Bell stumbled back from a long day in the dungeon; he was beyond exhausted. 2 weeks removed from receiving the all-clear from his Amistad, it had been his first foray. His body was sore from his time off, his skills felt rusty, and this terror crept into his heart the further they descended. He had a near full-blown panic attack as they entered the Water capital. The Moss Huge, the tumble down the falls, everything just came flooding back. Thankfully, instinct and training had taken over. He found himself sitting in the baths. He didn't even realize he had fallen asleep until suddenly his eyes snapped open, and everything was dark.

Someone had extinguished the lights; the only light was from the moon pouring in through the windows. Then he heard the bath door opening and whispered, "Bell?" The sweet words of his goddess, he listened to the worry in her voice.

"I am here, goddess," he replied. "Is everything alright?" He didn't even turn around. He was standing there in the Moonlight, water up to his waist.

"I was worried; no one saw you at dinner; I was up late going over some things with Lily; I wanted to check on you, and when I saw your bed empty." He heard her voice crack. "I got so scared. I thought you were gone again, that I had lost you."

He turned and saw his beautiful goddess crying in the moonlight. He almost ran out to her, but he remembered that he was naked, so he started to make his way to the edge. He watched as Hestia wiped the tears; she clenched her fists, took deep breaths, and then walked to the pool's edge. Bell stopped moving.

"Don't move," she ordered. "Close your eyes," she waited till he did so; she put her hand over her heart. "Bell…I love you."

"I love…" he stopped when she held her hand to stop him.

"No, Bell," she took a deep breath. "I love you, not as your goddess but as a woman. I love you; I have been in love with you." He heard her dress hitting the floor, and she stepped into the water.

"But…" he said, his eyes still shut. "Goddess, it's wrong for me to think of you…"

"Is it wrong for Mikoto to be in love with Takemikazuchi Or Welf to be in love with Hephaestus, Micah, and Naaza?" he could feel the movement of the water as she came closer, her voice just above a whisper.

"No," he said.

"I know about your feelings for Ais," he nearly opened his eyes in shock as Hestia never really called Ais by her name. "Do you not love me? Can you not love me as a woman and your Goddess?"

"But I will die?" he protested weakly; she was right in front of him. He knew it.

"Bell, we talked about this; I will wait for you to come back and ask you?" she paused.

"Will you be part of my familia…" he whispered. He felt her trembling hand lightly touch his chest.

"You can love Ais, Lilly, Ryu, Haru, Eina, whomever you want," she whispered as her other hand landed on his chest. "They can give you children where I cannot, but I need to know if you can love me as a woman, Bell. I am offering myself to you and only you. Please open your eyes and look at me.

Bell slowly opened his eyes; standing there was his god...Hestia, naked. He felt a blush creep across his body. She was baring herself completely, offering herself. One of the three Virgin Goddesses, he loved her; he had fallen for her the second he first looked into her eyes in that alley. He had elevated her on a pedestal, a being to be worshiped but never touched.

Like a bolt of lightning, it all became clear, not only his feelings about Hestia but how he felt about the other girls and how they felt about him. They had made their feelings clear, and like a coward, he had chosen to ignore them. They decided not to acknowledge all they had put before him.

Lily had fought the pull of the divine wine to forge a better life for herself and him. She would watch him to help protect and support him, always reaching out to support him. She would look at him when she thought no one was looking, her laughter, the blush on her cheeks when he would hug her. Or when he noticed the new necklace or dessert.

Haruhime would faint at the thought of being touched by almost any man aside from a select few, and that was only incidental contact for the most part. She was by his bedside during the whole recovery process, wiping his brow of sweat from the nightmares, or he would awake with her laying next to him, holding his hands, her tail draped over him, the lap pillows, all these little things. An extra piece of beef in his food, an extra cookie in his lunch. There to greet him with a smile and warmth.

Eina, the care and compassion she showed him, how the relationship had grown from Advisor and Adventurer to friendship, to the edge of more. She blushed as he would call out his love when they parted. The look of relief when he would walk into the guild after a dungeon dive. She screamed her support when he fought Asterias, being there by his side when he lost that fight—coming to his bedside when he was in the hospital and to the manor after he was released. All the information she had gathered on the lower floors for him, doing all she could to make sure he would be even more prepared, the way she had fallen asleep the night on the couch leaning against him.

Ryu...the safe zone, the tightness in his chest when they had seen each other afterward. Her blush was the way their hands would twitch towards each other.

Hestia, waking up with across his chest in that tiny basement home. Or in bed during those early days. The warmth of her legs across his bare back, the murmur of her love as he would slip off in the morning. The exuberance when he would return, the worries when he came back hurt. The forging of the Hestia Knife, her coming into the dungeon after the passing parade, the fight with Nord, all she did, working part-time jobs to try and provide for her family, the way she would even give to those less fortunate, sparing all she could. The children who ate thanked their goddess.

"I love you, Hestia," he said as his eyes absorbed the beautiful woman naked before him. "Are you alright knowing that my heart is not only yours?"

Hestia was almost back in the Heavens when he said her name, how his eyes looked at her exposed body, the physical reaction she saw rising from just below the water. "Yes, Bell," her voice evident. "To deny them out of a selfish desire would make me a terrible goddess. You stole our hearts, my heart; we can sort that out later. Tonight, I am yours; will you make yours?"

Bell took a calming breath; Hestia closed her eyes, tilting her head, her lips puckered. Bell leaned in, his eyes closing as their lips gently touched. The kiss was hesitant, soft, warm, exciting, tender, and loving, everything they could hope for in their first kiss. Her arms came up around his neck, his around her waist, her breasts pushing into his chest. Hesitantly, her lips parted; clumsily, their tongues met, and the fire that had stared when they kissed roared to life.

Bell gave into the fantasies that had been in the back of his mind. He reached down and grabbed his Hestia by her plump backside; her eyes went wide as she moaned into the kiss. When he lifted her with ease, she wrapped her legs around him as he carried her to the edge of the bath.

They found their rhythm in their passionate kiss; as he lowered her down, their kiss broke apart, and he began to kiss her neck, eliciting excited moans from the petite goddess; Bell just surrendered to his desires as he captured her breast in his mouth, a cry of pleasure escaped her lips as he sucked around her breast, his other hand caressed her free breast. Boldly, his hand went between her legs; the gasp and moan that escaped Hestia's mouth just from his hand over her sex made Bell stop.

"Don't you dare stop Bell!"

Bell gulped as a repeating fantasy ran through his mind; "Hestia, can I try something?"

"You can do anything you want; I am yours now and forever." Her eyes went wide when he began to kiss down her stomach; she blushed and covered her face when he spread her legs, laying her sex bare before him. "Bell what..." the question died on her lips when she felt the hesitant kiss on the inside of her left thigh, then the right; she quivered in anticipation as the kiss was right at the very top of her sex. The electricity that ran through her body made her arch her back as a lustful moan escaped her lips. Bell did stop; he kissed her lower lips again, his secret fantasies, the hidden books in his room courtesy of Hermes.

He ran his tongue up the length of sex, hearing Hestia moan his ne as her hands to the top of his head. When his tongue pushed in between her lower lips and ran up the length, finding that magical spot at the top of sex, Hestia almost went back to the heavens. When he continued to lick and suck that magical spot, she could only moan and call his name. Her near screams of pleasure mixed with calling his name and begging for more was more than enough encouragement for Bell.

His exploration of her sex didn't stop till her hands grabbed his hair, and with a final scream of his name, the virgin goddess Hestia experienced her first orgasm as her heavenly nectar spilled forth. Bell greedily lapped up her nectar, this heavenly ambrosia that spilled from her sex. He moaned as he swallowed every drop; he could feel this warmth that spread from his back into his very core; he crawled up Hestia's body pausing to suck upon those heavenly orbs before once again capturing her lips. She was still riding the high of her orgasm, not minding the taste of herself on his lips. She trembled in anticipation as she felt his erect cock at her entrance; she reached down and gently grabbed it; she felt his shudder, and she lined him up with her entrance.

Bell's eyes were wide as he stared down at her; she bit her lip and nodded her head, "Go slow," she whispered, and she guided him in as he began to enter her. It was this strange mix of pain and pleasure as she wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled him in. He leaned down, kissing her again; the goddess of the heart's fire was ignited again; her want for him was more than anything else. When he reached the final barrier, Hestia pulled him in with her legs as she bucked her hips; the brief flash of pain was overridden as she was now fully connected with Bell. She could feel his quivering inside of her, his muscles tensing as he fought against the urge to move. She could feel the pleasure begin to wash over her, her core heating up, begging for him to finish what he had started.

"Hestia," his voice was ripped with lust, "Goddess," he moaned. "It feels so good, so warm. It feels so heavenly inside of you."

Their eyes met, and she quivered in pleasure as he moved ever so slightly. "Make love to me, Bell. Make love to me all night; I don't want to know anything else now but you inside of me." As Bell pulled back, they both moaned; when he came back forward, she nearly screamed in pleasure. He started slow, almost savoring the feel of her with every movement. His pace began to quicken, their moans and cries echoing off the walls, her nails dug into his back as he went harder. She nearly passed out as she came again; his calls and screams of her name brought her back. Her heart fire was raging; she had released some of her Divinity without knowing it. She called his name and begged for him to release his seed inside of her to quench the roaring flames of their lust. When his seed splashed deep inside of her, she pulled him in as deep as she could, trying to milk every last drop from him as she was once again brought to orgasm.

She barely had time to catch her breath before Bell pulled and turned her over, lifting her hips. She barely had a chance to realize what was happening when he entered her again. She cried out in pleasure as he grabbed her hips and pulled her back to meet his lustful thrusts. She surrendered herself to him, letting him take her there on the floor; the sounds of their bodies coming together mixed in with moans and cries was the sexual symphony of pleasure. Once he had filled her with his seed again, she found herself hoisted up as he had her back against the wall again, driving his cock deep inside of her; her eyes rolled back a few times as she clung to him, all she could do was whisper his name as she held on as she was ravaged, and Hestia loved every moment of it. Again, he filled her as she cried out in orgasmic pleasure. "Take me to bed, Bell," she whispered. "I need you; I need more. She threw her arms around his neck as he carried her naked body to her room. Thankfully, the manor was quiet and dark as they moved to the bedroom. He locked the door behind him as Hestia went to her drawer and drank a stamina potion.

"Lay down, Bell," Hestia cooed at him. "I want to be on top this time."

-Haruhime-

Having gone to check on Bell and not finding him, she had gone to search for him throughout the manor; checking the baths, she found his clothes in the basket, but with the lack of sound from the tub itself, she closed her eyes and called his name as she pushed open the door. A scent she hadn't smelt since her days in the pleasure quarter assaulted her nose. Her eyes snapped open as she looked around the room, wondering if someone had broken in to do such naughty things in their home. Then she saw Hestia's dress and undergarments lying on the bath floor; Haruhime's heart sank just a bit. She gathered their things and cautiously approached the Goddess's room. It was on the top floor at the end of the hall; the smell became more robust as she got closer. She heard Hestia calling Bell's name and vice versa; the sounds of their bodies colliding were even more evidence of what was happening behind the door. Her breathing quickened as her core began to warm, and her legs trembled as she fell to her knees outside the door; she listened to their cries of passion. It was driving her mad. She hadn't even realized it as her hand began to duck between her thighs.

Haruhime could count on one hand the number of times she had masturbated, and with this time, she would have to use the other hand to keep count, the number of times it had been when she lay in bed longing to Bell, well that was five of the six. She always felt like such a dirty fox in the morning after; it had just been further evidence to her of how she was unworthy of Bell's affections, and the best way she could ever serve him was in the capacity of his maid. No matter what Aisha had said. She couldn't stop as her fingers slipped past her panties and dove into her sex; she was wetter than she had ever been; furiously, she pleasured herself as she bit on the collar of her Kimono to muffle her cries. When she came, she found herself still hot, craving Bell like never before. She bit her lip and peeked through the keyhole; she saw their goddess off to the side, doing her best to fit Bell's cock in her mouth. Haru began to pleasure herself again, watching the act; a part of her brain screamed for her to stop, to move, to do anything that she was doing.

She watched as the petite goddess worked her tongue around Master Bell's impressive cock. When she began to take them into her mouth, working herself farther down till, after effort, she hilted him in her mouth. Haru heard Bell's throaty moan as Hestia's head began to bob up and down, her hands working the parts that were not in her mouth. Haru heard Bell cry out that he was about to climax, and Hestia deep-throated him once again; Haru bit down on the collar again as she came herself. She froze. Hestia was looking at her; she knew it; the goddess's eyes bore deep into Haruhime, and she heard Bell call out as he released in their goddess's eager mouth. Hestia closed her eyes as the first rope exploded down her throat. Haruhime fled.

-Hestia & Bell-

True to their words, they fucked until the first rays of the sun began to peak into the bedroom before they fell deeply asleep.

Bell awoke sometime around midafternoon. It was then he realized that he lacked clothes, as he had left them in the baths last night. He looked down at the nude sleeping goddess on his chest; thankfully, the window had been open some last night, allowing the room to air out some. He laid back his arm around Hestia's waist as she snuggled in contently.

His mind drifted to the revelation that he had last night of the feelings he and the girls had for him. He had been aware to a certain extent but chose the path of ignorance, how he had once again been a coward, too afraid of confronting those feelings and at least letting things fall where they may. It wasn't even that Marriage or unions between multiple people were all that strange; the life of Adventures was tumultuous at the best of times and deadly daily. Gods had been known to have numerous lovers; heroes, merchants, and ordinary people would sometimes have multiple wives or husbands. It wasn't looked down upon or even taboo; some races were different, but even then.

He owed it to all of them to address and confront those feelings, to lay them bare for the world to see. His mind was pulled back as he felt a tender kiss on his cock; he looked down and saw Hestia running her tongue up the shaft as he quivered in pleasure. "Morning, Bell," she said with a smile as she took him in her mouth. He never had waking up been so good for Bell in his life. Once she had made him orgasm, she let out a pleasant eep as he put her on his back; finding her wet and eager, he slid into her once again. This was different from before; there, in whole light, he made love to her, their eyes intently locked on each other as the world drifted away in their bliss. Hestia's whispers of wanting them to cum together were enough to drive him over the edge; when she heard him whispering that he couldn't hold back, it did the same to her. They lay there for a moment till Hestia tapped his chest. "Shower and food," she said. He nodded and scooped her in his arms, carrying her off the private shower. Hestia giggled in bliss.

After they showered, and she was again taken up against the wall, she was the first to leave to retrieve his clothes. She saw them folded outside the door; she smiled and carried them back in after waiting a minute. She watched him dress with a dreamy smile on her face. "I love you, Bell," she said as he turned to face her.

"I love you too, Hestia," he smiled. "I don't know what to say…but I want to ensure you are okay with the others."

Hestia walked over and placed her hand on his chest, "Yes, Bell, I can see their love for you; what kind of Goddess I would be to deny them that? I can't bear you children, Bell, but they can. I can think of no better joy than having your children running around at my feet and in my home." She leaned up and kissed him lightly on the lips. "Bell, I am an Olympian god; as long as you don't run around behind my back like that, Zeus, I welcome it. Besides, I know you held back on me last night." She added with a smirk. "But let me talk to Lily and Haru first. You decide on how you want to show them how you feel." She danced away from him when his hand went around her waist and started to move down. "I need food first, mister. What kind of beast have I awakened?" she giggled as she deliberately bounced away.

She didn't get far before she was caught in his arms, his hands grabbing at her breasts, his mouth on her neck; she could feel his erection nestled between her plump round backside. Bell was nearly floored when Hestia reached back and freed him from his pants; he ran his hands up her dress to find that she wasn't wearing any panties. Hestia bent over before him, exposing her naked bottom and dripping pussy. "Fuck me, Bell, Fuck me hard and fast," she said to him, looking back over her shoulder. Bell did just that; he was slightly disappointed when she cleaned herself up and put on some underwear. "Don't be like that, mister. I need to get food and have things to do, but tonight, I will be all yours again." She placed her finger under his chin. "Now cum along, my dearest child," she said as she sashayed out of the room. "Oh, Bell, we should probably wash the sheets," she giggled.

What beast did I awaken? He thought. He quickly stripped the bed and took it to the washroom to soak. The home was empty as they made their way to the kitchen and made themselves some food; it was nice, two people in love. Their hands brushed against each other, some giggles from his goddess when his hand grazed her butt. After they ate, stealing glances at each other like a couple of love-struck fools, Hestia gave him a brief kiss.

"Goddess, I mean Hestia," he said, his arms around her waist. Hestia smiled at him.

"You can still call me Goddess when it is about Familia business but Hestia when every else," she said. "I like hearing you say my name," she blushed.

"I would like to invite Ryu to join our Familia," he said after breathing. "She has helped us and me out so much, and after the deep floors, I…I think she could be a huge asset to us."

"This isn't just about your feelings for her?" Hestia said.

"No," he shook his head. "I am still unsure what those feelings are, but after learning about her, I know we couldn't ask for someone better to join us. The goliath, the war games…"

"I agree," Hestia said. "I think Ms. Ryu would be an amazing addition to our Familia; she could help train Lily and Welf, and her knowledge is invaluable. She has helped us often; I would love to welcome her."

"Thank you, Goddess," he said; he leaned down and kissed her cheek, "I love you, Hestia."

Hestia blushed, "I love you too, Bell." He smiled as he turned and left the house.

-Bell-

As he made his way toward the Hostess of Fertility, he thought of Ryu; he hadn't seen her since he was released. Well, he did once, but she fled from him. Every time he saw her, she fled. He wondered if this was how Ais felt.

Then he saw her walking with Syr. She froze and looked directly at him as soon as he turned the corner. He froze; he took a step forward, and she stepped back. "Ryu?" he called out; she stiffened, and her ears went red; she looked to Syr quickly, then took another step back.

"I am sorry, Mr. Cranel…maybe Syr can assist." She said, looking panicked yet blushing, staring at him, then his hands, then at Syr, back to blushing.

"I need to talk to you, Ms. Lion," he said. He saw her wince at that; mentally, he kicked himself. "Ryu, wait!" he took a step forward. She took a step back, he reached out his hand, and Ryu froze. Her hand twitched and started to move before she snatched it back to her chest and held it tight afraid it would betray her once again. Syr looked back and forth between the two; her eyes seemed to glow in delight. Ryu had paused at her name; she was trembling, her cheeks were blushing, her eyes danced between joy and sorrow; she looked to Syr, who tilted her head and smiled, holding a finger near her mouth.

"He is calling you Ryu," she teased.

" can help you," Ryu yelled, and she turned and ran.

I owe her a massive apology if this is how Ais felt. He thought NO, she is not getting away today.

Bell broke into a sprint after her; as he ran by Syr, he glanced at her, and she smiled, "Go get her, Bell!" Once he was past her, she squealed as the wind gust kicked up her skirt; she made sure he caught a glance of her red lace panties before she pushed her dress down. And she giggled when his eyes didn't immediately tear away. WELL, WELL, BELL, HOW BOLD HAVE YOU GOTTEN! She thought.

Ryu's heart was pounding. She wanted to hold his hand again, to feel his arms around her with nothing in between them. She was indeed a naughty elf; she even longed to experience a kiss from him. To sleep next to him, holding his hands, she had lost count of how many times she had awoken in the night reaching for him, calling his name. Her mind was aflame with thoughts of him, but then she would think of Syr, how much Syr meant to her, and how much she knew that Syr had her sights set on Bell. How could she think of taking it that way? Even after the initial shock and embarrassment of exposing herself fully to him after awakening in the hospital, now it was stranger in her dreams if she was wearing clothes. Unless it was where she was wearing elven silk, with a veil standing under the full moon as they pledged themselves to each other and laid together as man and wife. Even then, the clothes were not on for long. The mixture of shame and desire was causing her such trouble. If she saw him on the streets, then it was beyond that; he was there in the flesh. She couldn't stand it so that she would run like today. As her mind came back as she unthinkingly fled, she heard boots striking the pavement, chasing her. "No, No, Bell, Chase Syr," she muttered.

You could always let him catch you? The ghostly voice of her friend Alise teased her green eyes twinkling with mischief.

Then maybe he would drag you into an alley, press you against the wall, and make you his. Kaguya added, raising her fan to hide her smile. Or let him catch you on the roof; then he can ravage you there under the bright sun, exposing you for the world to see, you naughty elf.

"No, I can't," she said to the imagined voices of her friends. "Syr…"

Maybe she will share him with you! Alise added, her voice low and seductive.

"Share…Bell…me…her," Ryu's mind went into overdrive as the words Naughty Elf again flew from Kaguya.

OH, you slowed down! Alise said with a giggle.

Huh? Ryu said,

"RYU WAIT!" he was right on her heels; she quickly darted left down a different alley, leaped into the air, and jumped to the roof; as she landed, she heard him land next to her. She went to run, but he grabbed her hand. She tried to pull away, but he stopped her.

"Please, just let me talk to you; just give me a moment," he said as he let go of her hand. The sudden appearance of the warmth that spread through her hand and its sudden absence made her heartache. "Ryu, I miss you," he said quickly before she could run, which made her freeze, and her heart started pounding.

"I can't get you out of my mind after…" he paused. "After the deep levels, while the terror is still there, whenever I think of you, it goes away. When I think of you I feel safe, and after such a thing I want to be around you, I need it."

"But Bell…Syr…" Ryu began to protest.

"I understand, Ryu, I do. There is Syr, Lilly, Haruhime, Eina, Ais, and Hestia, but there is also you," she stared at him. "I have been ignoring everyone's feelings, putting them off, or being an idiot. Not acknowledging them is wrong. I need to be brave, not only in the dungeon but out of it. And I want it all; I want you, Ryu."

"You want me…but you want all the others?" Ryu said as Kaguya laughed wickedly behind her.

"Yes, but I don't want to lie; I don't want to be unfair," Bell said. "I will acknowledge their feelings and tell them mine."

"What if I tell you no?" Ryu said, though she doubted her heart could handle that.

"Then I won't chase you romantically, but I want you to join my Familia," he said.

"I don't even know if I can, Bell; I know the guild has removed the bounty, but I don't know if my fauna has been locked," Ryu looked around; she wanted to run, throw herself into his arms. He wanted her, but he would also have relationships with others. It wasn't unheard of; in some elven royal families, the king was known to have more than one wife.

"You have always been there Ryu, when I needed to learn how to level up?"

"Go on an adventure," she said.

"When Lily and I wanted to go deeper into the dungeon," he said.

"Get a third-party member."

"The Black Goliath, The Apollo War Game, The Deep Floors…I wouldn't be half the adventure if it weren't for you. Your ability and knowledge can be such a great boon to any Familia, but I want you with me by my side," Bell said as he held his hand out to her. "I want you by my side, Ryu Lion, not just in the dungeon but in life…will you join me?"

Ryu was silent; she felt the touch of Alise on her shoulder. Why did you choose to live? Why did you not cross over with us? It was for him, for what he gave back to you. You dream of him, Lion; you are not betraying Syr; he is also talking about her.

But…

But what? If Syr says no, that is her choice, as this is yours. He told you what he wants. What do you want?

I want Bell.

Then by the goddess take him.

Ryu stepped forward and took his hand, "I want to be with you as well, Bell."

He pulled her into his arms, their hearts pounding; Ryu looked up into his Ruby Red eyes. "Can I kiss you?" he asked; Ryu's ears went red, and she nearly fainted; not trusting her voice, she instead closed her eyes and tilted her head up to him.

Bell leaned down and captured her lips, and Ryu melted against him. Soft and tender, he pulled back as her eyes fluttered open. "I must talk to Mamma Mia, Syr, and Hestia."

He smiled and stepped back; he held out his hand, and shyly, she took his hand, interlacing their fingers as they headed off into a new chapter together.