Almalexia sat on her throne, surrounded by her Hands. They wore nothing and danced with one another for their goddess. She smiled, staring at one particularly eye-catching. Well-built, his hands soft, his buttocks firm and he had enough strength to carry Almalexia without requiring her assistance. She swooned over him, her mind becoming a tunnel of intense fantasy.
Enter Sotha Sil. His calculating mind quickly parsed the scene. He came up behind Almalexia and placed a hand on her shoulder, "Already moved on to another of your Hands?" his smile revealed perfect teeth.
"Sotha, you know how lonely being a goddess gets sometimes. Sometimes you must make do with what you are given." she smiled and grabbed his hand, kissing it softly.
"Have any of them every been able to satiate your thirst?" he asked, putting his arms around her.
"No, my dear, not in the way you or Vehk can." she kissed his cheek, turning it a rosey red.
"May I ask you to retire early, tonight?" he spoke softly in her ear.
"My heart yearns for your embrace, Seht."
A soft touch of her breast and he was away, calmly strolling through the halls of the grand temple to Almalexia. He entered her bedchambers and removed his robes, getting under her sheets. He sniffed her pillow, sighing quietly. It smelled of her. He found one of her hairs on it and chuckled to himself.
A noise outside the door.
It opened. Almalexia stood in the threshold wearing her favorite night robes, white flowers on a golden canvas. He motioned for her to enter. He stood and wrapped his arms around her waist, kissing her directly on her pale lips. She blushed.
"You're beautiful." he told her.
She kissed him and removed her robes. He got on his knees and kissed her stomach, his arms still around her waist. She opened her legs, grabbed his head, and spoke, "Won't you take care of me?"
Sotha Sil swallowed hard and licked his lips. He placed his lips against her crotch and licked slowly. Almalexia moaned, her fingers clutching Sotha's hair tightly.
His fingers drew circles on her back as his tongue did figure 8s on her clit. She pulled him closer and begged him to continue. Her moans drove him faster, harder, with more precision.
He stopped.
Almalexia was on her back now, her legs up in the air. "I need you, Seht."
He climbed onto the bed and kissed her breasts, squeezing her nipples with two fingers. Her legs wrapped around him and he slid his throbbing dick into her, thrusting slowly. He bit at her neck as his hands groped her breasts and stomach. Her hands felt his muscles, his metallic shell-pieces. She screamed his name. His thrusts were fast now, his tongue in her mouth. She moaned, arching her back as she reached the peak of orgasm.
Seht kissed between her breasts and shot his hot milk into her pussy.
Laying his head on her chest, he sighed. "I wish we had more nights alone, like this. These nights make me feel like you love me."
Almalexia smiled. "I love you as much as you love yourself."