It figured that it would be on a day that Hestia had a whole stack of new books she wanted to get through that Loki would get down to her dirty trick.
The goddess was perfectly comfortable lying on Bell's floor, having co-opted his bedroom due to how loud her own was.
Which Bell hardly minded either as he waited around for Aiz to come by for a sparring session; he was content enough to leave Hestia to her reading as long as she didn't do anything to disturb him.
But there were bigger worries than Hestia reacting loudly to a book. Namely, the fact that a swell of magic ran through the room, rippling intensely and focused squarely on the adventurer and the goddess.
The entire room became sheathed in an intense miasma of arousal and desperation, one that both of them were aware for long enough to groan about before the moment struck them.
Hestia was torn on how to feel about Loki's prank.
For one, the obnoxious goddess and her spite about how much bustier Hestia was than her was hardly the sort of thing that she wanted ruining a day, and she had been so ready to spend her time reading.
But on the other, Bell looked at her in confusion and struggle, his pants swelling with the bulge of an erection he didn't know what to o with, and she admittedly saw the opening for some fun, the likes of which she honestly wished she could have been able to seize more often.
So she darted recklessly forward, pouncing onto the adventurer and seizing his lips hungrily.
"Is this Loki's doing?" he asked, gasping as he pressed into the kiss, his mind torn but his body doing all the work of for him.
In some distant memory he was aware that there wasn't time to waste on this, that he had to meet Aiz for their sparring session, but his flesh burned and his pants were so unbearably tight that he couldn't say no to the busty goddess finally making her move on him in the most blatant and physical means possible.
"Of course it is. Who else would ruin my reading day so callously?" As Hestia spoke into his lips, she straddled him, hands at his belt and his shirt, reaching quickly to pull his clothes off as she pressed hungrily into the kiss.
Admittedly, the more she tasted him the less she minded what was happening to them, and the more she embraced what was coming. "But just go with it. There's no use fighting."
Which wasn't entirely true; she could have pitted her own powers against the spell and maybe even broken it, but that would imply she really want to.
"We can just make sure that if she's angry about how flat she is, that I take extra good care to use my assets right back at you."
Bell knew what that meant, shivering she pulled away from his lips and quickly did way with his pants, his underwear hardly standing a chance as she got him fully bottomless and grabbed hold of his cock.
His thick, aching, desperate cock standing proud and needy at attention. The sight alone made the goddess purr, proof positive that she had been very right in chasing after him all this time.
His own eyes were on her exposed cleavage, somewhere he'd certainly looked before, but never with quite as much need and admiration as he did in that moment.
"If you say so," he said, rendered nearly speechless and utterly defenseless against Hestia's insistence as his perverted eyes soaked in everything about the gorgeous goddess that they could.
Hestia gave him even more to admire as she tugged her dress off and pushed forward, grabbing her plump tits and pulling them wide apart.
Round, perky pink nipples grew harder as she almost drooled at the sight of his cock.
"The joke's about to be on her," she smirked, pushing forward and wrapping her round breasts around the amazing cock, which was long enough to leave plenty poking out and in need of some oral service in turn.
Loki's plan to mildly inconvenience her may have gone off without a hitch, but the fact that Hestia could turn that back around and get the cock she'd been after all this time? Hestia expected better from Loki, but was hardly going to complain about the turn of events.
The sight of the goddess's bright blue eyes staring with smoldering adoration up at him while she rubbed her cleavage up and down his cock was seemingly the last nail in the coffin for his composure.
Bell let out a groan, hands reaching for her shoulders and holding tightly to the soft flesh as he gave in and embraced it, hips bucking upward into her tits in bold declaration of his submission to the magic as mind and body aligned to enjoy this.
Not that he'd put up much of a fight anyway; it was the thought that mattered, surely.
"Why did Loki do this?" he asked, not that he cared particularly much for the answers as his body surged and throbbed, delighted by the sensations electrically running through his veins.
The spell not only made them too horny to resist one another, it made them so much more sensitive to touch than normal.
Rather than answer, Hestia craned her head down, parting her lips and taking into her mouth the cock head poking from the top of her cleavage so perkily.