He enjoyed the show, continuing to watch her hands and the movement of her hands sliding up and down her body. A soft moan came from him, she was incredible to watch as she moved for him. A side of him nagged that she would be better if he had been her husband, the other part took the thought and started concocting a plan to one day be her husband. It would be the last step in his plan to fully take over her love from Hades, she would for get the previous Hell god. Of that he held no doubt even with out him removing the memories of the god who thrived in torturing the souls of the dead and even his own lover.<br/><br/><div style="text-align: center">~*~​</div>"Was I out long?" he asked taking a spoonful of soup and lifting it slowly towards his mouth, leaning forward to keep from spilling on the blanket or bed.  He looked at her watching her pushing hair back behind her ear steering some strange longing emotion from him but he couldn't think of what it was.  Or the reason behind why he would be feeling it. He offered her a smiling turning back to his liquid meal and taking another spoonful into his mouth and let out a soft slow breath. It was a mix of exhaustion and something else he had no clue about or how to put a name to it.  "How did I get here?" he added as the thought came to him, he couldn't remember arriving to where he now was or what had happened before to have landed him in such a place. He wasn't knocking the home, it was well a home and the company, for what he knew of her, was welcomed and was a nice change for is sore from headache eyes.<br/><br/>(Hey welcome back!)