Merlin was sleeping soundly in his House of Mystery, lost in a world of dreams and enchantments. Merlin with Atlanta helped improve the village of Fallia, which hummed with a whole new order, one that Merlin had a hand in creating, but for now, he was blissfully unaware of it all, snuggling into his bed and enjoying the peaceful slumber.
Suddenly, he was awakened by a pressure on his hip area. His eyes opened, and it took a moment to blink the sleep out of them enough to see. It took slightly longer to comprehend what was happening. He moaned out and grabbed the naked hips bouncing on him. The pleasure that he was feeling was incredible. Finally, he was able to see Hathor, the goddess of love and fertility, bouncing on his cock with intense enthusiasm. His hands slid down to her smooth, shapely thighs as he slightly lifted his hips, desperately trying to go deeper.
"Hathor?" he groaned out hoarsely. He was still very sleepy after all.
"Yes, Merlin?" she replied, gasping as she pressed down hard on him and rolled her hips in a way that nearly had him busting inside of her already.
Merlin muttered, "While I am happy to be awakened like this, but please, yell me what is the special occasion for your nightly visit."
Hathor leaned forward, her long black hair cascading down her shoulders and tickling Merlin's chest. She placed a soft kiss on his lips before whispering, "I just wanted to show you my appreciation for all that you do. You're always so busy, Merlin, and I wanted to remind you that you need to take care of yourself too."
Merlin felt moved by her words, but he couldn't focus on that for long as Hathor began to move her hips again, grinding against him with a maddening slowness that drove him wild. He could feel every inch of her, the way her inner walls clenched around him, the way her clit rubbed against his pelvis, the way her breath hitched every time he hit a sensitive spot.
He reached up and cupped her breasts, feeling their weight in his hands, pinching her nipples between his fingers. Hathor moaned and threw her head back, giving him an unobstructed view of her long neck and the curve of her breasts. Merlin couldn't resist, he leaned forward and took one of her nipples into his mouth, sucking and nibbling on it while his other hand continued to play with her other breast.
Hathor's moans grew louder, and she began to ride him harder, her hips slamming down onto his with a force that made the entire bed shake. Merlin could feel his orgasm building, the pressure in his balls growing stronger with every thrust.
"Oh fuck me!" he cursed in pleasure as Hathor suddenly changed her rhythm, bouncing up and down on him with a maddening speed that had him on the brink of release.
"I am fucking you," he could hear the smirk in her voice as she wiggled her hips from side to side before riding him again.
Merlin's hands moved down to her ass, grabbing onto her firm cheeks and helping her move up and down. He could feel her wetness on his fingers, the way she was soaking him, and it only made him want her more.
Hathor leaned forward again, her breasts pressing against his chest as she kissed him deeply. Merlin could taste her, the way she was sweet and salty at the same time, and it was intoxicating.
He felt her inner walls clench around him, and he knew she was close. He thrust up into her harder, faster, desperate to make her come. And then, she did. Hathor threw her head back and screamed, her orgasm ripping through her like a tidal wave. Merlin could feel her wetness gushing out of her, soaking him, and it was the hottest thing he had ever experienced.
He couldn't hold back any longer. With one final thrust, he came hard, his orgasm exploding out of him and filling Hathor up. She collapsed onto him, her breathing ragged as she tried to catch her breath.
They lay there for a moment, sweaty and sated, before Hathor lifted her head and smiled at him. "Thank you, Merlin," she said softly.
Merlin smiled back, feeling a warmth in his chest that had nothing to do with the sex they just had. "Anytime, Hathor," he replied.
And with that, they drifted off to sleep, wrapped in each other's arms, their bodies still entwined. It was a night that Merlin would remember for a long time, a reminder that even in the midst of chaos and order, there was always time for pleasure and connection.