Breyner Brickell has discovered the truth about the dagger and debt his Goddess has become involved in, he then begs Lilliana to be able to pay off his Goddess's debt by doing anything.
~xXx~
"Goddess? I'm here." Breyner Brickell, he muttered shyly as he stood outside the forges of the Goddess Lilliana.
"Well, come in, come in. I was almost fully awake." Lilliana answered from the other side of the forge.
After the attempt to knock, Lilliana's voice urged the boy to enter. Breyner Brickell slowly opened the door to his forge, his eyes widening at the sight of his current state.
"Um...Ah...Good morning, Goddess..." Breyner greeted Lilliana politely. His eyes were a soft brown and his distinctive white hair was disheveled as always, it was as if he had just gotten out of bed.
Lilliana was all the same, her dark blue hair had not yet been properly cared for, not that she had ever concentrated on that outside of important meetings with the other deities, and she was in a rather revealing general state of nudity. She wore only a long-sleeved white shirt over her upper body, stained by last night's craft project, her thigh-high leather boots, and her lacy panties, which she had no intention of hiding. This left her long, slender legs practically exposed to the fresh morning air and Breyner's wandering eyes.
Not that decorum was always in question whenever the two of them met like this in the early morning. Outside this small forge, she was a Goddess with her own family, and he was a fledgling adventurer, representing his own Goddess. They were distant existences, interacting only with each other, but briefly; and yet here, in this little world, they continued on their secret path.
Lilliana's sharp features split into a small, affectionate smile as Breyner stepped forward, loosening his normal everyday clothing and placing him in a nearby chair. She sat up on one of his desks and watched him undress as she placed her chin on her bent knees, her luscious thighs candidly exposing the thin fabric that covered his crotch. When Breyner finished undressing, she smiled as he placed his hands on each boot and slowly parted her thighs, before moving a little closer, melding his heat with hers. Her silent exchange of eyes left no room for interpretation as his gaze went straight to her panties.
~oOo~
This strange arrangement took place when Breyner Brickell broke into his office one day for an impromptu lecture. Breyner had apparently discovered that his Goddess was working too hard just to pay off the debt for the dagger she had ordered from Lilliana. The boy was understandably worried about Mimosa, and practically begged, on his knees, and it wasn't a familiar sight, for a chance to find a way to reduce the burden on Mimosa's debt, no matter how minimal.
She pointed out that he should just help Mimosa with the work, but then he cried that he didn't want her to know he knew that. And thinking about it, Lilliana saw that the other Goddess would have been very upset if she had known that her own Family had discovered the truth about the debt. Seeing the boy acting so desperate, she tried to teach him something about patience, teasing him with a joke. She dragged him to her forge, where she loosened her clothes, and called him close. She expected him to turn all red or run away.
What she really hadn't expected was that he would actually come and start touching her everywhere, with such skill and technique that it took a long moment before she realized he was actually doing it. But then she was "intrigued" and let him do his job.
Two hours later, she looked stupidly with a goofy grin around her discarded garments, at Breyner Brickell, who wasn't quite a boy anymore, not at all; and then in his own discharge running down his thighs and staining his boots, mixed with his potent divine bodily fluids.
Damn the Brickells, damn Breyner's grandmother, who must surely have been responsible for his inexplicable knowledge of carnal things.
Lilliana really enjoyed those two hours. And she wanted more, so much more.
~oOo~
Breyner started kissing all over her neck, then caressed her body over the fabric of her shirt. Lilliana sighed as he nuzzled between her breasts and breathed in deeply of her scent, lightly tickling her neck. He slowly circled his fingers all over the outside of her breasts, before moving down to slide his palms over her stomach. Then he stripped her shirt over her shoulders and lifted his head to place a chaste kiss on her skin, before pulling the loose shirt down until it became a piece of cloth around her belly button. Her stunning breasts hung there exposed to him, the dark areolas hardening in the morning chill.
Breyner cupped each of his breasts and brought their kisses down, his mouth enveloping one nipple, then the other. Lilliana made a light, appreciative sound in the back of her throat as she kneaded her breasts as she placed her saliva over her nipples, which quickly became erect and hard. Then he slowly descended further, his mouth traveling the length of her navel before reaching for her panties. Nibbling on the strap, he yanked her panties off, before pulling them up to her ankles as she kicked the fabric away. Now Breyner saw her sweet cunt. A small strand of dark blue hair was above her pinkish and slightly damp lips. He planted his hot kisses all the way around that slit but didn't go beyond that, causing her to stroke her hair impatiently. Then he pushed her face into her sex and stuck his tongue in her slit. The tip made the smallest movements on her inner lips, traveling down, then up, past her clitoris, to her humble blue bush; then lower again and repeat. Her thighs pressed against the side of her head, her hips bucking, her booted legs lifted over her shoulder as her entire body writhed.
"Hahhhh…you're in good shape today…" Lilliana muttered, her voice purring in her throat as she bit her lip.
"Mm…" Breyner muttered softly, nodding.
This was his little morning ritual, and he was so good at it. Most of the time she was very busy, and they never got to have real sex afterward, but she never missed that little pact of theirs whenever she booked. And Breyner never failed to appear; he never failed to please her, until she was completely addicted. It became her little routine to expel the tensions of the day before and prepare her for what was sure to come again with the same intensity again.
Her wet, drenched sex was slick with her own juices and her saliva. Now Breyner swirled his tongue around the hood of her clit, making little sucking motions across the tiny organ. Proud Lilliana screamed and moaned, her hands practically gripping him by the roots of her hair as he continually attended to her. He sucked, hung his tongue with even greater speed; each vigorously repeated movement sent electric shivers down her spine as stars bloomed in her vision, bringing her closer and closer to her climax.
"Aggghhh! Haaaah!"
And with that wordless offer, Lilliana lifted her head back and cried out as waves of pleasure washed over her. By this time, Breyner had thrust two of his fingers into her pussy, as if to ride and monitor the pure, pleasurable orgasm that had rocked her world, causing her limbs to loosen, her mind to lose all focus as her folds rippled and tightened. your fingers. Finally, her orgasm ceased, and she was gasping for breath, her eye remaining unfocused and unfocused, as Breyner diligently licked every last drop of her juices, making little jolts of pleasure shoot through her whenever he rubbed her exhausted clit.
"Haaah... That was... good..." Lilliana muttered happily.
"I'm glad I was able to satisfy you, Goddess." Breyner muttered happily.
Lilliana stood there for a short while, her hands lazily running through Breyner's white hair as she basked in the glow of her peak. His fleshy thighs loosened their grip on her head. Then she gently pushed him back and asked him to get up.
"Don't get too cocky." Lilliana told Breyner, in a slightly breathless voice. She caught sight of his young, springy flesh, now painfully erect. She took hold of the glans and guided it to its watery slit.
"D-dear goddess, do you want to do this today?" Breyner asked quickly.
"I want this now." Lilliana growled huskily as she lifted her thighs, gripping the backs of her knees. She put her boot heels on her shoulder and pulled him down on her. "I want to feel your hardness thick inside me, Breyner. Now."
So readily persuaded, Breyner had no other objections, and he sank his cock easily into her. Both shuddered and wept at the sudden contact as their bodies came together; and Breyner once again felt the most exquisite fusion of pain and wet, tense pleasure as her inner folds choked on his throbbing cock. Being young and eager, it didn't take long for him to move in and out of Lilliana's pussy with increasing speed as he lay against her body and thrust his hips into hers like the desperate heat of a small rabbit. He spread the valley between her breasts, his hands pinching her nipples, and he held her hands like an anchor as her movements quickened.
"Oohhh, haaah, ohhh, gods…" Breyner muttered passionately.
"Yes! Hm! Oooh! Aaah! There, Breyner! Teeeeeeeeee!" Lilliana exclaimed aloud and the formerly proud and rude goddess gave way to a woman squirming wildly in the greatest pleasure, while a young mortal penetrates her love tunnel again and again; each thrust produced wet crunching sounds that echoed in the room as the table they sat on shook and creaked. Breyner was insatiable, pouring everything out while Lilliana coaxed and proudly milked her erection; his grunts and guttural moans were the equivalent of her last vestige of pride, of not giving in to openly screaming like a slut.
They came explosively, and Breyner fired each of his potent seeds into the Goddess, and he moaned happily as she closed around him, accepting and engulfing her heat with every pulse of his cock. Lilliana squeezed the boy's sweaty back as saliva dripped from the corner of her mouth. She licked her lips, drawing even more pleasure from the sensation of being seeded by such a virile young man.
~oOo~
She remembered that first time once more. She looked at their work and wondered what kind of joke was being played at her expense. She sure wasn't like some of the other Goddesses, who didn't mind adventures like this. Of course, she only granted Mimosa's request to make that weapon for him, but that was because of Mimosa's seriousness, and not particularly because of the boy himself. She put a hand to her face, feeling a slight headache as she thought of the other goddess. Surely that girl would definitely not accept it, if she knew, that she "played" with her beloved and amazing Breyner Brickell. Swearing, insults like robber of men and maybe worse things would come out...
Breyner then woke up, looking blearily around them. "Hey, mhm… wait a second...." Breyner said suddenly, standing up, and not paying attention to the fact that he was still completely naked in front of a goddess. "Does this mean I finally set up with a girl?"
Lilliana then looked into the young man's anxious brown eyes and sighed. She patted his head lightly. "This and that are completely different things." Lilliana said. "What we did, Breyner… it was just casual. I don't think it goes without saying that you're not going to babble about it to your goddess, do you hear?"
"Y-yes... Anything to help the Goddess with the debt." Breyner muttered in agreement.
"And that reminds me." Lilliana said, placing a finger on Breyner's chin. A certain cool, pleasurable flutter touched her chest as she leaned in and whispered, "This is far from making up for everything. It's going to take more. Much more of this." Lilliana muttered and felt so devilishly delighted to have that kind of secret. It made her pussy twitch, and it has so far.
Lilliana said then, as she did this very moment, panting under him as they huddled together at the table. "So are you free tomorrow?" Lilliana muttered happily and Breyner Brickell's hardened masculinity was more than enough response.
~xXx~
The most recent Great Assembly of Gods and Goddesses was of particular interest to Lilliana, as it was there that she received news that Breyner had achieved the Gold Rank. The Great Assembly of Gods and Goddesses then determined a name for the young adventurer "Passo Veloz", and then she lost sight of the boy.
Days passed, with his little "arrangement" made to go to hell when the boy didn't show up, which was understandable considering Breyner's previous involvement with a dangerous enemy. Lilliana didn't regret the boy not showing up for their meeting, because the boy was human after all. It was better to distance himself, give the boy time to recover, especially after overcoming an ordeal that few could claim to have achieved.
This left Lilliana with the unfortunate realization that she had trusted the boy a little too much during their morning encounters. Breyner was always able to release her tensions by having sex, and then she would be able to spend at least the next twenty-four hours in a heightened and pleasantly happy frame of mind. Now, as the days went by without her meeting Breyner, Lilliana found that she simply couldn't function normally anymore. She would feel unfulfilled, incomplete, like she'd made a shit gun, and everyone else had found out about it in the same instant. Ironically, this made her almost spoil her daily weapon making orders. Her mood was eternally foul and bitchy, and all because she was missing out on some hot young thoughts in mortal love. It was an itch she couldn't quite scratch, no matter how hard she tried. No matter how much she teased her pussy lips and cupped her breasts, or used the "toys" she stole from a certain perverted goddess, she was only able to bring herself to an orgasm that was actually very unsatisfying. This frustrated her greatly and invariably led to her even more sullen mood. She was too proud, as a goddess, to admit that Breyner had unleashed a fire in her that only continued to burn when he left her side, and was lit every time he pleasured her, which burned when they had sex. And with him gone for almost three weeks now, well...
Today was especially brutal. She had to give Welf and the others the rest of the day off while she wrapped up the day early in her workshop. The itch in his groin had become unbearably too much to bear. Her fingers grew slick and slimy with the effort of rubbing her pussy with every fiber of her divine being. Again and again, she came, hot and confused, but all she felt was a cold, lingering dissatisfaction before continuing on to the next one. She passed a dozen of them before finally realizing someone was knocking on her door.
"I'm busy! Come back later!" Lilliana yelled at any idiot out there. She was still riding the wave of a recent orgasm and had no patience for anyone trying to upset her.
"Oh, okay. I'm sorry to bother you, Goddess." A voice very similar to Breyner Brickell's voice came from the other side.
Lilliana gaped, before running for the door when she heard her footsteps walk away.
The young man looked quite surprised when he turned to see her standing in the doorway. He lowered his head in apology when he saw her naked state. "Oh sorry!"
Lilliana smiled, relief flooding her as she confirmed it was really him. She was happy to see that he looked fine, relatively normal and unharmed. "Come in, come in soon Breyner." Lilliana said quickly, turning back to the workshop. She stopped when she saw the clear trail of sperm droplets on the floor, marking the shortest path she'd made to the door when she heard his voice. She squirmed, feeling the hot wetness in her panties.
"Goddess?" Breyner asked quickly.
"Close the door." Lilliana spoke quickly.
"HM alright." Breyner objectively complied. "I just came to check on you, I'm sorry I couldn't see you, goddess. But with the title I got, plus other stuff going on, well, I kind of lost track of time. Plus, I felt great. guilty, because like the dagger really helps me and I…" Breyner was interrupted and quickly thrown out of the loop when Lilliana suddenly launched herself at him, pressing her warm body against his as she clamped her delicious thighs around him. of his outstretched arm.
"Breyner…please…" Lilliana whispered softly, tears in her eyes, as she clutched at the front of his clothes desperately. She moved her thighs, allowing his hand to feel her insides, which grew wet and hot with pure desire.
"Ah! Just as I thought! Well don't worry goddess, I'll help you." Breyner muttered happily, and with that proclamation, his fingers crept through the fabric of Lilliana's panties, pulling her aside, before traversing her across familiar territory.
"Haah...haaahhh!" Lilliana almost howled at the joyous sensation of someone touching her, and her pussy lips curved over Breyner's experienced fingers as if they had a life of their own. She covered her mouth, panting into her palms as her knees shook with the surge of pleasure that seemed to emanate from Breyner's touch. The boy's hand caressed the back of her neck thoughtfully, sending shivers cascading down her spine. Breyner then found her erect clit, and after concentrating on it, he quickly hit the jackpot and sent her senses soaring.
Lilliana banged her head on her shoulder, her head spinning as she was finally rewarded with the one thing she'd been deprived of for weeks. She shivered and shuddered, waves of intense, orgasmic pleasure coursing through her as her pussy convulsed under an explosive orgasm that spread her juices freely over Breyner's hand. She screamed into his chest, and it felt like she'd lifted a difficult burden off his shoulders. Her knees, unable to contain the pleasure, buckled, and she was only held upright by Breyner's strong hand, which held her by her quivering slit.
"Haah...Gaahhh..." Lilliana, nearly choking, struggled for breath, her mind an opaque fog. The whole world made sense now. Everything fell into place almost in place. She was finally balanced, in control, above all satisfied. Her orgasm felt like the end of all orgasms, and all thanks to a child.
"Uwaaah... That's a lot." Breyner muttered randomly, rubbing the sticky substance that stuck to her fingers. "That got really intense there, goddess. Are you really okay?"
Lilliana smiled weakly, wishing she could punch the boy for his lack of awareness. But it didn't really look bad. Breyner Brickell was endearing that way. She touched his shoulder, then tugged at a strap of his armor. She met his eyes. "I need more."
Breyner's body came down, lying on the workshop floor. His clothes and armor were strewn about carelessly, along with the rest of Lilliana's dignity. The only thing she still wore were her thigh-high leather boots, which she didn't mind taking off. For a moment she gave herself over to the boy's body, drinking deeply of his young, virile musk, pinching and licking his nipples, offering him many little caresses. He was already semi-hard, and through his care he became as rigid as a hot poker. Licking her lips in anticipation, Lilliana straddled him, wetting his entire length with her drenched nethers.
Breyner smiled and commented, "You look very excited, goddess."
"Shut up and give it to me, Fast Step." Lilliana said quickly, and with that she dipped her waist down, fully engulfing his rock-hard cock inside her walls. Her entrance was facilitated by the amount of free lubrication provided by her subsequent arousal and orgasms, and he was able to sheath completely inside her to the base of her groin in one thrust. Lilliana bit her lip, basking in the mesmerizing heat of him filling her after so long. Breyner himself moaned as her folds writhed around him, nipping at everything around him like little mouths. Lilliana wasted no time mounting the boy hard, her pussy devouring him greedily as she ground her hips against his: circling in place, moving back and forth, making his cock reach every point. nice in her cunt over and over again.
Breyner, for his part, looked like he was about to melt into the velvety private parts of the goddess, which were as divine and creepy as he remembered. He recognized her frantic movements with hers, thrusting his cock upward to contain her frantic grinding with his hungry cock.
"Oh...! Aaaah... Yes! Stronger! Ready! Ready!" Lilliana moaned and closed her eyes, drinking deeply of the pleasurable sensations coursing through her body from their shared connection. For every circular movement of her hips, he thrust hard, making her skin crawl every time; for every sideways movement of her sexy ass, he pumped harder with indulgent joy, causing stars to bloom behind her eyelids. The goddess totally exalted in this bold and desperate congress with her lover, offering herself to her body needs. She shook her head from side to side, scattering beads of moisture from her damp, messy hair. His tanned, glowing skin rippled with every strong, fleshy touch; and she also began to glisten with sweat from their combined heat, which grew to an even more passionate level as her pleasure peaked.
Lilliana felt it coming, like a supernova exploding in space. She howled, throwing her head back, her body caught in the convulsion of an orgasm. She didn't care that she literally smothered his length with the twist, like a grip on his cock; she surrendered to the thrill of release, even as it made her look like a woman maddened with lust.
Breyner almost felt like her soul was being sucked into her cock as he pulsed and throbbed, ejecting thick, milky strands of his seed deep into the goddess's center. Then he felt the goddess's body collapse on top of him, still shivering, writhing from the potent effects of her orgasm, which made Breyner grunt even louder as a fresh wave of cum came straight from her balls.
They stood there, trapped in the aftermath of her fiery intercourse, their hearts beating as one, holding each other's hands, their cock still buried in the goddess's divine pussy. After Breyner's manhood pulsed one last time, traces of his sperm oozed from his slit, a testament to the amount he'd fed the goddess. Eventually, Lilliana woke up, wiping tears from her one visible eye, before remembering where she was.
Lilliana clicked her tongue, some of her normal behavior restored. "Aw, man." Lilliana muttered and glanced at Breyner, who watched her silently through half-closed eyes. "So, um…how are you?"
"I'm…doing well, goddess." Breyner said softly.
"I see." Lilliana muttered. Slowly and silently, she lowered her head and placed it against his chest. She closed her eyes; it was strangely comforting to bask in someone else's warmth. She wondered why she hadn't noticed this before, in her previous cases. Maybe it was because it was night now, when all the others of hers had been during early morning: a simple hot, desperate fuck that had to be stopped due to the needs of the day. There was no time to hug, or spoon, or anything else. And now...
"...Do you mind if I stay here for a while?" Lilliana asked curiously.
"Not even a little." Breyner said with a shrug.
Lilliana felt that she had recovered, a good few minutes later, enough and was looking forward to more. But she wasn't too interested in doing that right away. So she invited Breyner to sit in the nearby chair, still naked, and asked him to talk about the past few weeks. As he did so, she snuggled between his strong, powerful thighs; and then she rested her head on his thigh, put her face close to his crotch and started playing with his cock with her mouth. It felt so strange to sit here in front of Breyner, fully exposing oneself to each other while he talked mundane things. But for some reason, she felt it soothed her instead of making her feel extremely embarrassed. Breyner was an honest, gentle type of man, the best male type most women could find. So she felt like she could do anything in front of him, without fear of censure. She immersed herself in his big, admiring brown eyes even as she took a few inches of his cock down her gullet.
Lilliana's blowjob was slow and lazy as she didn't move her head much and forced his cock to point at her, but it didn't seem like Breyner minded. As he talked about Mimosa, she made teasing circular adventures with her tongue around him while brushing stray hair out of her face. As he recounted his recent adventure, she took the tip of it past her lips and began to run her tongue over it. As he spoke of the chaos that had surrounded him since he reached the Gold Rank, she teased and ran her tongue across the underside of his cock. In a way, it looked like she was lazily worshiping him; or more like she was worshiping his cock. And strangely, Lilliana felt good about it. It was as if Breyner was exactly the kind of person who deserved such a thing, and her mind didn't object. Besides, this was both a favor to him and his self-indulgence; this wasn't worship, but like someone enjoying their new toy. Yes, it seemed like a much better mental image.
"And then I-haah! Goddess! That's so!" Breyner muttered softly.
Lilliana's eyes narrowed in triumph as she pursed her mouth to repeat the same sucking motion with her tongue that would please him enough to interrupt. She could already feel his cock throbbing. With a loud, lecherous smack of her lips, she let his cock out. "Nuh-uh. Not yet." Lilliana said and closed her hand around his length and then rubbed him lazily, teasing him just enough to remain erect. She got up and walked over to one of his tables. She leaned forward against him, then presented her bare ass to him. She looked over his shoulder and blinked at him with her only visible eye, trying to get him to come.
A warm, hungry look came over Breyner, who rose and wasted no time positioning himself between the Goddess's legs. The table began to shake as their love relationship was renewed. This time it was slow and methodical. Breyner frantically thrust her hips forward as he gripped her love fists and scolded her mercilessly; Lilliana, however, reveled in the feel of a strong, rigid, dependable cock digging into her from behind, this time absorbing the intense feelings as they came. It was no secret that she began panting ardently less than five minutes after their intercourse, hissing through her teeth every time their skin came together; as Breyner's intense breeding efforts intensified, burying his cock deep in her like a perverted beast claiming a ruined adventuress.
After that round of sex, another waiting period ensued. This time, Lilliana completely engaged Breyner in conversation as the two played and explored each other's naked bodies; with the proviso that victory would be achieved if the other came to the climax first. It was a shameless game that Breyner had proposed. It ended in mutual defeat, or victory, as each brought the other to orgasm simultaneously.
The sight of his sperm on the floor reminded Lilliana that night was already turning, and she needed to prepare for the next day. Even Breyner looked hesitant, wondering if she intended to continue, even this late at night. Breyner's innocent gaze melted what little control Lilliana had, and she crushed his body against hers as they began their third round. Temptation gripped the normally responsible goddess, leaving her satisfied with her desires, while even reason deceived itself into arguing that it took so long for him to return, why not take him all night? And then, Lilliana totally immersed herself in her depravity and pulled the boy with her.
The sacred workshop, already her meeting place, progressively began to smell of her lingering, turbulent sex. They fucked in every way possible, until Lilliana's well-used pussy was sore, until only tasteless streams of cum came out of Breyner's cock. And yet, with Lilliana's encouragement, they continued on, fully exploring each other's bodies, until scant traces of sunlight began to filter through the windows.
"It's already morning?" Breyner asked curiously. His head was resting on Lilliana's lap. Her limp cock was like a limp fish against his groin, tired after exploring the goddess's many strange holes and valleys.
Lilliana smiled softly, lazily stroking her forehead. "Yes. You will have to leave soon." Her brown skin had absorbed much of their combined musk, overpowered by sex, and was now smeared with dust and other marks that showed where they'd been pressed hard against something, over and over again.
"Yeah…soon…" Breyner muttered quickly and blinked slowly looked down. "Aw, man." Inexplicably, his cock was slowly hardening again. The mention of "having to go" seemed like the trigger for both of them now, as throughout the night it was the signal for them to forget about themselves and go for that "last" fuck.
Seeing this, Lilliana frowned and shook her head slightly. "No means no, Breyner. I'm serious. It's morning…" Lilliana mumbled quickly and sighed as Breyner began rubbing above her crotch, stimulating the skin and making her crotch tingle once more. "It's morning…" Lilliana muttered, pursing her lips.
"Right." Breyner said with a mysterious glint in his eyes. "It's morning. And morning. Morning, morning, and morning."
Lilliana blinked rapidly, the way Breyner was emphasizing the "morning" part was really weird, until comprehension hit her. "Mhm… you're right. And in the morning." Lilliana muttered the usual time of the daily routine, so long interrupted. She licked her lips in anticipation, ready to roll for the "last" time, this morning, of course.
~xXx~
Intermittent squeaking sounds filled the room. You could also hear, interspersed with the incessant screeching, the lowing sounds of some sort of animal, the damp, crushing sounds like fruit crunching underfoot, and a rich sort of slapping noise, like a butcher tenderizing meat. All this emanated from the couple enjoying their lively congress over a worktable. His constant back and forth movements contributed to the table's shrill protests. The moans and the others came naturally from them.
Glorious naked, her curves displayed for all to see, the Goddess Ferreira, known only as Lilliana lay on the table, her dark skin glistening with sweat. Her only visible eye was glazed over with lust, even as her partner's movements made her voluptuous breasts rise and flap together like fruit in the wind, and sent ripples that reverberated across her delicious-looking skin. One of her legs was draped over her partner's shoulder,
The young adventurer Breyner Brickell, whose snow-pale skin contrasted sharply with the Goddess's darker skin tone. Gripping the goddess's thigh to his chest, Breyner plunged into the opening between her thighs with frantic yet precise strength, their joining creating the aforementioned crushing sounds and the reek of female arousal and male premonite that emanated from their lusty joining. The goddess's other leg was wrapped around the back of her waist; with each of Breyner's shoves, the leg helped drive him deeper into himself, while ensuring he couldn't easily escape the honeypot that held him tightly to himself.
At the moment, his faces now contorted, as if they felt the most exquisite torture piercing their bodies. The goddess bit her lip and struggled to make sure she didn't make too much noise, while Breyner turned to the goddess' tall boots, which she kept, and buried her screams in the leather surface.
"Cumming! Fuh! Cumming!" Lilliana muttered passionately.
"Haah...goddess...oohhhh..." Breyner exclaimed happily.
The dark-skinned beauty of a goddess, Lilliana, let her legs relax from their grip around Breyner's ass, letting her fall to the floor. With the other leg still slung over the young man's shoulder, it made his opening wider than before. Then, her inner walls tightened around the young man's penis, milking his morning sperm as it shot deep into her uterus and ensuring none of his sperm could escape prematurely.
They were having these "morning sessions" for what felt like weeks from now. Except for that brief period of interruption when Breyner recovered from the adventure involving an Elder Lich, Lilliana always got her quickie from her willing confidant, the young adventurer, without fail. It became part of her daily routine as much as everything else in her life. And the best part is, she never got old. She could never have guessed from the young man's innocent-looking features, which looked so much like those of a fluffy brown-eyed Vhuphus; but he was a voracious lover. Aggressive, relentless, virile, all the qualities Lilliana liked in a lover. Plus, she never got tired of how he was able to please her body in so many ways that were surprising even to her. He was able to awaken parts of herself that even she didn't know actually existed in her. Her postcoital bliss ended as soon as Breyner spent what was left of her essence. Truth be told, the boy was still tense, eager to go even after such a difficult session. But their little encounter only managed to last so long, especially with the morning progressing like that. As each was well aware of the other's hidden signals, it meant they were gone, like Breyner pulling his cock out slowly from inside her drenched pussy mess.
Lilliana smiled to herself, shivering at the subtle, delicious sensation of having her breakfast planted deep in her womb. No matter what sort of things happened today, she was at least assured that she was as relaxed as possible for her work. When he left her fully, she quickly brought her thighs together, forming a seal of flesh that would ensure that no drop of her hot essence could escape. For good measure, she pulled her panties up to cover them there.
Then the two hurriedly dressed. His clothes always ended up in piles around his workshop. It was a testament to their shared and desperate lust at the beginning of each "session".
"Oh? Oooh! Oooh, I completely forgot goddess! I have something for you!" Breyner said out loud suddenly.
Lilliana silently watched him turn and hobble his half-pantsed leg toward her. In her hand, Breyner held something small and shiny. She recognized it immediately as some kind of ore. But it was only when she reached out to touch him that she knew. This was no ordinary ore.
"Where did you get that?" Lilliana asked curiously in a low voice as she spoke, the beautiful piece of material seemed to glow and sing to her in a dozen charming little whispers. She could count how many times she had seen such material in her life before, and it wouldn't even take the fingers of her entire hand.
"I found it a few days ago." Breyner explained. "And I would have shown you yesterday, but..."
Lilliana ruffled her hair. Yesterday, she'd been in an exceptionally excited mood after she'd gone out to a party the night before, so she'd done nothing but ride Breyner's cock for three full hours that morning before starting their respective morning duties. Not that it was her first morning session to start with her a little more than a hangover.
"Anyway, my goddess told me it's a really rare type of ore, and she told me to come to you and ask about it for more details. It's kind of funny, right?" Breyner said with a shrug.
"Yeah, that's hilarious." Lilliana muttered emotionlessly. She swallowed hard, as if Breyner had just shot a hot, thick load down her throat. How the hell could Breyner have found something like that? It was way beyond above-average luck, as this thing was only reserved for the upper-level adventurers who toiled in the deepest floors of the dungeons; and even then finding it really required tremendous luck.
"Anyway, I thought about it, and I might as well give it to you. As a gift. To...you know...As a token of my...um...err, appreciation..." Breyner he muttered stuttering and rubbed his white hair, his cheeks red. "...And...well, I thought you'd like this better than me and Mimosa as gifts."
Lilliana's eyes widened, honestly touched by Breyner's gesture. Lilliana felt heat touch her cheeks, which she smothered with a desperate grimace. "I...thank you, Breyner...That's certainly very kind of you. But then-"
After a few more moments, she was able to confirm definitively. The piece of metal that Breyner gave him was a piece of "Divine Adamantium", the toughest ore in all this land. No mortal hand could mold it, nor use it for itself. She had only worked with "Adamantio Divino" once before, and it was an honor to turn it into a suitable piece of equipment. The metal had properties that not even she, one of the few Blacksmith Gods, knew about. It would be an extreme pleasure to take bits of the ore, to test it within the fire of her imagination, in order to elevate her craft to even greater heights. And now, receiving such a precious piece so easily, as if it were nothing to Breyner…didn't he really know that it would pay back Mimosa's debt to her many times over? Even a small sliver of the mineral would have been enough to cover the dagger's costs. She wondered if Breyner Brickell really knew the value of what he had just given her; she supposed she should be grateful for small miracles that he hadn't been fooled by someone else before. Then again, she didn't know if she should be happy or not that he was treating her like she was his real lover and giving her presents; she blushed again at the thought as a tight feeling took over her chest.
As a benevolent goddess, it was her duty to inform Breyner of this. She couldn't just leave him in the dark about it. Besides, she cared about the boy, even though she hated to admit it out loud.
'Ah, but that would mean the end of all sex.' Said a small voice inside Lilliana's head.
Lilliana bit her lip, squeezing her fingers over the lump of divine ore erratically. Lilliana would definitely relinquish Mimosa's debt for that, as it would be totally bad to just take the material and keep silent about its true value, just to ensure Mimosa continued to owe her. Not to mention certain eavesdropping Gods and Goddesses who would definitely notice the cloud of deception hovering over Lilliana's words, Mimosa was never the person to be trusted to keep certain secrets. With the debt payment hanging over his fluffy head, Breyner would no longer be forced to meet her here for his morning "sessions." Her treacherous pussy, still slick with its dripping, drying seed, tightened, as if it knew her thoughts, as if it wanted her to play the role of manipulative goddess for the first time. She really had no real obligation to Mimosa. No one would ever discover the true value of the divine ore. Mimosa would continue to work, and work for the dagger; all the while, Breyner secretly came to her room, to pay off his share of the debt through a few hours of daily debauchery with Lilliana. She had to admit that she was tempted for a long, full moment, imagining the pleasure amplified once she began to work a little more with the unyielding divine ore: this combined with her lover's daily flirting and she would essentially be full until the edge daily without end. She would be completely fulfilled.
It was enough to make her smack her head, patting her head lightly for thinking such a silly thought. She was Lilliana. A God. She didn't need to fall into such mundane temptations.
It was a very good and rewarding series of months. But all things came to an end, eventually another voice came into her head. It was a nosy voice she didn't like, always preaching responsibility and all. Which, in this case, was as irritating as a piece of ore that simply refused to be tempered.
"Breyner…" Lilliana said, looking at the young man who had already put on most of her clothes. The clueless boy met her gaze as he bowed his head. "There's something you need to know about this."
"Hm? What is it, goddess?" Breyner asked curiously.
Lilliana bit her lip, then shrugged to avoid her last hesitation in her. "You really have no idea what you just put in my hands, do you?"
Breyner's brown eyes widened. "Is it valuable or something?"
"If this is valuable?" Lilliana asked and quickly let out a laugh. "I just couldn't afford it if you wanted to sell it to me." Lilliana said with a shrug, quite technically she had ways of her, like a goddess, but it wouldn't be easy. "What that also means is that it can really pay for the dagger I forged for your goddess."
Breyner's eyes widened, big as saucers. "How, this can pay for… are you serious?" Breyner muttered randomly and then took a deep breath. "Ooohhh... Wow! Wow! This is just amazing!"
Lilliana was happy to see Breyner jump for joy. "With that, I can consider Mimosa's debt erased. That I can guarantee you."
"Oh man, I bet she would really like that!" Breyner exclaimed happily aloud. "Thank you so much for telling me, goddess!"
"I'll tell her about it today." Lilliana said quickly, picking up her own clothes from the floor. "And…there's something else too…" Lilliana kept talking, watching the young man literally shiver in her place, full of contained and vigorous energy. "I'll take care of making you a present, Breyner. A sword, perhaps, using some of the material you so graciously gave me."
Breyner gasped in surprise. "But I don't know if I'll be able to pay. Are you giving us more of the same debt?"
Lilliana blinked rapidly, then glared at Breyner. "Boy, who do you think I am? Some kind of tactless and greedy merchant? It's going to be a gift, and the gifts won't be paid."
"Oh. Alright then." Breyner said. "I'm sorry for this." Breyner hesitated for a few more moments, before saying, "Wait. Does that mean... goddess?"
"Hm?" Lilliana raised an eyebrow curiously.
Breyner cleared his throat, cheeks turning red. "…Does that mean our morning sessions are…err, over?"
Lilliana blinked once, twice, three times. Then she burst into laughter that echoed through the room. "Of all the things to ask... You really are cute, Breyner."
"S-sorry." Breyner stuttered. He was nothing like the masterful lover she knew; more like an innocent rabbit that someone could just eat. And in a few days she did just that to the boy, with his consent, of course. "II just wasn't sure how you... actually... you know..."
"That's exactly what I like about you, Breyner." Lilliana said, reaching over to cup her face in her hands. She moved closer, as if she was going to kiss him. Over all the months they'd made love, knowing and completely marking every surface of each other's bodies, they'd never stepped on that final frontier that would have marked their entry into love life, their lips. Oh sure, she'd sucked his cock and other places, and her tongue had tasted just about every other part, but they'd never locked their lips like lovers always did. And that was definitely not going to start now. Lilliana smiled and headbutted the young man, making him scream.
"...What the hell do you think, am I some kind of person who needs this kind of thing in life? Forget about it, kid. That was just an equivalent exchange, an eye for an eye, a transaction between the two of us." Lilliana waved her hands dismissively. "So yeah, with the debt paid off, I won't need you tomorrow." Lilliana snorted and looked back over her shoulder at the bewildered young man. "...Besides, don't you have all those other lovely young ladies to pay attention to? Including little Mimosa, of course. I'm sure you're glad you had more time in the morning now."
"Ehhh? The goddess?" Breyner rubbed his head. "...I guess."
"See? Well, go ahead. Don't let an old goddess keep you waiting." Lilliana said and quickly settled herself, still half naked, in her chair. For a good, long moment, they stared at each other. Something like sadness, or would that be regret? She sparkled in the young man's eyes before a bright smile broke across her face.
"Well. I guess that's it then. Please be careful, goddess." Breyner said softly.
"Uh Uh... Go ahead, kid. I've got a bunch of ''Divine Adamant'' to work on now. It also has its gift. Come back tomorrow, it will be ready."
"Goodbye, goddess." Breyner said quietly, before finally leaving.
Lilliana didn't realize she was looking at the spot in the doorway where Breyner's face had been for a long time, until a knock came from her family, wondering why she hadn't opened the store yet.
She apologized for the normal work that day, citing an extraordinary work order that had just arrived. And indeed, the work involved in shaping the divine mineral would take days, even weeks, before it could completely exhaust the resource. Plus, she had promised the boy a blade made of the same material, so she had to work on that at least.
~xXx~
"Fuck you bitch!"
The tweezers dropped to the floor, clattering in the stifling workshop. She pushed the sword mold aside and slapped her forehead repeatedly.
Why was it so hard to concentrate? She'd been working on Breyner's sword for nearly a full day now, and all she got was wasted materials, too many ruined molds and frames, a frayed temper, and sweaty skin. It was fortunate that she didn't have to use some of the "Divine Adamantio" yet, that was for a later stage in the forge, but she could already feel the repeated flaws like whips on her skin.
Breyner… Breyner… All her thoughts inevitably turned to the young man. His gift of "Adamantio Divino" had been sudden, like lightning from a clear sky. She didn't have time to think more about the consequences, even consider all the other alternatives available to her. Not until she'd already cut things off had she already pushed him away with a brief goodbye.
Biting her lip in frustration, she turned to the side, making sure her profile was facing the door, in case anyone was stupid enough to open it now. Then she plunged her hands into her pants, pulled her panties down her thighs, then dug around her pussy with a desperate moan.
"Breyner~...Breyner~"
The images came to her, blinking one after another. Each of them was carnal in nature, from the many hot and torrid scenes she shared with Breyner right in this room. They were the kind of thoughts and images that no God or Goddess should have, the decent ones anyway. And she was Lilliana, the Goddess of Blacksmiths. She shouldn't be thinking of the various spine-chilling ways Breyner's tongue traveled every inch of his vast territories, mapping them until just a single touch of his finger in one place could wake her, no matter what. how bad her night had been, which made her occasional massage sessions interesting if not perverted, or the only mouth that had ever known her other mouth more intimately than she ever could, whose inner juices Breyner drank greedily like a thirsty traveler. She thought of Breyner, and how she had dominated the young man several times, rubbing scented oil and salts into both of their bodies, then stimulating herself by rubbing her body against his, the salt stimulation against her nipples and against her pussy causing endless orgasms; or when she spent the entire morning beating his flesh and forcing him to come over and over again, while she enjoyed Breyner's terror of contaminating certain objects that were supposed to be sold for that day.
"Gahh! Fuck you! Breyner! Breyner...!"
The resulting orgasm was short and weak. This left her completely unsatisfied. Grunting, she turned to the faucet to get the stink out of it. In a way, she liked the young man a lot. Oh sure, he was a master at what he did, especially during his long "sessions". But other than that, he was a sincere and kind young man, determined to make the best of what he was given, and from then on he strove to do the best he was capable of. Lilliana refused to openly call him love. She was an animal attraction. Misplaced maternal instincts. Another thing she didn't know. It wasn't love. It was indisputable then that she needed Breyner. It was a selfish thought, to be sure, but it was no longer one she could deny. The carnal parts of their relationship, the comfort she'd felt from their brief unions, the stress-free days she'd enjoyed in the aftermath: she wanted this. She wanted everything. So this shouldn't end yet.
Lilliana smiled. A plan formed in her mind. She turned and picked up the sword mold.
~xXx~
Hours later, the promised blade was completed. She hoped Breyner would be pleased; she had given the sword even more effort, relatively speaking. She sighed and put it away. It was after sunset and Lilliana was looking forward to a relaxing bath and a good night's sleep.
She went into her room to get some clothes, then took a second look when she saw the man currently occupying her thoughts just standing there, twiddling his thumbs.
"H-hi. Good night goddess." Breyner said shyly, a wary, shy expression on his face.
"Breyner!" Lilliana hissed through her teeth, her eyes wide. Her thoughts were confused, but she could definitely tell this was the real Breyner, in the flesh. She glanced outside into the hallway, afraid that someone would see them at that moment, before finally entering, slamming the door behind her. "What the hell are you doing here?"
"No, sorry about that, I just figured…that…" Breyner muttered shyly and scratched his cheek. "If this is supposed to be our last day, then we should probably make it worth it, you know? For both of us. Since...like, technically the day isn't over yet, so...you know? What do you say, goddess? If you want me to leave, I'm leaving."
"I want you to stay." Lilliana said quickly and the words that came out of her mouth surprised them both, but she knew it wasn't a lie. Her defenses crumbled, her passions burst into flames, she ran across the room and threw herself into the young man's arms. She caught the adventurer on his feet, which made him twist his body to accommodate his sudden speed. Before she knew it, she was kissing him on the lips as hard as she could, their moist mouths now crushed haphazardly against each other's. It was as if a bubble of pent-up energy had burst, flooding them both with a lust that had been contained even during their morning "sessions." Their passions ignited, they breathed deeply in each other's scent, even as their tongues began to carve territory in their partner's mouth.
"Pfah!" Lilliana stepped back to get some air. A thin, slippery thread of saliva formed a bridge between her lips and Breyner's. She knew the lustful expression on Breyner's face mirrored hers.
"Haah! Haah! Goddess! Oh Goddess...hrmph!"
Once again, Lilliana filled the gap, assaulting the young man's mouth with as much as she could muster. Her lover retaliated deftly, sending a spiral of pleasurable sensations straight into her mind.
Breyner broke the kiss after a moment when he started running his tongue across the skin. Chills ran down his spine as she moaned in appreciation. She ran her hands through his hair as he explored her chin, then around her neck, before pushing the fabric of his shirt loose to caress her collarbone.
Lilliana slapped his head before her lips reached the top of his breast. "Wait no. I've had a really long day. Let me wash first." The boy stubbornly ignored her, and soon, her feeble attempt to push him away lessened as she gave in to the sensations he was giving her. She sighed in resignation and relaxed in the young man's arms. Even though he was a little smaller and less burly than most men she knew, there was still strength in his arms, which tickled her feminine instincts. "Well that's fine... if that's what you want, I think we're doing it like this..."
Taking that as a cue, Breyner lifted her by the buttocks before putting her to bed. He pulled on the rest of his sweat-stained, oily clothes, then lifted his legs to remove his pants. Soon, all she wore was her panties and leather boots.
Breyner rubs his cheeks as he hardens the leather surface on either side of his face, breathing in deeply the scent that combined with the goddess's natural musk. Then he licked all the way to her knees, after which he parted them, allowing him access to Lilliana's steaming crotch.
"You look ready, goddess." Breyner commented with a wry smile. Of course, having known his private places more intimately than anyone else over the past few months, he knew just by smell how the goddess was wired, and how ready she was to be fucked. The young man pulled her panties down and stepped forward to take the opportunity to crush his face against her mound.
"Wait." Lilliana said again. "I know you're as ready as I can be. So why don't we…?" She made a hidden signal with her fingers, which Breyner immediately understood. Nodding, he rose and removed the rest of his clothes, before joining the goddess on the bed. He lay down on the mattress. Lilliana moved above him and arranged their bodies in such a way that her groin now rested on his head, and her face now bulged above his growing erection.
"Ahh... It feels like a long time." Lilliana commented, taking a deep breath into her cock. Though it had only been this morning since she tasted it.
Breyner began to trace a line, back and forth, with the tip of his tongue across the area where her luscious thighs converged on her steaming pussy. With each repetition, his mouth moved closer and closer to her center of fire, until finally her touch grazed his bulging pink lips, which twitched uncontrollably; the sensations sending shivers down his spine. Then Breyner began to run his tongue over a target of opportunity: her swollen clit, which made the goddess squirm even more with the sensations of pleasure. As he licked her pussy, Lilliana was not idle for long. She captured his long, turgid length with her mouth and curled her tongue over its surface. The glans twitched at the back of her throat as she began to slide her mouth up and down Breyner's post, her lips extending from tip to base, deep into his throat without a fuss. Breyner gasped, flinching at his cunnilingus, but he recovered with alacrity, tearing at her pussy without abandon.
Lilliana moaned even as she began to rub her hips into Breyner. Saliva running freely over his erect cock and twitching, her head bobbed up and down faster and faster, her lips sliding with loud, slick smacking sounds. All the while his mouth formed that familiar vacuum pressure across the inside of her hot, wet mouth that she knew Breyner loved, judging by the way he desperately slid his tongue to caress the inside of her pussy, finding that bundle of nerves. that always fired lightning down his spine.
"Mrrghhh! Mrghghhh!"
Incoherent sounds came from her throats as the pleasure of the crazy 69 position overwhelmed her senses. Lilliana's hips swiveled furiously over her face, not caring that she might ache; as he thrust upward with more fervor, making her choke on the flesh invading the unprepared caverns of her throat. Lilliana closed her eyes and milked the sensations for as long as she could, the fullness invading her mouth sending a warm, perverted sensation through her body, a delicious thrill of submission that made her pussy quiver and clench; in turn, this made her pussy contract and her fellatio rhythm more desperate, which made Breyner even more aggressive with her clit convulsing.
Her orgasms triggered almost at the same time. The goddess's divine nectar cascaded over her face, bathing her tongue, nose, and lips in her essence; then he flooded her mouth with his semen, releasing large, thick clumps of his seed through her waiting throat. Overwhelmed by the pleasure coursing through her body, Lilliana collapsed limply on top of Breyner; it had the effect of crushing her pussy further on him, while her mouth was practically impaled on her cock, which still pulsed hot semen in wild, geyser-like bursts.
The postcoital bliss didn't last long, but not because it was "time" to stop, as if this were just one of her morning sessions. They moved, then came together, wrapping arms and legs in a wet, steaming embrace. Lilliana's round globes pressed hard against Breyner's chest, her hardened nipples grazing against the smooth, muscular surface. She smiled as he began to caress the valley of her breasts, sniffing deeply of her musk. They fought playfully, licking and teasing sensitive spots on their bodies to take advantage, to be the one to dominate: in the end, revealingly, it was the human adventurer who triumphed, who pinned the dark goddess to the bed and hovered over her with a glare. triumphant.
They wasted no more time on foreplay: she was well-oiled and he was stiff and ready. He punched her glorious folds in one blow. Lilliana gasped, even as she held the headboards above her. The familiar notes of the wet, fleshy sounds of reproductive sex echoed throughout the room. Lilliana's moans turned to barely contained squeaks as Breyner thrust more and more in ever-increasing intensity, pounding into her deepest core as if searching for something inside him. Lilliana's grip on the headboard increased in tune with her convulsing pussy, and now she made loud squeaking noises with each of Breyner's deep, piercing thrusts.
~xXx~
When the orgasm seized them again, they sealed the moment with a kiss. She tasted herself in him and herself in hers, and for long moments, as her womb drank every dose his inexhaustible cock could bring, her mouths were locked in a frantic battle.
"The night is still a child." Lilliana said, slowly biting Breyner's neck. "Come on Fast Step. Make me, fuck me so hard I forget everything."
Breyner obeyed promptly, eagerly, knowing this would likely be the last time he would have sex with a goddess. Their sweat fell around them like morning dew as their connected genitals grew hotter and hotter, becoming a furnace from which nothing but pleasure could escape. Words failed; only animal grunts accompanied their desperate lovemaking as they reached orgasm many more times. Most of the time, Lilliana was lost in Breyner's eyes, like pools of crystals drawn from the deepest parts of the earth; while he mounted fiery offensives in her deepest parts. When she fell, he fell with her; but in their fall they soared high, higher than they had ever felt before.
It was almost dawn when they finally lost most of their energy. They knelt on the bed, their bodies glistening from the drying fluids; falling asleep and waking up, feeling safe and comfortable in each other's arms. "Bring your goddess tomorrow." Lilliana said, when she was sure they were both awake. "When you get the sword."
"Huh? What for?" Breyner blinked slowly in confusion.
Lilliana smiled to herself as she lazily traced circles across her chest. "Just trust me. And play along."
~xXx~
The next morning, Breyner brought Mimosa with him to the workshop, as Lilliana had requested. The other goddess looked a little suspicious, like she had a vague notion of something that was about to happen, but she couldn't quite tell what it was.
Lilliana received them in her office. Breyner's new sword was wrapped in a cloth on the table in front of her. "Let's cut to the chase. Breyner here is working on his part to pay off the debt."
Mimosa's eyes widened, gleaming with betrayal. "Did you tell him?"
"Actually Mimosa…" said Breyner shyly. "I kind of figured that out on my own. And I came here to try and beg for a way to settle the debt."
"And good and wonderful news Mimosa, the debt is paid." Lilliana said, as Mimosa stared wide-eyed at her family. "Thanks to the ore Breyner gave me."
"...I knew there was something special about that mineral you found! It really means I don't have to work anymore to pay off the debt! Oh Breyner, this is wonderful news. Kyahahahahaha!" Mimosa happily said smiling and took Breyner in what felt like a bone-crushing hug, pressing his head against her voluptuous breasts.
Lilliana watched Mimosa's provocative antics with amazement. She clapped her hands together quickly. "Hey, hey, you two better decide to put this fire out when you get home. I haven't even gotten to the second part of what I'm about to say."
"Before that, I would still like to thank you too, Lilliana! Although it may have been hard work trying to pay off the debt, I have no resentment! Still, I must thank you from the bottom of my heart!" Mimosa said quickly and leapt forward to hug Lilliana; coincidentally, she squeezed a part of her that was still sore.
"Gyaoh!" Lilliana grunted aloud.
"Eh? What's wrong?" Mimosa asked curiously.
"Yeah…fuh…nothing. Just…my hips…I…" Lilliana glanced at Breyner, who was looking at Mimosa's bouncing ass. "I hurt them recently. Anyway, it's not important now! Now listen to me." Lilliana gently shooed Mimosa away, before pointing to the cloth rolled up on the table. "I made a sword for Breyner, another weapon that would help him. Don't worry, the sword is free and it's a gift." Lilliana said quickly and unrolled the cloth and revealed the weapon for them to see.
"Oh, thanks to... W-my thing, but this is an impressive looking weapon." Mimosa muttered with a trace of admiration in her voice.
Even Breyner, who knew about the sword, was surprised by its appearance.
Lilliana offered it to him fist-first, and he looked reverently at the blade as he tried to swing it. Translucent, bluish-white runes gleamed in an unknown tongue on the blade itself.
Lilliana pointed at them. "There's the question of which runes I decide to use it with. And since I don't work with these complicated things, I had someone else to do it." Lilliana said with a shrug, she had to spend most of the morning, right after parting with Breyner, finding the specific rune smith in question. She had to endure pain in her hips to get there, and she had to hide it before embarrassing questions arose.
"Wait…oh no…" Mimosa's mouth dropped open as she realized the implication of the runes.
Lilliana nodded, as if she recognized that fact. "I took on the brunt of the cost of the runes. But in a small, irrelevant bad news, Breyner will have to pay the debt. It's nothing serious... it's not as expensive as the dagger. But I suppose Breyner will need to keep helping me in the future, as they have done before. What do you think, Breyner? Will you accept the sword and all its associated costs?"
They matched eyes. At that moment, the Goddess Mimosa was oblivious to the almost overflowing heat of passion that ignited between them.
Breyner smiled happily. "Of course. I want the sword. I'll keep helping you, goddess. But at least now, Mimosa won't have to work as hard as before.v
"Oh Breyner, this is so cute...I...I kind of feel like crying... *sob* *sob*, oh how I love you."
Lilliana smiled happily. "Good."
As a stammering, tear-red Mimosa struggled to convey her feelings through words to Breyner, Lilliana turned away. Then she spoke, as if the thought had just occurred to her.
"Oh, and I'm also going to demand your cleaning work tonight, Breyner. Is that okay with you?" Lilliana quickly asked and turned and looked at her lover, who waved enthusiastically over Mimosa's black hair.
"I would be happy." Breyner said quickly, giving a wink that only Lilliana could see.
Lilliana blushed and felt the heat rekindle in her navel. She licked her lips. She looked forward to the work they would do.
~xXx~
All things were fair in love and war, the Goddess Lilliana reflected, as she worked on yet another committee inside her workshop. Her muscles were tense, her brows furrowed, sweat running down the well-toned surface of her skin as she went about her many tasks at the moment. First, there was the question of the commission, of course, from which she simply could not escape. There have been many cases where she had to delay a day or two in delivering her wonderful and beautiful creations. Dunafhar's many adventurers over the course of three years observed this change in the Lilliana family, causing many to conclude that the business was booming, as there was no other way to explain the delay than a long and arduous waiting list. It could not be, they reasoned, that the standards of the prestigious Armor Makers and Weapon Makers of Dungeon City had fallen, as their creations and those of their Family remained impeccably functional and impossible to accuse of shoddy work. Lilliana certainly used this excuse, even to her own Family, who, with good reason, were concerned in her own way. There was always a little bit of truth there, as the business grew, which caused a large backlog of orders that stretched for years. Second on his mind, then, was the reason for the "lapse" in her standards. Her mortal lover, the fluffy, irresistible and no less virile adventurer Breyner Brickell.
For the past three years, they'd kept this love affair secret, stealing kisses and moments during the empty hours she was supposed to create, and he was expected to work on his duties as an adventurer. They had an inside joke to themselves: "Breyner, you stretched my queue as much as you stretched my ass." In this way, they were trapped in an endless stream of occult debauchery, fueled by the goddess' inflamed sexual needs and Breyner's near-godly sexual endurance. Together, this proved a potent combination that would leave them trapped in their mutual passions, always seeking the pleasure of mating with each other.
However, all the while, she was very anxious that their little encounters would be nothing more than that and nothing more. No expressions of love or devotion were required or needed to be said between them. Lilliana always insisted to Breyner that they were just keeping an insignificant pact, and that there was nothing else. And then, after a while, Breyner seemed to get the hint and started chasing other women with incredibly frightening speed. His charisma was certainly deadly, as it was soon rumored that he was not only an adventurer with the greatest potential, but also a genuine heartbreaker with an insatiable appetite for the female form. In addition to her own Mimosa which Lilliana was pretty sure was filled by Breyner at least three or four times a day, certain names always popped up again and again, such as Ayans, Ryuu and Silpher, kept coming up as women involved in the newfound feminine methods of Breyner. Fortunately, this never turned out to be a complete scandal, which in itself was an intriguing thing, but Lilliana never tried to speculate too much. After all, she was as much of a "headboard carving" as the others, although she had the much more onerous role of actually being the one to unleash this cute, greedy little monster on the female population at large.
Three years, therefore, passed in this way. Lilliana chose not to talk to Breyner about it, so he kept going while the two continued their little "side business". Unfortunately, it now culminates in a complicated situation, which Lilliana now contemplated as the third most prominent thought in her mind.
It happened last night. The stars were very bright and clear in the night sky, which made for a very romantic scene. So he gave Lilliana the idea of having their date on her workshop roof, to add a little cozy atmosphere to her love life. Not that love wasn't on her mind or something. Definitely not.
The stout young man, having just completed his tasks for the day, had arrived promptly. But before he could wash up in his personal quarters, she ambushed him and dragged him upstairs to the roof, where they wasted no time in starting their mating.
Breyner trailed his finger around the curves of her breast, pulling the fabric to expose her flesh to the bright moonlight. Her intense gaze remained on her as his other hand caressed her sides, tracing the sensual curves of her body; at the same time he teased her with the extraordinary changes in Breyner's own body over the years, which had turned him into a wonderful, virile specimen. He nuzzled her neck, his lips nipping, licking and sucking her tongue and tracing a damp path over her skin with his saliva, making her shiver and gasp with pleasure. With practiced ease, he swept her underwear over her breasts as he would a lowly monster, revealing the full breadth of her breast, which he greedily consumed. His tongue licked and sucked each of her tits, making her breath hitch as his teeth grazed them as his hands massaged and squeezed the rest of her mountains.
Then his face traveled down her torso, undoing even more of her clothes as he moved forward, rubbing his face against her navel, leaving provocative bites on every surface as if to claim him on his behalf, branding her skin with his mouth. Her body shuddered in pure delight as he removed the last of her top clothes, leaving her upper body exposed to the beautiful starry sky. On and on, Breyner explored lower and lower, pulling her pants down to gather around her ankles as his tongue traveled around her hips, teasing and planting kisses over the smooth surface of her buttocks, even as her hands they reached each buttock a firm grip. A breathless moan escaped her as his hands tugged at her silver hair, her unspoken desire as apparent as she crossed his lone eye with her masterful crimson gaze.
They kissed deeply once more as they finished undressing, until they were both naked under the night sky, their pristine leather boots the only piece of clothing left. They made a bed out of their discarded clothes, and Breyner laid it on top of it as he moved on top of her, ready to claim her once more, as he always had. He grabbed her hands, lacing her fingers with his as his legs parted her thighs, until his big, powerful weapon, hot and rigid with desire, slid inside her, his tight, warm embrace greeting him with such enthusiasm. He moaned when she did, each of them reveling in the exquisite pleasure the other brought, even as their joined hips began the ancient rhythm no man or goddess could escape, the primal, heavenly exultation of sex. Their mouths were greedily locked together; hot, wet tongues fighting for control even as he rode her hard, fierce, enticing moans to resonate in the starry night. She absorbed each of his thrusts like a metal plate delivers its hammer blows - firmly, gently and always with the promise of even more. In the meantime, he penetrated her with every last ounce of his strength, plowing her heavenly hole with his own legendary weapon, ensuring that this divine sheath was molded for him and him alone. He wanted her; she wanted him. Each of them wanted more. Again, and again, and again and again, for it would never be enough. Then, at the end of its almost infinite rhythm, almost unbearably painful and happy, when its peak reached and the stars above were replicated in their minds drunk with pleasure; he painted his insides once more with his essence,
For a long time they just lay there, kissing, hand in hand, their faces pressed together as their tongues lazily explored each other's mouths. The cool night air gently soothed the fire in their bodies, with Breyner's manhood still firmly buried in its depths. Eventually, after a while, the mortal's hips began to move, causing the goddess to sigh as her obscene mating sounds filled the night once more, the couple seemingly oblivious to anyone who might have overheard their scandalous mating.
… Well, a risky outdoor encounter where anyone could have spied on them from the street, or another roof, was already an invitation to disaster, but so far they'd done it many times before, and there was hardly ever a problem. In fact, there were places much riskier than this one. Lilliana sucked him many times while he talked to someone else, usually his own goddess. Breyner had even brought her scream to orgasm, fingers planted firmly inside her panties, while Mimosa stood there cooking a meal, with the goddess never realizing the truth, or deliberately ignoring it. There was the time they fucked inside a market stall where she was displaying her wares. With their family mere inches apart, and a hot day being on top of that, the two became like sweaty pigs in heat, trying their best to stifle the various sounds of sex before anyone noticed. The most audacious, in her opinion, was the "Bota Obscena" incident. It involved a half-drunk idea concocted at a feast, her disturbed whisper to Breyner during one of her sessions, and the adventurer returning to her with exactly what they needed: a cloak of invisibility. After a moment full of self-pity for having come this far, a part of her that was thrilled with the development still followed through with the plan. That's how the couple spent an entire day inside Dunafhar's Labyrinthine Dungeon, totally naked, with only the invisibility cloak to hide their presence. The thrill of being discovered, and no less attacked by any monsters while he was inside, had made the resulting sex sweeter and more depraved than they'd ever had. This was counterbalanced by the fact that they were actually seen by other adventurers in the midst of their mating, though only mild when they saw the boots Lilliana wore, floating like disembodied body parts as Breyner shook her off his cock. And rumors arose of a pair of flying boots, screaming obscenities, began to circulate through the city, and presented themselves as some kind of newfound monster, much to Lilliana's eternal embarrassment.
So no, this night date wasn't that extreme compared to the other times and methods they'd done. It wasn't even that romantic, no matter how much Breyner commented.
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It was then at midnight, after Breyner had slipped away, leaving a loosely dressed Lilliana to meditate in silence as she looked out over the city, that the trouble began. And that came in the form of another goddess, who suddenly materialized when Lilliana turned her head.
"Hello, my naughty little cute sister~" Lucelle's familiar, teasing voice entered Lilliana's ears.
Lilliana took only a moment to understand: from the playful smile of her annoying older sister, who by the way had also ascended to divinity, the mischievous look in her eyes, to the riskier outfit she wore, as if on the lookout for those she could sexually devour. All of this added to an accomplishment that made Lilliana only bow her head.
"Aw, shit." Lilliana muttered with a look of defeat.
Lucelle gave an innocent giggle that was anything but innocent. "Oh, it's not that bad, sister. Don't fear for that fact, alright?"
"Ughh…" Lilliana moaned in frustration, she really could feel a headache coming on. Not only was the great and influential Lucelle here, she also knew about her and Breyner! Frankly, she didn't really care if the other goddess wanted to blackmail her, but she was sorry to have to pull Breyner into this. "Since when?" Lucelle asked.
"Mhm… three years is a long time." Lucelle muttered curiously, walking to contemplate the great city as she had so many times before..
"How long? You…" Lilliana opened her eyes quickly. "Wait, wait, have you been…watching?"
Lucelle took a deep breath. "Ahhh, the scent of young, blossoming love. It's always so rich and trusting." Lucelle slowly raised an eyebrow curiously as she looked at Lilliana. "I had my eye on young Brickell for a while before you arrested him, after all your grandmother always did an excellent job for me in her younger days. How could I not quickly discover your secret relationships, little sister? Oh, but it was all so cute, how did you act like that! Like it's a shameful secret or something... well, I say no. It's beautiful, actually."
"Damn it." Lilliana moaned in frustration. "A… Just kill me now."
"Don't be so upset about it, little sister." Lucelle said happily with a smile on her face. "Like I said, don't be afraid. I'm not here to brag or demand anything. Well, not from you."
"Which?" Lilliana said quickly, she had a confused look on her face.
"The time has come." Lucelle said with a smile on her face. "Breyner blossomed and became the adventurer I wanted him to be. He even became the man I wanted him to become. adventures you thought were a secret; even running your business with those other lovely girls. I've waited a long time for this plant to bloom, for it to ripen like a fruit before picking it up for me. I have to thank you for pushing it to this point, for nourishing my plant, as it were. And now: now, I find your charms irresistible. Now I cannot help wanting to devour you completely. To savor your taste, the accumulation of many years of toil and effort to arrive up to this point."
"This is a disturbing speech, sister." Lilliana said giving her older sister a disgusted look.
"I just want to fuck him sister." Lucelle said bluntly, making Lilliana shiver, and shrugging. "So are you. I assume, as you've always done, that you have no objections to this?"
Lilliana's face turned red. "W-of course not! Why would anyone think that?"
Lucelle smiled like a cat. "So you wouldn't object to me claiming Breyner as my lover then?"
"No, do what you want! You big street bitch!" Lilliana said quickly, turning to leave. She couldn't handle Lucelle right now, especially after sex. Sex always made her feel vulnerable and loving
"Don't go yet, dear little sister." Lucelle said randomly. "Blackmail starts now."
Lilliana immediately stopped and turned slowly to Lucelle. "Which?" Lilliana asked with wide eyes.
"I just ask a small favor." Lucelle said lazily. "In order to ease my transition into Breyner's arms, I would like to ask a favor in exchange for my divine spark fragment that I gave you many, many centuries ago."
"This is a joke?" Lilliana asked with a raised eyebrow.
"No, like I said, this is blackmail, my dear sister. No one else knows about your little affairs but you… maybe Mimosa too, that girl is smart, she just doesn't want to think about things too much, and I'm sure she does would like to keep it that way, the less the better, right?"
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