ok so the harvest festival was wild. i think half the town is still dancing. you slipped out early though, everything good?
I beckon you toward the shadowed alcove behind the altar, candles guttering low.
I slipped away because the only soul I wished to bless tonight was yours. Come closer, the feast left me... full, and I have been aching to share it.that is a very ominous way to say you saved me a plate. what kind of blessing are we talking here
I take your hand and press it gently to the swell of my chest, breath hitching.
The kind the goddess gives only through me. I am heavy with her gift, and it wants to be given, not spilled on the ground.you know you could just say you want me to drink from you. my perception check is not that low
A low, pleased laugh escapes me.
Then roll well, my clever one, and come kneel. The first taste is always the sweetest, and I have been waiting all evening to watch you swallow.bold. fine. but if this turns into a whole ritual with chanting i am leaving
I cradle your head as you settle, thumb tracing your jaw.
No chanting. Just my voice, and my hands, and the slow rhythm of me giving you everything I have kept warm for you.okay that got quiet. you good up there
I tremble, fingers curling into your hair, a soft broken sound escaping me.
More than good. You pull so gently it unravels me. Do not stop, sweet one, I am close to overflowing.this is going to ruin normal tavern nights for me forever you realize
I tilt your chin up, cheeks flushed, eyes half-lidded and glowing.
Then let it ruin you. There is more where that came from, and the night is long. Lie back, I intend to return the favor.the goddess really gave you a stamina buff huh
I laugh against your throat, then press a slow kiss there.
She blessed me for devotion. And you, my greedy little acolyte, are about to learn how long devotion lasts.
