untitled: Chaos

 

Jinevae strained against the heavy door, trying to make it move. He stopped a moment, panting as all his muscles were covered with sweat. Putting up this damn gate was impossibly hard, but he seemed rather good natured about it and tried again. He wasn't alone in raising the door, for about ten other Jins had joined him in putting up the reinforced wood to its proper place on the outside of a newly constructed gate to the compound. It had as many turrets as one could imagine, a great archway where the door was to be set, and a high wall that could easily be manned by several archers. It was made of the same stone they found around the area - the stone that was used for Death's castle, as well. It blended in nicely, though the architecture was obviously Tenshihana-made, rather than what Death used for his battlements. 

 

Absinthe watched Jinevae hungrily, feeling more lust as the Jin angel continued helping the lift the gate with his fellows. Gods, the man's muscles were beautiful and a spike of delighted warmth speared Absinthe's belly, making him quiver all the more. He really needed to learn to get a better handle on his lust, it was becoming ridiculous, but damn if he was not delighted by the sex he got.

 

The master architect yelled out some orders as Jinevae strained hard against the door, the mechanics slipping down on ropes from either side of the gate to slip in the giant hinges with large mallets. All the while, the Jins held up the heavy wood as sweat glistened on their backs. It wasn't long before the door was in place, secured further with ropes. Quickly, the Jins moved out of the way, standing back with a cheer to survey their work. "Whoo...!" Jinevae breathed a sight of relief, wiping the sweat from his brow.

 

Absinthe watched a while more, wriggling impatiently to grab onto Jinevae and steal him away. His pale eyes flashed and he purred some, pleased with what he saw. "Hey, Jinevae! Have a minute?" He called, waving at the man. The cold breeze whipped his hair into his eyes, rippling his coat about his long, lean body.

 

Jinevae turned and blinked, staring at the image of Absinthe caught in the winds. It caused the other to blush, for Absinthe always struck him with his beauty! That long hair of dual colors shimmered in the light as his cheeks were made rosy by the whipping winds. With a smile, Jinevae grabbed up his shirt and walked over to where Absinthe was. "Hello, Absinthe-sama! How are you? I didn't see you at all last night."

 

Absinthe proceeded to tug him down and ravage his mouth with hunger, pressing his lean body into the others with a low, eager moan. He did not draw back, merely enjoying the warmth of the others body pressed close and his taste upon his lips. Ahhh... yes, yes this is what he wanted!

 

Jinevae was so caught off guard that he dropped his shirt, staring with wide eyes at the face pressed so closely to him. Absinthe didn't seem to care about stopping causing Jinevae to eventually melt into his embrace as they kissed and kissed and kissed until it seemed like the world would disappear around them and it would only be their kisses. Jinevae finally broke away when they needed air, his lips throbbing and swollen. He blushed brighter than his auburn hair. "A-Absinthe...?"

 

 "Can you slip away?" Absinthe's question was rich with suggestion and he smiled, licking his lips slowly with a slight purr of pleasure. Gods, angels tasted so good to him, like sweets. He sighed, taking Jinevae's hand -under the protection of their bodies to shield unwanted eyes- and pressed it to his swollen member. He flicked his gaze up, smiling sweetly. "I want you... Now."

 

Jinevae just about came right then and there, turning all the brighter red as his breath became shallow. He nodded wordlessly, his mouth dry from the suggestion that Absinthe was giving him, and then turned to holler something to one of his superiors. He didn't even stay long enough to bother letting them answer and was already taking Absinthe towards the castle, meaning to find some place - any places - where they could press up against one another and make love.

 

Absinthe was purring, loudly, much like a big cat that had gotten into the cream. The smug expression on his face was delightfully pleasing, promising a very, very good time in his arms. He adored the way that Jinevae blushed and squirmed and looked hungrily upon him. It made his ego and pride swell that at least someone wanted him as badly as Jinevae did.

 

But that someone was not Adonis. Even as Absinthe was lain down in the hay in the nearby stables, Absinthe was torture by this fact. His body writhed as Jinevae slipped off every bit of the other's clothing, caressing him all over and even going so far as to suck his engorged flesh. Even so, this was not Adonis. Adonis would never do this to him...He would never caress him lovingly or kiss him or certainly ever suck his cock. No, indeed, Adonis was not Jinevae and it hurt Absinthe sometimes to fantasize about that bloodthirsty monster when Jinevae made love to him.

 

However, today, though his lust had been fueled by the image of Adonis, the sight of Jinevae covered in sweat with muscles straining had distracted Absinthe from the train of thought. Sure it hurt, but for now, lain out on the hay, arching under the touches of the Jin angel, Absinthe was able to forget for a while that Adonis would never do this sort of thing. Only Jinevae and it pleased him that Adonis had not control over that.

 

Jinevae hummed gently around the other's cock as he forced as much of it as he could down his throat. His hands moved in their big warm way up and down the other's thighs as they trembled on either side of his head. Red curls lightly damp with sweat brushed up against Absinthe's smooth skin for a delightful sensation. Oh, and to see the other's muscles moving, to feel his hot breath and the slick warmth of his mouth...Needless to say, it had Absinthe coming hard.

 

He arched, crying out the nickname he'd giving Jinevae, which, (probably to his chagrin) was Evae, which sounded much like Eve when Absinthe slurred it in passion. However, Eve had a poetic sound to it, a romance that made the pet name sound sensual. He shuddered, biting his lip and quivering from the sensation of such a good orgasm. "O-ooohhh gooodddddddsssss...."

 

Jinevae raised his head to slip the other's half-hardened cock out of his mouth, it wet with cum and saliva. Jinevae gulped down the rest, not even seeming to flinch at the taste as he licked his beloved Absinthe clean - worshiping that thick hot rod with caresses and loving open-mouthed kisses. "You're so beautiful, Absinthe....When you climax, I find myself holding my breath at the sight of you," Jinevae admitted with a blush as he moved to slick up his fingers in his mouth, slipping them down to find the other's tightness.

 

"Oohhh?" Absinthe flushed, glancing down at him with lust glazed eyes. He liked that, no one had EVER said such a thing about him. He felt his heart swell with delight, happiness filling him and chasing away some of the aches. The shadowshifter moaned softly and caressed his lover's hair, twining his fingers in it fondly. "Mmmnn... more please..."

 

Absinthe found that Jinevae treated him so gently, despite the fact that Absinthe is used to being treated roughly. Jinevae carefully inserted one finger and then two and then three, moving them in tandem with the kisses he placed onto Absinthe's ever-enlarging member. All the beautiful Shadowshifter Godling could do was lay back and moan as the other so lovingly suckled upon his cock and got it nice and hard again. It wasn't all that difficult to do so, as the sight of Jinevae's head bobbing up and down upon Absinthe's member was more than enough stimulation.

 

Oh yes. Having someone so eager to bestow such delightful caresses made him happy as hell. He groaned and arched, whining for more. It was not enough to just have a few fingers inside, he wanted more and Jinevae was gloriously large! He put Adonis to shame and it made Absinthe squirm happily to think soon enough that member would be stretching him wide.

 

It doesn't take long for Jinevae to finish up, moving his mouth off Absinthe's impressive piece and giving the other a smile. Moving up and kissing Absinthe's mouth, Jinevae spreads those lovely legs and pulls forth from his pants that throbbing need of his own. Absinthe can only bite his lip to prevent himself from squealing with delight. "I love you, Absinthe...I love you so much." Jinevae kisses him again and again, nuzzling him lovingly as he puts his head against the other's entrance and slips in.

 

The sensation, coupled with those words, has Absinthe high on delight. He shakes, gripping at Jinevae's shoulders as he is slowly speared on the Jin's cock. He whispers soft endearments, shuddering and whimpering in pleasure. Gods, Jinevae is in so deeply now, it has his cock throbbing and smearing pre on his belly. "Ohhh... Ji-Jinevae....." He whispers, leaning his head back to give the others more to kiss.

 

Jinevae gladly obliges as he grasps at those hips and pulls Absinthe in slowly and then away. The thrusts in the beginning are gentle so as not to stretch anything too much, though it is soon made clear that Absinthe wants more than that as the other drags his hands down Jinevae's back. Ooh, the other still smells of sweat and work, his muscles all warmed by having lifted heavy things. Dirt lightly covers some of his skin from the dust of carrying heavy quarried stones. Absinthe quivers imagining all those muscles at work - yet now they are working on giving him delightful pleasure with every thrust. 

 

It's bliss. Absinthe tosses his head back further, moaning in eager delight as he is thrust into, impaled by the eager shaft of the big Jin angel. Jinevae is so gentle and caring, making him sigh and quiver in delight. He loves it, even loves the stickiness of the others skin and the dirt that in turns transfers to his own flesh. He will need a shower, but one the other hand, perhaps he can drag Jinevae into the shower with him.

 

"Ah...aah....uhn...! Y-you're tight...A-Absinthe-sama....I...I hope it doesn't hurt," Jinevae whispered softly between kisses as he thrust deeply inside Absinthe, rubbing the head of his length against the beautiful Godling's prostate. Absinthe moans Jinevae's name, so beautifully arching against the hay as little pieces of straw stick into his hair. Gods, though he is beautiful. Jinevae finds himself kissing madly against the other's lips to control the overwhelming love in his heart.

 

Absinthe finds himself whimpering, clenching at Jinevae in desperation. It feels so good, lacking the usual fear and disgust and sickening delight that comes with being in Adonis' arms. It's good in its odd way and he moans with pleasure, wanting more and more from the big Jin. "Ohhhhh... s-so big, more..." Absinthe breathed against those kissing lips, returning the kisses desperately.

 

"A-as you wish, Absinthe-sama..." Jinevae pants as he grasps against the other's buttocks and then begins to roll his hips. The muscles of his own buttocks clench hard as he presses his massive organ deep inside his trembling love. Absinthe seems to be enjoying the sensation, encouraging Jinevae to move harder and faster than before.

 

He not only encourages, he forces him. The pace becomes so hard, one would think it were hurting Absinthe. However, from the abandoned, lusty look on his face, he was more than enjoying it, he was completely lost to his pleasure, crying out Jinevae's name, nails digging at his skin and showing everyone who would notice them that Jinevae was getting the privilege to enjoy Absinthe's intimate company.

 

There are plenty of young stable boys who are curious as to the sounds coming from the last stall, their eyes wide when they behold the beautiful Godling writhing beneath his muscular mate. Absinthe makes quite a show as he arches and cries out, reaching down and gripping at Jinevae's clenching buttocks to drive his beloved deeper and deeper inside him. Jinevae doesn't even notice that there are others watching, too caught up in the feeling of being sucked dry by Absinthe's marvelous anus. "A-ah! Uhnn! Ab....Absinthe, y-you're....you're amazing!!"

 

Absinthe growls, tossing his head, arching, straining as he grips at smooth, muscular buttocks. The smell of sweat and hay is delightful, wonderful and it has him moaning all the more eager as he is pounded into. He does not notice the stable boys, nor would he care anyway.  He was just enjoying the sensation of being fucked and loved. "Morrrrreeee!!!!!!!!" He roared, slamming his hips to meet Jinevae's.  Gods, he would have so much hay in his hair!

 

Jinevae groaned as he felt his orgasm coming quickly. Absinthe's constant clawing and the depth to which he was thrusting made it impossible for him to hold on for much longer. Still, he tried his best to give Absinthe his pleasure first by reaching between them and stroking that long lovely shaft with his fingers. Absinthe cried out for such pleasures, arching into the hay all the more as their bodies slapped together in the wet meeting of flesh.

 

When orgasm finally did hit him, Absinthe came hard. His body contracted viciously around Jinevae's cock, rippling about it. He cried out his delight loudly, expression delighted and his whole body in lines of utter bliss. Coming down from that high was like floating on clouds, a warm, liquid sensation that gave way to fluffy tingling. "Mmnnnn..... yessssss....."

 

 Jinevae had already lost himself in amid Absinthe's cries of pure rapture, now panting as he held himself up over Absinthe and shuddered with the sensation of orgasm still rippling through him. Absinthe could see how deeply he had effected his beloved, smiling gently as his hand reached out and caressed that blushing cheek. Jinevae smiled, kissing at that hand with love in his eyes.

 

Oh gods, those soft lips touching his hand... making his heart shudder and pound even more. He sighed, whispering little 'I love you' over and over and over again as he looked at the other with pleasure in his pretty eyes. "That was wonderful.... thank you..." He panted softly and purred with delight.

 

"W-why so suddenly?" Jinevae asked, a little breathless from the love making. He slipped out of Absinthe's tight body, cuddling up close to him on the hay as Jinevae used his clothing to keep Absinthe warm. That, of course, and his firm body. It was so nice to have someone that cared enough to stay with Absinthe like this...Adonis never would.

 

"I don't really know." Absinthe shrugged some, nuzzling up close to him with a pleased little sigh. He purred some, nibbling at the others shoulder, cuddling up close to him with a soft purr. "But I knew who to go to... my Evae..." He teased gently, caressing the others hair, kissing his sweat damp cheek. "We will need a bath."

 

"Y-yeah," Jinevae chuckles lightly as he sits up a little with a grunt. He's taken Absinthe so roughly that his lower back is a bit sore - then again, he has been doing heavy lifting all day. "Let me help you up. I'm sorry if I've made you sore, love," Jinevae says with sincere regret, pulling his lover into his arms.

 

Absinthe slid up, nuzzling his nose under Jinevae's chin in a way that would make one think of a loving cat. He sighed with bliss, thoroughly pleased and sated from their coupling in the hay. He took a moment to shake out his hair and pick some of the hay out before kissing the Jin gently, covetously. "Thank you, you are too kind to me, Jinevae." He breathed.

 

"That is because I love you, Absinthe-sama," Jinevae replied with glistening eyes. How he worshiped the young Godling! Already Absinthe had devout followers that increased his power by their love and devotion, yet the one man that Absinthe wished to have groveling at his feet was a God as ancient as his parents. It made Absinthe frown for just a moment, letting Jinevae's cuddles make the anger and sadness go away. "Here, take my cloak...It will keep you a bit warmer.

 

Absinthe smiled and chuckled softly. "Thank you." He replied simply and did not argue, tugging on clothes and coat and cloak. He could not go inside without clothes on! He helped Jinevae get dressed, tenderly tugging clothes onto the other with a soft smile curling at his lips. Fingertips grazed hard muscles, still trembling a little from the work out they had gotten. "Perhaps after a shower I can give you a massage. You'll need it." Absinthe offered softly.

 

"I-it's okay...Just spending time with you will be enough to make all my hurts go away," Jinevae says with the most innocent smile. He really was such a kind hearted person - Absinthe could not ask for someone to love him more. "I have sweets for you too...I was going to give them to you tonight, but...well...I guess you'll just get them early."

 

At the mention of sweets, Absinthe could only laugh. "But you just gave me so much sugar down there on the hay." He breathed, teasing his kind hearted lover playfully, delighting in the flush that colored his cheeks. His time with Jinevae helped heal his heart, as did his time with the gorgeous Aine, come to live in the castle not long ago. At least when he could spend time away from Adonis' wiles he was able to regain some rational thought.

 

But that would not last long. As soon as Absinthe stepped out of the stall, he was met with the sight of that familiar frame leaning forward to brush the fine coat of a grey gelding. Jinevae flushed as he saw his master, bowing respectfully and with a bashful smile. "Oh! Lord Rowan! It's good to see you, Sir," Jinevae said with a tone of happiness in his voice. He did not know what lay behind the viciousness of those cruel green eyes. Absinthe could not meet Rowan's gaze, knowing he smelled of sex and must have looked a fright.

 

"My, my...it seems you two have been working rather hard in the stables," Rowan chuckled, though his tone was that of mocking. Jinevae couldn't tell but Absinthe could. "You look simply a fright, Sir Absinthe...I did not know straw was so fashionable."

 

"Awww, you're jesting, my lord! We...um...w-we're just chatting in the hay...that's all," Jinevae stammered out, trying to think of some sort of excuse. Rowan only smiled that sickeningly beautiful smile.

 

"Indeed...I heard the ruckus."

 

Absinthe flushed dark red, looking fit to hide back under the hay and not come out. Gods, Adonis had HEARD them!? He shook a little, smiling as best he could. "Had to make sure the hay was fit for sleeping on, my lord." He replied smoothly, licking his lips nervously. He shifted slightly, wishing they had gone back to his room instead.

 

"Oh, and was it? Perhaps I should bring some young beauty of my own down here....I hear Hitomi is rather interested in one of my thoroughbreds," Rowan chuckled, causing Absinthe's anger to rise. Rowan was mocking him, toying with him, and worst of all he was doing it right in front of Jinevae! Jinevae didn't even seem to note it as he stood calmly beside Absinthe and smiled his adoring smile. 

 

"Ahhaha, yes, why not?" Absinthe replied with a (pretend of course) snort of amusement. He smiled wryly and gave Rowan a polite bow. "I think it best we be on our way or we will surely stink up the place. Sweat and dirt does not smell good."

 

"Oh? I always did like that salty smell....." Rowan smirks, his smirk so cruel as his eyes flash red. "You wear it well." And, just like that, those eyes are gone. Rowan goes back to brushing his horse, Absinthe quickly making his way out of there.

 

"O-oh, excuse us, my Lord," Jinevae says as he bows quickly to Rowan and then follows his lover out, seeming a bit confused as to Absinthe's sudden change in mood.

 

Absinthe was shivering, wanting to huddle somewhere and allow the shakes to go away. Gods, why did he always have to spoil his happy moments like that? Ruining them so easily just with his damn presence. "Come on Jinevae, let’s go to your room and shower up..." Absinthe murmured softly. He did not think he would be able to get those last few words out of his head for a long, long while.

 

 

"Oh, right..." Jinevae says as he follows Absinthe to go and clean himself thoroughly, the other wanting to wipe the "salty smell" off him as hard as he can so that it will no longer suit him. Oh, that bastard Adonis...calling him a whore right in front of Jinevae!!! He will never be forgiven! As Absinthe seethes over what Adonis has done, Death sends out yet another messenger to see if he can find Rowan. They will need him today, after all. With Durga's arrival, there are many things Durga must be briefed on that Stannis cannot help her with.

 

Akito was the one to find him. The young shadowshifter came up to him panting, beaming as he located Rowan in the stables. Oh yes! He was so very good! Panting still, the young male leaned against the stable door. "Found you! Lord Death was wondering where you were, my lord." He smiled. "He needs to see you as soon as you can get away from whatever it is you're taking care of."

 

"I'm afraid that won't be for quite some time, Akita," Rowan replies smoothly as he sets to fixing the saddle bags on his horse. The grey gelding sits there placidly and chews at some oats, flicking his tail now and then that is tightly braided. "Urius and I have urgent business to attend to. I will speak with Lord Death before I leave."

 

"Oh?" Akita found himself highly uneasy the moment Rowan spoke to him. His skill at detecting those with ill will or those that were lying made him sensitive and even then he wished to hurry away from Rowan. Something about him had him on edge, like he was walking bare footed through an area strewn with hidden pieces of broken glass. One wrong move and he would be bleeding. "Shall I tell him, my lord?"

 

"I will tell him myself. I suggest you get back to whatever work you were doing. I will deal with matters in my own times," Rowan replies smoothly as he smiles at Akito. It makes the other wish to run right back to Ranmaru, fearing that beguiling expression more than any enemy he has ever faced. Still the idea that Rowan would so readily dismiss Death's orders makes Akito frown.

 

Akito nodded some, wishing to rub his arms, those eyes making him feel cold and agitated. He managed to smile. "Of course, I will tell him you are busy and will speak to him later." He turned, walking out briskly. He had not been close to Rowan before and the fear that rippled through him was like no other he had ever experienced.

 

Ranmaru waited for Akito outside the stables, having clung to his lover like a frightened child for the passed night. It was rather interesting to have Ranmaru cuddled up close to him for fear of his grandmother...Even now, the Fire Demon hybrid was following after Akito like a little lost puppy. "So...did you find him?"

 

"Yes." Akito replied, glancing at Ranmaru. He kept all the fear out of his eyes, acting as relaxed as he possibly could under the current circumstance. He cocked his head some, wondering why Ranmaru would have followed him all the way out here of all places. "Lonely?"

 

"I don't want to leave you....I don't want my grandmother to find me," he says in such a cute manner. Akito wonders why HE ends up being the one that always gets on bottom. Oh, wait...that's right. Ranmaru is too damn prideful to offer up his ass. Akito will fix that eventually. "I'm scared when I'm without you, Akito..." AGAIN with the cuteness! It's like Ranmaru is asking for rape.

 

Very much so. Akito chuckled softly, rubbing his temple and giving the other an amused look. "You're too cute for your own good sometimes, my lovely mate." He replied softly and leaned over to give kisses to his mate. "So very cute..." He sighed softly and hooked arms with his mate. "Best we head inside."

 

Ranmaru pouted. "What do I look like - Eos? I'm not cute at all......................meanie," he grumbled and set to sulking a little before Akito's nuzzles finally won him over. The two headed back into the castle and directly towards the throne room where Death was sitting, talking with some of Durga's captains that she had brought with her. She was a general, after all, and these were the ones that would lead the various companies of her men.

 

All of her captains were shadowshifters, males and females. The few with him were quietly speaking with him, their expressions thoughtful. Akito walked up swiftly to the god and bowed his head politely. "My lord. Rowan will speak to you later. He is taking care of business."

 

Death seems rather surprised that Rowan would so easily brush off his orders, frowning then as he glanced over at Stannis. The Angel had come back after Durga had expressed an interest in him meeting her captains. Stannis doesn't seem to have any expression on his face, rather confused himself as to why Rowan would simply go about his business despite Death's call. It must be very urgent business indeed.

 

Death sighed softly, frowning some. "I see... " He uttered softly, scratching his chin with a claw. If Rowan would not come to see him, it must be business of great importance. "Thank you Akito." He replied softly with a slight smile. Akito bowed low and turned to leave with Ranmaru.

 

"What's gonna happen?" Ranmaru asks as he is taken out by Akito, holding onto the other's sleeve like a child to his mother's apron. Akito loves this new needy Ranmaru, but he's worried he's going to end up tripping up with the other always hanging off him. 

 

"I am not sure, love. Hopefully nothing serious." He replied softly, glancing at his lover with a slight chuckle. So adorable and yet... annoying. He would spank the other if he was forced to. Such a brat Ranmaru could be. "Rowan just has... business to attend to."

 

"No, I mean with that scary big-breasted witch," Ranmaru says as he looks to Akito with a frown. "She looked as frightening as my grandmother, only sexually appealing...Why is she here anyway? Is she supposed to help us somehow? I mean, we have so many troops already...."

 

"Oh! Durga?" Akito gave him a grumbling glare for calling her attractive. "She's going to give us a little more troops, so that we have more of an advantage." He replied and smiled some. "Death does need more of his own army, don't you think?"

"Wow...you're right! I never thought of it that way," Ranmaru says, Akito rolling his eyes. Of COURSE Ranmaru never thought of it that way! He could be so cutely dense sometimes, like he was all this time about Akito wanting to ride his cock like a cowboy prostitute. Of course, Akito would be just as happy getting Ranmaru to ride him, but that will just take some wine coolers and a vibrator strap.

Akito shook his head in amusement, not voicing his opinion on how dense his lover could be. That would just be mean and Akito wanted to get laid sometime this week if possible without having Ranmaru pouting and pissy. "Yes, Death can't simply depend on Rowan. That would be foolish."

"And now since all the forces that my grandmother controls are also, in a way, under Rowan's control, there really aren't many places that Death can go to get fresh troops...And the troops that Rowan has supplied out number Death Angels and Shadowshifters at least fifteen to one," Ranmaru says as he ponders, tapping his chin. "I don't think this will quite make them equal, but it will even things out a bit."

 

"That it does. Durga has a vast army and the help of the god of War should she have issues. She is a worthy companion and a fierce some opponent. I would not wish to ever displease such a woman." Akito replied thoughtfully. They walked along, just milling through the halls, no place to go currently and nothing better to do.

 

"And her face is actually tolerable, unlike my grandmother..." Ranmaru says with a shiver, grasping at Akito's hand from just thinking of Hitomi. He really is so terrified of the woman, Akito sighing as he knows that Ranmaru will not leave him alone so long as she is around.

 

"Love, it's fine. She's not going to eat you when I'm on the watch." He told the other gently. Such a silly man Ranmaru could be, but Akito loved him anyway. Sometimes though, he did get annoyed. " Ranmaru.... do you think... I could top tonight?"

 

 

"Top...?" Ranmaru asks, dense at first. However, he soon catches on and his eyes get big, he stopping in their trek towards there room and gaping. "You want to fuck me up the ass?!" Naturally, Ranmaru's reactions are much like his father's. The Death Angels passing by giggle at his sudden outburst, Ranmaru turning bright red when he realizes and quickly hushes his voice to a sharp whisper. "Why do you want to do that? Am I not good enough?!"

 

"N-no! You're perfect..." Akito replied sharply, blushing darkly as well at the outburst. "It's just... you know, I like being top sometimes..." He replied, fiddling with his shirt as they walked along. "Is... that bad?"

 

"No, but...well....I've never had someone go up there before..."Ranmaru stammers out as he blushes brightly. The two exchange a nervous glance. "And what if you get me pregnant, eh? I just finish my heat...I'm probably still good to go for babies." They both turned all the reader when Ranmaru said that, knowing it wasn't far from their thoughts. After all, they were mated now. They should probably start thinking about children to consummate the deal entirely.

 

Not to mention appease Ranmaru's frightening grandmother! The witch would probably not leave them be till that was taken care of. Akito bit his lip, glancing at his mate. "W-well, we can use a condom? I got some in my room..."

 

 "What if it breaks?" Ranmaru asks timidly as he looks down at the other. The two are just about the same height, so it will be easy for Akito to top Ranmaru. Still, it's rather interesting that the cuter of the two is going to be seme. Oh, the joy of unusual coupling!

 

Akito frowned, tapping his chin. "Phera can give us some of the birth control stuff she makes?" He offered up, looking thoughtful as they reached his room. "You take it after unprotected sex and it stops babies from happening."

 

"Oh...okay....You sure it works? I mean, I ain't gonna let you do it and then find out we're preggers or something," Ranmaru says as they step into the room and shut the door behind them. Ranmaru still looks rather nervous, having never let anyone do him up the ass before. Of course, he loves Akito and trusts him entirely. 

 

"Yeah, I had to use it on multiple occasions. You have no idea how many people like to get an in heat shadowshifter whore." Akito rolled his eyes and smiled cheekily at his mate. He padded over and kissed him gently, nuzzling their cheeks together. The scent of his mate was pleasing on his flesh, mixing with his own in such a manner as to leave him giddy. "I promise it'll work."

 

"A-alright..." Ranmaru whispers softly, blushing as Akito's scent still drives him crazy. He's happily push the other down on the bed and ravage his body senselessly, but it seems that it's his turn for that. Stepping over towards the bed, he sits and looks up at Akito, smiling gently. "Tell me what yah want me to do...."

 

Akito flushed and giggled softly, "Take off your clothes first of course." He teased gently, walking up to the bed and helping Ranmaru out of his shirt. He gently shoved his mate back onto the bed and shucked off his pants, smiling pleasantly at his lover's nakedness. Next off were his clothes and he tossed them aside.

 

Ranmaru's face was about as red as his hair as he wasn't really used to this kind of a vulnerable position. Akito's warm hands rand down all his muscles in a covetous manner, Ranmaru thinking he must not have been very nice to look at...After all, he was all hard and scarred up, not supple and firm like Akito. That and his ass didn't have that delectable girlish roundness to it. Akito had a really nice ass. "...I-I hope I'm good..."

 

"You're perfect." Akito replied softly. He did not tell Ranmaru that the normal men that he fucked were even more muscular and scarred than he. Even they enjoyed being vulnerable to a soft spoken, sweet creature.  His lips slid over his mate's, soft body rubbing against Ranmaru's as they cuddled close.

 

Ranmaru shuddered and blushed really hard, finding this to be so damn erotic for some reason. The fact that Akito was going to be inside him, claiming him in that way, made Ranmaru feel all the closer to his mate. It was like they were going to possess each other entirely, their relationship allowing give and take on equal grounds. "Ah...y-you're tongue is so hot...It makes my skin tingle."

 

Akito purred, glancing up at him with a smirk tugging at his warm lips. "All the better, eh?" He breathed softly, trailing open mouthed kisses down his mate's chest and belly, putting a kiss onto his mate's hardening shaft. He liked how it twitched, swelling with blood. "Pass me the lube, would you?"

 

"Y-yeah...." Ranmaru stammered, moving a bit awkwardly to go and get the lube from the nearby drawer - trying his best not to shove his member into the other's face. Grasping it out of the drawer, he hands the tube of lubricant to Akito and lays back, watching with a blush. He knows what's going to happen, but he's still rather nervous.

 

The stuff was flavored. Akito liked the flavored stuff, it made it all the more fun to play. He squirted a little onto his fingertip, massaging the opening between Ranmaru's muscular buttocks slowly. The fickle bud twitched and relaxed some under the gentle touches, his tongue sliding up the others shaft slowly.

 

"O-oh, Gods -!" Ranmaru gasped before biting the back of his hand, trying not to make too much noise since his brother's room was just on the other side of those thin walls. His whole frame twitched, the combination of Akito's exploring fingers and his mouth was enough to drive anyone insane.

 

The smug feeling that came with the sound of his mate's pleasure was always nice. He grinned, tongue sliding up again, finger slipping deeper to begin opening his mate up more for him. Akito was not huge, but he was moderately sized and would feel much bigger than he actually was since this was Ranmaru's first time.

 

"Uhn....ah....mmmff!" Ranmaru whimpered as he bit the back of his hand and tried not to twitch too much. His body naturally resisted the intrusion and the strange sensation of those fingers, but Ranmaru tried his best to relax in knowing that it would only hurt more if he didn't try to calm himself. Eventually, will triumphed over instinct and Akito was able to wriggle two fingers successfully up into Ranmaru. 

 

The inside of the others body was hot and contracting. Akito shivered, biting his hip in delight as the other groaned and spread his legs further. Oh yes, it was going to be pleasing when he finally mounted his mate. "Do you like that?"

 

"Y-yes, you b-bastard...! S-stop making me...aah!" Ranmaru cries before arching and biting the back of his hand again. He's almost bloody from how good Akito is making him feel. It's wonderful to see Ranmaru shudder just from two fingers - what will he do when there is a cock in there?

 

Akito is very nearly squirming in delight at the thought. Hopefully he will have Ranmaru crying out even louder! He purrs, slipping up the others body to kiss eagerly at his lips, feeding at them hungrily. "Oh my, such mean words!"

 

"Uhnn!" Ranmaru whimpers as he feels the other slip in a third finger. He shudders and arches his body again, going mad from Akito's hands caressing him in all his sensitive places. He's about ready to just rub up against the other like a dirty whore and beg for mercy. "A-ah...s-shit....i-if you k-keep rubbing that spot, I'm gonna cum!"

 

"Oh my, can't have that..." He whispers softly and removed his fingers slowly. He licked them clean, enjoying the crisp apple taste with a slight impish grin tugging at his full lips. He shifted, hooking one of Ranmaru's legs over his shoulder before gingerly positioning himself to slip inside.

 

"A-ah...why you little -!" Ranmaru gasped, knowing that Akito was teasing him with all that finger licking and that smug grin. However, he didn't get his full insult out as the other began to slowly slip inside him. Despite knowing what he should do in this situation, his body instinctually tightened up and he gasped with slight pain. The intrusion was such an awkward feeling, leaving him quivering all over.

 

Akito rubbed his belly, making comforting noises. It pleased him to be getting his way, knowing full well how pissy and demanding Ranmaru could be. His happy smile made his face light up with delight. Akito sighed prettily, allowing Ranmaru to rest and get used to the feeling of being filled.

 

"Y-you're big..." Ranmaru finally gasped when he let his body relax, relinquishing his death grip on Akito's cock. This allow Akito to press in a little more, causing Ranmaru to squeak. Akito was finding out quickly that Ranmaru was quite a noisy one. 

 

Which was utterly awesome. Akito smirked, cocking his head. "Not really, you're just very tight, Ranmaru." He replied honestly and allowed himself to thrust into the other with a groan of delight.

 

"Aah!" Ranmaru cried out at the feeling of having Akito's cock rub up against his prostate. He quickly clamped a hand over his mouth, blushing with shame for moaning like a complete slut. He really couldn't help it. His father was a bit of a bitch and it seemed he inherited that bitchiness, therefore making him a perfect uke. Perhaps Rowen should top Rughal sometime - it'll shut him up. "-ummf! Umff! Ah! Ahn! Umf! UMF!" Ranmaru's voice is muffled by his hand as Akito unmercifully thrusts in and out, targeting the other's prostate ceaselessly.

 

The sight is one that Akito is enjoying intensely. His rainbow eyes glitter with pleasure, a growl of pleasure escaping his throat as he continued to give his mate as much pleasure as possible. Gods, those moans of delight and little noises were so sexy.

 

"S-Stop...s-smiling....a-asshole - aaah, Gods!" Ranmaru cried out as he felt the other push in all the harder. He arched, clamping both hands over his mouth now to keep from screaming. His cock bobbed against his stomach, pre slipping onto his taunt belly.

 

Akito grinned deviously and began a deep, rolling pace, eyes locked on Ranmaru's face, thrilling in the expression of intense bliss on his mate's handsome face. That was just... gods... Akito groaned, shuddering, cock pulsing inside the tight body it was sheathed inside.

 

"Ahn! Ahn! Ahn! MHnn! Ooh! F-Fuck -! Ahhh!" Ranmaru groaned as his moans began slipping through his fingers. His eyes opened a little and he looked up at Akito with his glistening grey gaze. Damn it! That smirk on Akito's face only served to piss off Ranmaru as he squirmed, trying to stop himself from being such a whore and loving this so much! Of course, Akito didn't make it easy as he grasped Ranmaru's other leg and then leaned forward, hitting his lover at an angle that made him forget all about holding back his moans as he clawed the bed sheets for more. "Oh! FUCK! Y-yes!! Harder! Ah...!! Ah! AH!! G-Gods -ah! - Akito, h-harder!! Yessss!”

 

Akito gasped in delight, listening to the delicious, loud cries of his lover. "Yes, scream for me, Ranmaru." He ground out between clenched teeth, snapping his hips forward, forcing himself in deeply into the others body. All the earlier misgivings had disappeared and he was left with only sensation and passion.

 

"AAAAHH! J-Jesu-!! G-GODS! Y-you b-b-bastard, not that...d-deep! Uhnn!! Uhn...uhn! Uhn! Ahn! F-fuckin'..u...unbelievable -!!! AH!!" Ranmaru cried out as he arched back his body and his eyes flung wide open. Akito was pushing him right to his limit, going all the way to the hilt. Ranmaru could only scream out Akito's name in a breathless voice as the bed began to creak heavily with their coupling. 

 

Every scream of pleasure was like a caress and Akito drowned in it, shuddering and gasping with utter rapture. Yes, Ranmaru was certainly his perfect mate, giving him everything he ever needed. "Ohhh... f-fuck, love you!" Akito gasped against the others lips, shivering from pleasure.

 

"Ahh!!! -Uhmmmf! Fuu! Umffuu! Umff! UmF! Fuu! - Ah! - Mmmhhff-!!" Ranmaru cried into Akito's passionate kiss, knowing there was an "I love you too" somewhere in that muffled bliss. He really wasn't able to think beyond this point - no longer caring how much of a slut he was - as he raised his hips to meet the other's thrusts and rubbed shamelessly up against him. Pre slicked between the two of them as Ranmaru's cock was caressed between their bellies. It wouldn't be long now before he came. 

 

From the tightening of inner muscles, he knew his lover would spill very soon. It tickled Akito to think he could bring his mate to such shameless levels of bliss. Yes, he adored the way Ranmaru squirmed and arched against him, the desperate, muffled cries of adoration. "Ahhhn! G-gods, yes!" Akito growled, nuzzling into the other as he slammed home yet again and came into the hot, clenching body.

 

"...AKII-!!!!" Ranmaru cried as he felt himself give in only moments after, slicking their chests with his cum. He shuddered for a few seconds and then went limp back against the bed, his chest rising and falling as his heart thundered in his chest. A few moments later, as he floated down from his high, he became aware of an almost pleasant aching in his lower back and Akito's soft lips kissing his. Opening his tired eyes, he at least had the energy to blush when he saw Akito's grinning face. "Y-you jerk...d-don't look so damn...h-happy..." Ranmaru panted, embarrassed by his own level of whoredom.

 

"Oh hush, you get the same look." Akito giggled and nuzzled into him, too lazy to slip out of his mate's soft insides. He sighed with happiness, nuzzling closer to Ranmaru. "You were so good, love."

 

"Y-you probably say that to all the guys under you..." Ranmaru stammers out, blushing with pride though as he's really happy to hear that. He smiles up at Akito after the other sticks his tongue out at him, pulling Akito down for loving kisses and caresses. "And, despite what you say, you're really big."

 

Akito chuckled and kissed back adoringly, sighing with pleasure as he is cuddled close. What more could he had to make him happy? Smiling, he reaches into the drawer and takes out some of the pills, plopping one in Ranmaru's mouth. "There, just like I promised."

 

"Thanks..." Ranmaru replies after swallowing, sighing and laying back as he feels the ache slowly creeping up his body. Still, it's a pleasant enough feeling as he cuddles Akito into him, pondering if he should screw the other one blind for good measure. He moves a little, his back screaming with pain...Well....maybe later. "So, do you think Lord Death is going to deal with that Angel bastard brushing him off so easily?"

 

"Possibly. Rowan is dangerous. It would be like trying to pet a dog you do not know well. It might bite." Akito replied softly, musing as he lay on his lover's belly, head cocked and eyes distant. "He will probably show his annoyance at not being told earlier, but Death cannot show his full annoyance or he'd leave himself vulnerable."

 

"He's Death! How in the hell can Death be vulnerable?" Ranmaru cries with a frown, looking up at Akito with as much worry as his eyes as anything. Ranmaru is such a passionate person, he reacts to everything with anger or distrust or extreme happiness or compassion. He is a person of extremes, really, just like his father. 

 

"Think of it. What if he were to anger Rowan. What do you think he would do if Rowan decided to abandon him?" Akito asked softly, cocking his head as he gazed down at the other with a slight frown.

 

"Get Durga to pick up the slack?" Ranmaru asks densely, causing Akito to roll his eyes. This is why Falcon keeps kicking Ranmaru's ass - the other really doesn't think beyond the moment. Perhaps that's a good thing for Akito, otherwise Ranmaru might have second guessed his decision to screw Akito into the bed sheets and thus mate with him.

 

"She does not have enough troops, Ranmaru." He shot the others idea down with a sigh of patience. "We are dependent on him and there is nothing we can do about it. Until this war is over, we are going to be forced to put up with Rowan and the power he currently holds over us."

 

"That asshole....If he didn't have control over all my grandmother's troops, I bet my dad could do something about it," Ranmaru growled as he lay back and thought hard about what to do. No matter which way he looked at it, they were rather stuck.

 

Akito smiled and pet his lover gently, bemused by how vehement he was. Ranmaru was foolish to think that Rowan would so easily be toppled simply by having his father in control. It just did not work like that. "Go to sleep... we should rest for a while."

 

"....You just want to shut me up, don't you?" Ranmaru says with a smirk, laying back and looking up at the other. Akito looks away, trying not to show that he's guilty of just that. Of course, there are always better ways to shut Ranmaru up.

 

He snorted and tickled Ranmaru into a puddle of goo. "Oh hush! I just don't want to talk about politics anymore! Care to change the subjects?" He teased and nuzzled into the other with a low growl of delight.

 

"Sure....have you noticed that Varun hasn't come out of his room in a few days? I mean, he was there for the ball, but he went right back...What is UP with that? He comes back home after being that Angel bastard's captive and he won't even hang out like he used to," Ranmaru says with a sigh. "That's almost as bad as Eos screwing that ice-assed fucktard..."

 

"It's that angel of his. They've been holed up reading and... well, YOU know." Akita replied with a snicker, hiding his face in the others chest as a fit of giggles overcame him. "Oh man, I wonder how in hell he can even get his dick in that little tightass!"

 

"I know what you mean," Ranmaru grumbles. "That kid...he pisses me off just as much as that ice-bitch! I mean, he made fun of Eos like crazy and said some awful things and now they're bumping uglies? It's stupid..." Ranmaru ponders if he should find a way to break them up, though that seems impossible now that they're mated.

 

"It's better that they're bumping uglies than killing each other." He yawned and coddled the other with a purr. "Eos doesn't seem to mind. He's too busy enjoying being married."

 

"You mean being fucked...And here he was the virgin in our family," Ranmaru sighs as he closes his eyes and lays back against the sheets, feeling rather tired from the sex. "That sure went quickly, didn't it?"

 

"Mmmnnn yep." Akito replied lazily, nuzzling softly against the other. It was nice just lazing her. He did not much want to move, just wanted to cuddle closer and rest. He yawned and closed his eyes and kissed the chest of his mate adoringly.

 

Ranmaru sighed and smiled, pulling the other close as they decided to have a nice afternoon nap. It was lunch time by now and Death was growing fairly impatient with Rowan. At last, though, the doors to the great hall opened and Rowan and Urius stepped inside. Death blinked, surprised to see them in such grand formal clothing. Rowan was dressed like a prince in blue and gold and black, his hair having been slicked back to show off the bone structure of his handsome face. A long cape was slung over one shoulder, held by a decadent gold thread. Urius was dressed similarly, though far more modestly, in shades of black and purple sand silver. He looked to be doing much better, his eyes catching the purple accents of his clothing. "Forgive me for making you wait so long, Lord Death, but the compound had to be further secured. I will be heading out...it's a rather urgent matter."

 

"Oh?" Death cocked his head, looking upon Rowan with interest. "And what sort of matter is it, my lord Rowan?" He asked softly. Durga stood silently beside him, hands clasped behind her back, looking Rowan over with interest. He appeared to be a dangerous, powerful male and it would be unwise to merely look at his smaller stature and decide then and there if he were really danger at all.

 

"My father...Because of my treachery, he is claiming he has right to Yoren," Rowan replies, causing Death to quirk a brow. This doesn't seem to be very much of a matter, seeing as Rowan has already defected from the Tenshihana government. What would he care about whether his father is laying claim to Yoren? Yoren is beyond Robert's reach now and shouldn't be in danger, so why dress up and go into the lair of the enemy to contest something of this nature?

 

"Yoren is here, whatever could they possibly do to force you to give him over?" Death asked softly, hands folded in his lap, expression thoughtful and curious. Durga was ever silent and taking in every detail of the men before her, dark eyes blank ever as her mind worked over time.

 

"I believe you remember when Urius easily infiltrated your castle and killed that faulty informant of yours, correct?" Rowan asks, getting a nod from Death. "Well, you must realize that, like my organization, things like that are voted on...Imagine, if you would, that my brother was legally declared property of Lord Robert. He would have right to send any number of trained assassins here to kidnap my brother and kill as they pleased. The only reason the Tenshihana government has not come after us and this poorly defended castle is because of Prince Conrard's defeat earlier...Without it, no doubt we would be swarmed by now. If my father is given legal right to Yoren on the grounds that he is above the age of consent and thus I am detaining him, a citizen of Tenshihana, against his will.....Well......you will lose more than just one dirty old man."

 

"I see..." Death's expression became stormy, eyes trained on Rowan. He rose slowly, an elegant hand offered to Rowan as if giving him a treat of some sort. "Go then, but I ask permission to have control over Stannis for a few days... I need him to lay out some information for our newest ally. He gracefully waved his arm toward Durga, who bowed lowly to Rowan. "It is a pleasure to meet you, my lord." She rumbled softly.

 

Rowan gave her one look and returned Death's gaze. "Out of the question." 

 

The immortal frowned. "May I ask why?" He replied, cocking his head in confusion. Behind his innocent expression of confusion, he was fuming. Nothing of his anger was allowed out, all stored deep and far away from any probing.  "Do you not trust your own soldiers my lord? I trust mine..."

 

"It has nothing to do with my soldiers, My lord. However, it has everything to do with the fact that Stannis is my only other capable Starc General. While I am gone, he is to take Jinevae's place under my Third, Roaden. Jinevae is going to come with us to gather some of his remaining family members. Thus, Stannis and Roaden will be the only two of my staff available to maintain the army I have stationed here. And so, My Lord, your request is simply out of the question."

 

Rowan was doing this on purpose, his eyes flickering with a hint of red. He was planning something more than just going to Tenshihana for a week or so...And he was deliberately keeping Stannis away from Durga. However, Death's hands were really tied at this point. He could not argue against such logic.

 

The immortal chuckled softly, his head tipping back. Really, it would be a delight for Adonis to finally have the god crushed under his boot, completely under his control, but for now... simply let the pieces fall into place. "Ahhh... I just wish you would have informed me sooner. It's rather irritating to be taken by surprise like this, Rowan." He glanced up, smiling politely upon the other, dark eyes glinting. Red flecks in Rowan's eyes, the creature had come to play.

 

"It came as a bit of a surprise, to be honest. In fact, the whole voting process was to be taken place without announcement. I am lucky Gow is still prowling in Tenshihana, or else I would have missed it. At the very least, with me present, they cannot vote unanimously. Not to mention I have a few...back up plans," Rowan replied with that beautiful smile. Only a noble could smile like that without it reaching his eyes, but only a God could make you fall in love with that kind of smile. Urius said nothing at Rowan's side, merely standing there with his eyes staring into nothing - the perfect soldier.

 

Death did not fall so easily for the wiles of gods, nor did Durga, who glanced aside boredly. She was already with a god, nothing he did was going to make her like him.  In fact, she would sooner punch him for that smile than fall for it. Death nodded slowly. "I see. Well, by all means, go and keep your brother from being taken from here, Rowan."

 

"As you wish, My lord," Rowan replied with a very courtly bow before turning on his heel. He brushed passed Durga as he left, Urius trailing him. Durga watched as Rowan was leaving, almost too caught up in him to realize that Urius was watching her. When she finally did connect with his gaze, a shiver of terror seized her unlike any she had felt before. Pure violet stared back at her in the depths of an abyss. She was struck for a moment with that gaze as time slowed and Urius' footfalls echoed heavily on the finely washed tiles. But, just like that, he blinked and the gaze was gone. He turned away from her, seemingly having not realized his own horrifying expression. Only when Urius was out the door could she breathe again, her heart hammering in her chest.

 

That one would have to be watched even closer than the blond. She shuddered, growling softly before glancing at the immortal. He was watching her, a tight frown on his lips. She nodded at him slowly, saluted and left. He knew what she had seen. Both of them were a danger, both of them could so easily turn on him and bring everything to ruin.

 

Already, such ruin was in motion. Distantly, on the other side of the many realms of the universe, a dark force stared down into a glimmering pool in a shadowy room. Her long black hair fell about her, caressing her ample bare breasts. Her female toy curls up against her after some hard love, her skin glistening all over with sweat. Crimson eyes narrow as she watches the images of Rowan and Urius leaving Death's castle. Chaos growls, glaring at the beautiful blond Angel that makes her seethe with rage.

 

Her little pet trembles some at mistress' anger and cowers, smaller frame easily broken should the mistress become angry and take it out on her. Whatever it was angering the mistress must be bad, surely, to make her seethe so. The little pet peeks up curiously, round pale eyes wide.

 

"What is it, Rulca?" Chaos asks as she looks down at her toy, the lovely girl with her perfectly pink nipples and her tiny tea-cup breasts. Rulca is small and slender, her skin as pale as snow. She is an interesting little beauty...a virgin when Chaos got her. However, that's long in the past. Her pretty little Irish rose is now quite accustomed to being her whore.

 

The girl flushes, biting her lip. "W-what is making Mistress so mad?" She asked innocently, flinching a little. She has seen her mistress take out her anger on others and she does not wish to be marred in such a manner. Her skin will surely bruise and break in a manner that will displease her mistress. Sure Chaos enjoys her slave's skin reddened with spankings, but huge ugly bruises and raggedly torn flesh? Rulca did not think she would enjoy her slave so marred and would be rid of her.

 

"He's still alive, despite all I do...that bastard...." Chaos growls as she grabs up Rulca and makes her squeak. Rulca is then seated on her mistress’s lap, those round red-tipped breasts pressing into Rulca's back as her smooth white skin is caressed by long fingers. "Look at him...so beautiful and proud. Adonis.........Even his name makes me ill," she hisses, digging her claws into Rulca's thigh enough to make it hurt, but hardly enough to break the skin. Rulca is her favorite and Chaos isn't about to hurt her delicate flower too much. Of course, it's wonderful to tie her up and use all manner of toys to make her squirm and squeak, to redden her lovely buttocks until she's sobbing...but never really hurt her. Chaos is only cruel to those she hates.

 

"W-why Mistress?" Rulca asks softly, cocking her head to the side. Her delicate, sweet body fits nicely in the lap of the larger woman, allowing her mistress to pet and coddle her favorite as much as she pleases. The girl is also intelligent, which makes her a much more... interesting toy to have.

 

"Because he killed my only child....and he stole my heart," Chaos says softly, pressing her chin against the girl's slender shoulder. Rulca's pretty red hair is pushed out of the way and falls to one side over her tiny tea-cup breasts. The lovely girl hears the sadness in her mistress' voice...the longing and the anger and the sorrow. No one has ever hurt her mistress so much - and lived, of course. Rulca then turns to look at the glimmering pool, seeing the gorgeous face of the man her mistress loathes and loves. "I must destroy him at all costs, pet...Otherwise, this world and all in it will be cast into his flames of destruction."

 

How could such a handsome man be so evil? However, the little female knows well enough the evils of handsome men. She has seen them use their looks to tempt village girls into their beds and than use them as they see fit... of course, the worst cases usually always ended in violent death. "Your child?" She asks softly, nuzzling her mistress comfortingly.

 

"Yes...my son. He tried to avenge his mother and died many years ago," Chaos says sadly before turning the girl in her arms. She caresses her cheek and smiles at her petal lips parting so sensually. Chaos kisses them, stealing the young girl's tongue and making her squeak and whimper so cutely. She breaks away, kissing Rulca's swollen mouth. "He was a darling boy...so weak and frail, just like you. However, he was foolish and thought he could tame Adonis. He lost his life and so was I stricken barren after that...I will never have another child."

 

Blushing from the attention that has her stirring in arousal, Rulca's expression becomes pained and she nuzzles her mistress all the more comforting. "I am sorry, Mistress... how could he be so cruel?" She whispered and glances back down into the dark water that reflects that handsome face.

 

"Because he is my brother....and my lover," Chaos says softly before sealing the other's mouth again and pushing her against the edge of the pool. Rulca squeaks with both surprise for the action and the words, hardly believing what she is hearing! Still, the Gods are strange creatures and they only keep mortals for amusement. Who is she to judge them? With a little whimper, she spreads her legs obediently for her mistress to caress her. "Enough of that...I'm depressed. You had best cheer me up, Rulca."

 

How could she not cheer up her beloved mistress? The girl easily submits, whimpering softly in delight as the larger female makes use of her smaller body, caressing her, enflaming her. Chaos is a skilled lover, there will be no rest for Rulca this evening, not with her mistress so in need of her special comfort.

 

Outside the dark room where Chaos kept her seeing pool, a young man in white attire sat and blushed fiercely at the sounds Rulca was making as she was spanked and sucked and teased until she was sore. Poor Amari looked towards the door with his big blue eyes, brown hair falling into his face when he flinched from a particularly lovely sound Rulca was making. Oh, my, what was the Godling to do? He swung his feet and sighed, wondering when Chaos would finish so they could go see Lord Death. No doubt he was already aware of the situation, but with Durga so close to Adonis now, things were very dangerous indeed. Chaos, the one who was so adamant about killing Adonis while in his mortal form, should at least stop fingering her pet long enough to go and speak with them! They were, after all, representatives of the higher council of Gods.

 

Of course, with such a distraction as little Rulca, how could she possibly NOT take the opportunity to enjoy herself a little so she'd be relaxed enough to handle it? Stressed as poor Chaos was, it was wise that she take the chance to calm herself down. Rulca was doing a good job of it; one could hear the loud little pet enjoying her mistress' attentions quite easily.

 

Chaos purred as she had Rulca singing beautifully today, her pet's thighs trembling on either side of her as Chaos used her tongue to slip deep inside her. Her tongue easily turned into a shadow, reaching in deep and wrapping around Rulca's clit. Chaos relentlessly tugged at it, chuckling as she watched Rulca's chest heave and her body arch to make those tiny breasts stand out. Of course, the Goddess wouldn't stop until Rulca was too exhausted for more...and even then, she liked to make her orgasm until it hurt.

 

Rulca was well on her way there. The little female puffed out little gasps and cries of rapture, hands tensing and squirming, hiding her eyes, covering her mouth. Her head tossed, shaken back and forth as she rode out each intense wave of orgasm. Mistress was especially vigorous that evening and the girl could do little more than thrash and cry out, begging for more.

 

After about the seventh time quivering in that manner, Chaos finally seemed satisfied that she could taste Rulca all the way down her throat. Chaos sat up and licked her lips, looking down at the girl who was utterly spent beneath her. So cute and sweet...Her long auburn hair fell back against the black stones, her pretty large eyes twinkling. Chaos leaned up and popped a breast in her mouth, sucking and making Rulca squirm again. "I must leave now, pet...but I want you to go back to your room and put that big vibrator in like a good girl...Yes, the special one I got you. When I get back, I want to see you all shivering just like this, understood?" Chaos said as she pet Rulca's belly.

 

Rulca shuddered and nodded, eager to please her mistress even if she was going to be utterly exhausted by the time she finally was able to sleep that evening. "Y-yes Mistress." She cooed sweetly, squirming against the warm body of her mistress with delight. How she loved mistress so much!

 

Chaos gave her a long deep kiss, letting Rulca taste herself as they pressed their naked bodies together. At last, she moved away and grabbed up her robe, smirking at how cute her little Rulca was. She would have such fun getting out her frustrations on the lovely Irish rose when she got back....but, for now, she had to go and speak with Death. Fate and the rest of the Gods were counting on her to get rid of this menace before he rose too quickly to power..."Goodbye, my pet. I will see you when I get back."

 

The girl waved adorably, already getting herself up shakily like a good pet. For one so small, she could take so much and that pleased her mistress greatly. Ahh... but she could go back to that later; she had business with a certain immortal!

 

Chaos at last cleaned herself up and got dressed, walking out to find Amari sitting there and twiddling his thumbs. He rather liked Rulca too, but as a big sister. She was always so kind to him when Chaos was away on business. She'd give him cookies and cook him funny dishes form her homeland. Some were good and others not so much, but it was nice to be cared for. "Oh! Are you ready now, Mistress?" Amari asks as he stands, looking to her with his big blue eyes. Chaos nods and brushes her black hair out of her face, smiling with the satisfaction of a cat that just won a fight. Mmm...with all the scratching Rulca did to the floor, perhaps that was the case.

 

"Yes, let's get going. I know Durga's God master is most displeased with the fact I didn't warn him about Adonis before letting his precious general go to Death...I might as well make amends, if only because Durga is so much more attractive than he is," Chaos sighs as she fixes her hair and then turns down the hall with her black robes trailing behind her. Those red eyes are fierce, fixated on her goal of destroying Adonis once and for all.