded in killing her vessel. She hated that he was able to ruin her millennia-long efforts to nothing and was even angrier at the fact he almost deprived Pride of her presence. She hated that he hurt her sweet vessel and wanted nothing short of a painful death for him. She made Pride promise her that Envy would regret his stunt with her and with her beloved assuring her that he did, Elpis relaxed even more. She hitched her toga a little higher, almost dangerously exposing hidden treasures he had not tasted for far too long, but she didn't go further as she wanted to tease his very senses as well.

“Never, Meus Rex. You've never disappointed me.” She paused for a minute before she opened her eyes again to stare at him. His glass of bourbon had vanished and he gently laid her on her back, his hand still holding a fist of her pink locks. She pushed herself further up on the bed, so the ebony goddess was now fully laying on her back. The king was above her, still in between her legs and with his free hand on her legs. Silence settled between the two of them for a solid minute. They both were looking at each other while Elpis stroked her king's cheek.

There was a lot of things she wanted to tell him, the first one being that she acknowledged he wasn't the Pride she once knew and fell in love with. He was remade and therefore anew, but his very essence remained the same. It took her a while to adjust to this new reality, but with time, he proved to be better than who he once was. He proved to be caring, he always ensured her safety and comfort whether he was around or not. She enjoyed their conversations, the time he gave her when he was still planning his attacks against his siblings. She enjoyed his brutal honesty and while he could sometimes be a true asshole, Pride wanted her to be happy. He didn't like it when she was upset, and while the Sin wasn't very vocal about his feelings or emotions, he managed to make her smile more than once. He learned to know her and accept the goddess with her short temper, her demands, her playfulness and this very emotion he couldn't decipher just yet.

Elpis fell in love with him, with this version of Pride and realized it when he went to war. She realized that she grew attached to him and wanted nothing more but rule the universe with him. He was a conqueror after all, not just a ruthless king of the Underworld. Her beloved couldn't stop just right there, Pride wasn't designed like that. He would want more and she would want to be by his side when he would get more. After he conquered the Underworld, he would now only go above and destroy the very pantheon that messed with his life and hers. A kiss on her cheek was enough to distract the goddess from her trail of thoughts and she felt him slowly brushed the skin of her arms and pull them above her head. The goddess enjoyed the touch of the Sin and relaxed as he submitted her to his will. She bit her bottom lip, enjoying the surge of power from her beloved that literally crushed her frame to the bed.

The fingers of his free hand hitched her toga higher, exposing the goddess underwears and allowing the sin to better settled in between her legs. He did grow in power and was holding the world in his palm but his endless appetite forced him to want more. Elpis, despite the many opportunities she had never betrayed him. She remained within the Underworld and waited for him. He knew she wasn't helpless but instead tested her strength every day. She grew stronger and more powerful over the months spent here and he could feel the renewed energy flow through her veins. He could feel her appetite for revenge and more pour out of her and into the atmosphere. She was strong-willed, determined and very different from the Elpis he saw in the “other self” memories. Her smile softened him and he let his lips give her feverish kisses. It quickly became clear he didn't want to speak right now, but rather celebrate his victory over his siblings, so Elpis didn't insist. There would be another day for a deep conversation.

-TBC-