svetovid-tfd replied to your post: With each contradiction of limbs and bend of friction, he felt their energies grow; tasted the days of old where power ran like blood on the earth and the wars of the world could be governed with flesh and abundant fruit. He toyed with her, laughing deeply at the buttons that escaped them, and, drawing a hand over Hathor’s middle, clasped her breast, then slid back down, tracing her figure beneath her clothes, once more grinding her against the wall. “Zhink nozhing of it, beautiful sun.”
AND THEN THEY HAD SEX SO PASSIONATE THEY HALF-DESTROYED THE ROOM.
The cup of his hand had her breath coming up short before she exhaled, trembling all over as the rush of power that came with every kiss and caress had Hathor buzzing with excitement and pleasure. Her hips rocked back in time with Sven’s and she could feel the need pounding away at her, glancing towards the door and then back into his eyes, she drew him down for a passionate kiss. Her arms went around his waist and squeezed at his rear before she began to undo his trousers just enough. “It is forgotten,” She whispered, “For now…I do hope you are free the rest of the night.”
Harper’s hands pulled away and she removed one article of clothing before hooking her thigh around his waist, smiling as she guided him closer, she whispered, “Because we have only just begun,” And with a soft cry, she claimed his mouth again as she felt the satisfying way their bodies came together.
Being with humans was always fun, but there was something about being with another god that always set Hathor’s desires on fire. Perhaps it was because sex with a god was more than just play time or taking in the praises of her body for that shot of power. It was a game, a push and pull motion that connected the heavens and made her feel above the world once again. It had been a while since she had been with someone on her level, and even though she considered Svetovid to be further from where she was and who she was, she still considered him to be far more powerful than most.
So each gasp and moan was genuine, each touch eager and every kiss absolutely ravenous for more, smiling as their tongue danced, she nodded eagerly. Yes, yes she was the sun, and he breathed life into mortals, she provided energy, he gave the push that sent so many humans walking across the land.
Nodding as she kissed him and ripped open his shirt with a scatter of buttons, she laughed then, spine arching as she touched across his flesh. “I’ll replace that,” She promised, eyes glittering with that inner joy that seemed to glow across her flesh.
“8V NO I WOULD NOT”
Hermes: …8| “YOUUUUUUUUUUU”