In Templo Dei Caeli

[Ax'no]

Through the Force, she finally felt Kyrel relax and further brushed her own dark aura against his, a familiar sensation for him to bathe in, underscoring her promise that nothing would hurt either of them. There was little light at all in Ax’no. She was not a creature of mercy or leniency, because even when she acquiesced, there was a larger design in her mind, like a vast puzzle to which Kyrel was a piece. Loyalty had not been her strongest suit, but she was learning. The fact that she had no advanced her power beyond her control over an agrarian population of goat-like near-humans was testament to the fact that she needed to be careful to cultivate her allies and in turn, remain devoted to them.

She shivered as his fingers traced her scars, closing her eyes with the unexpected, pleasurable touch.

Ax’no then turned around, realizing that she likely was going to have to make the first move. “Your heart is exploitable then. Maybe we can think of a way to further safeguard it from some kind of electronic attack.” Leaning in close, to brush her soft lips against his, the Priestess whispered, “Don’t worry, Kyrel. We all have our weaknesses. But it’s about erecting the walls to keep those hidden and protected.” Her fingers weaving now against his skin, it was clear that Ax’no’s flaw may have been exactly what the two were about to be entangled in. The hungry flame in her yellow eyes displayed a desire that was far from ecclesiastic.

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[Kyrel Ren]

[SIZE=11pt]Kyrel was at first unnerved by the closeness the two shared, but did not fight it as he let her brush her lips against his as he looked at her, his heart racing as she gave him some type of effect that he had not known, not in this new body of course. What was this? Lust… Desire… What was it? She then made a suggestion from the kiss to perhaps come up with a way to protect the heart from electrical attacks. To which he replied almost speechless “I think that would be an interesting idea.” [/SIZE]

[SIZE=11pt]He then saw a hungry look in her eyes as if she was that of a predator and he was the prey. He was defenseless as he saw the lust and figured out that in the midst of all this talk of proposals and promises of power, she let pure animal instinct get to her, and here he was. Would he respond to it. Even if he did how would he. He perhaps had no choice but to make a decision right there. The question was…. Yes or No. [/SIZE]

@Ax'no

 

[Ax'no]

Ax’no enjoyed having this kind of power over mortal beings. After all, she was divine, and he remained an earthly creature, or if she believed the Caprine elder prophecies that was what had been foretold.

And why wouldn’t she? She was now the Goddess of her entire race.

The Priestess could tell that Kyrel was not necessarily like her other lovers. He was keenly present, less jaded and quite fascinated with her and she with him. As she softly traced his lips softly her long black-painted claws.

The answer was a resounding yes. Both human and Caprine spent a fevered night, tangled within Ax’no’s silken sheets and once their passion had been sated, the Priestess lay her head upon Kyrel’s chest, letting him stroke her ridged horns. With a gleam in her golden irises, she said, “If you’ve never been worshipped before you will finally see what it’s like at the Third Moon Festival tonight when your hand is hooked around my arm. The Goddess’s suitor is practically considered a demigod.” She moved her warm leg over his, arching her back outward when his hand rested upon her spine. “It’s more intoxicating than any spice or wine to have all of your subjects enthralled.”

In a way, the Caprine was fairly traditional. Her people may have been bacchanalian, but most were expected to marry and bear children, even the celestial being among them. While most of the population did not doubt Ax’no’s vestal nature, they also accepted that she would indeed bring home a king for her throne and carry on her legacy.

The elders would, in fact, demand it.

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