Kether slept blissfully on her velvety red sheets, the cold air of thunder wafting inside the room as she dreamt. She saw blood, exposed skin, and bones that curved in a grim smile at her. It had to be him, Havik. The one she always reassured her things was how it was, that chaos was what reality was. Atrocious ruin by his hands, Havik was a symbol of all of that. The violent, ugly, chaotic reality of existence. "Havik?" Her voice called out in a small tone, a fear rushing over her as she looked from side to side, a sudden pounding thudding in her ears. Her eyes were heavy, a sudden wave of tiredness sweeping over her as she looked down at her body.
There were guts, blood, and bones on the sheets. She didn't want to see this. She didn't want to be a part of this horror. She didn't want to see it all. There had to be something else. The viscera consumed her. They were too real, they seeped into her brain and turned her into a part of their existence. She was nothing but a part of this. All these horrible memories at such a young age. Kether cried out in anger, a horrible, guttural noise of rage, grief, of despair.
Opening her eyes, she saw the warmth of her room once more. She had been sweating in her sleep, terrified and overwhelmed. Why do you dream, Kether? Why do you have these horrible nightmares of death? You've been a good child, why do you have these? What part of you is this?
She rubbed her eyes with her palms and left her bed dousing her face in cold water from a pitcher. She explored her room in the nude as usual. She couldn't help but feel stressed, but it was but a dream. It wasn't real. Later on, she bathed herself in cold water in hopes her mind would be cleansed by the chill and by her desire to masturbate. She imagined peace and serenity as she teased herself with her fingers in the bath of water.
Kether sighed as she rubbed a small amount of oil into her skin. She loved to feel the cold against her hot skin, to feel the oil glide over her, to feel the water slide off her in a thin layer. She always enjoyed the feeling of euphoria and relaxation that came with the massage. The oils flowed into her and through her, their scent filling her nostrils as the cold drops of water slid over her skin. For now, she was done bathing herself. Kether exited the tub and dried herself with a towel. Now, she looked in the mirror.
"You are beautiful, Kether," she whispered to herself. A little vain, perhaps, but she was like a goddess, after all. She didn't need to be a mother, she was beautiful, she knew that. Her face was flawless and her skin was soft.
She got ready for the day as she braided her hair in two pigtails, jewelry adorning her red eyes and her porcelain skin. Rolling thunder and rain blessed the holy grounds of the sky temple. Kether could feel the loneliness of the temple after Fujin's parting.
"Thunder God! Are you here?" She called out, her voice ringing through the empty halls.
There was nothing but silence in return. He must not have come back after he conferred with the elder gods. The thought disappointed her. It meant he didn't trust her. He was probably right not to. Then again, that could've been the reason for his absence. Why go back if he didn't trust you?
Kether decided that she would take this opportunity to exercise and train herself. She hadn't moved in a while and so she traveled to the training grounds of the sky temple where it was clear in air and sky. She lifted her arms and stretched them high, arching her back before sprinting forward. She jumped up into the air, thrusting her legs back. Kether concentrated for a moment as a halo of blades materialized around her body.
She spun around as the blades sliced through the air, turning around and around until the halo had become a long, thin sword. Kether explored her moves, spiraling around in a dancing battle that required little stamina to continue. She was a dancing goddess, light as a feather and strong as steel. After a while of twisting and turning, Kether was panting.
Soon, she felt a presence behind her and to her surprise, Raiden arrived on the grounds, "Thunder God, so good to see you." She said with a smile "Did you seek counsel with the Elder Gods like you said?" Kether swayed with her arms behind her back as she twirled her feet.
"Indeed I have." He replied.
"And... What did you discuss?" She said with a sluggish tone in her voice.
Raiden looked like he didn't want to reply but instead, he preferred to be truthful, "I implored of what lies of Havik's fate... and to inquiry my coitus with you." His words caused Kether to stop her dance.
She looked at him with a stern expression on his face. "Why speak to them of our affairs? Surely our union is our own?"
Raiden glanced back at her in disgrace, "I am not accustomed to this kind of occurrence... It is all new to me, Kether." Kether could understand what he meant, he is a god after all, and he never had, his fair share of fun.
With a perky smile, she came closer to him fluttering her lashes at him as her dainty fingers caressed his jawline."I understand, Raiden. Don't feel uneasy, succumb to what you find pleasing."
She replied seductively. Kether was a little pushy, perhaps, but she had to do something. She had to make him see her worth. Raiden looked down at her, his face blank. "What worries you? Is it the horrors of your enemies? Scheming their onslaught, worrying about your defeat? Stop those inimical thoughts and relax. I can help you." Her hands cupped his cheekbones.
"You dwell on such lascivious desires, why?" He began questioning her.
She purses her lips, darting her eyes at him, "Weit's because I adore you." She confessed, "it's not just lust... it's this confidence you give to me. A purpose. A reason."
Raiden stared at her for a moment.
"I am pleased to have given you a purpose, yet, perhaps you are only to distract me." He said.
Kether frowned aim, "Distract you? Earthrrealm remains neutral. You think I would distract you from your duties? After what I went through?" Kether clenched her fists as she was displeased at his accusation.
"I did not mean it in such a way." He said defensively. Kether pursed her lips and stepped away from him, "I'm sure you didn't ."
She looked at him seriously taking her to leave. But, her tracks stopped, she dug her heel into the concrete ground and unexpectedly charged at him with an attack. A whirl of punctures overcame him and somehow Kether managed to hit him in her surprise blow. Raiden's eyes widened in surprise as Kether pinned him against the ground with her strength.
He looked at her, speechless."Cease, Kether!" He commanded, but Kether clenched her claws around his arms, nailing him against the ground. She had a face of animosity, furrowing her brows at him although it slowly disappeared with a natural expression.
"You wouldn't hurt me, would you?"
Kether found herself sitting on top of him which led her with a dim grin. With thread-like string, she adhered his wrists to the floor tightening them enough for him to not move as much."Kether, release me at once." He said in a weary tone. Kether continued to smile at him, licking her lips as she gradually rocked her hips back and forth against his pinned body.
There wasn't much he could do, force and violence were not something he would resort to. He wouldn't harm her like that. Kether had only worn a thin laced thong beneath her revealing halter gown, this only made her feel the surface of his groin beneath her bum.
"You're not as strong as you think, Raiden." She said smiling. With her strength, she could force him to stay pinned against the ground. Kether continued to rub against him like a cat in heat. Teasing and wanting more. The more she rubbed, the more desperate she became and the more her actions became animalistic.
Her legs wrapped around his torso, pulling him in closer, pressing his groin into her crotch. She let out quiet moans as she raised her arms in a lecherous manner as she watched Raiden's dull expression watch her continue to grind her hips. She bit down on her lower lip as she rubbed faster, wanting more of him.
Leaning down against his chest, she hungrily kissed his lips, parting her teeth against his lip in a way that left her mouth stained with his blood. Raiden couldn't help but groan, his eyes rolling back as he let out a pained sigh. Suckling on his lip, devouring their seeping saliva.
The sensation go on forever but Kether had to stop for now as much as she hated it. She didn't even get the chance to climax like she wanted to. Kether's moans were quiet and soothing, "I like you like this Raiden. Confused is so sexy. Don't you think?" She purred against his lips.
Kether sighed and relinquished her magical bonds around his wrists, sitting up away from him.
"Did you enjoy that as much as I did?" She said coyly.
"Enough of your games, Kether." He said sternly, but Kether laughed. "Deny it all you want, I know desire when I see it." She winked at him. "I have much more in store for you later." She whispered seductively, then turned her back to him and walked away, leaving him alone.
Raiden sat there in his restraints, looking at the empty training grounds. He felt empty. He felt hollow. He felt uncertain about his feelings. He should be ashamed for allowing himself to indulge in such carnal acts but, slowly his perceptions of desire grew higher and higher.
There was something about the act of sexual congress that allowed him to forget about his pain. Yet, he had to focus on his responsibilities as protector of Earthrrealm. He took a deep breath and sighed, his eyes on the empty area of the training grounds. The time had come for him to return, to complete his training.