Warning: This chapter is M-rated. If you're younger than 18 years old or not comfortable with soft smut content please skip to chapter 3. No worry, you will not miss any important part of the plot.

Chapter 2

Forbidden Descent

"Even the mightiest fortress has a weakness, Tiberias. Surrender, just for tonight, and know a pleasure no war, no oath, could ever offer you."

~ Leda Vanns

Never in his life Tiberias ever dreamt of doing such shameless act but there he was, naked without anything to cover his towering frame. In front of him was Leda -so small and fragile by comparison -humming softly and dragged him by his hand leading him to sit by the edge of the big bed. Like a mechanical doll, he stiffly sat down. Even after sitting down, his face was still above Leda's and he could see how she marveled on the view of his broad chest filled with battle scars and electronic ports. He heard her sighed in defeat before she raised one lovely hand to put on his chest, her digits gently teasing his nipple. He felt her breath too close to his skin and how strange it felt when her tongue tasted his other nipple.

"Leda –" She quickly put her hand on his mouth before he could protest further.

"Khael, you don't know how thrilled I currently am. I want to savor all of you." Said her menacingly.

She traced his skin with her wet tongue, sending shiver all over his body. The antidote has taken effect and it lighted a fire in his body, a fire he never knew existed. While he was struggling hard to keep the heat inside of him, Leda had moved lower from his chest, down to his abdomen and even going lower, to a part he had never paid attention to before. His penis had always been hanging down, an effect of Astartes Creation, where all his hormonal function directed only to the success of battles. But for the first time, he saw it stood up proud and high in deep vermilion color. It mesmerized Leda even more, she longingly stared at it in a kind of childish curiosity. Her fingers soon played with it, resulting in desperate noises from Tiberias. But she was merciless and she played harder, this time going down on him and actually brought her tongue to join, tasting the organ from the base to the tip. The smell of enhanced testosterone and chemical were intoxicating her. Tiberias held her face, trying to stop her from sullying her beautiful face even more. But when he reached out, she caught his fingers between her teeth and then slowly sucking them in.

"Tiberias, you are so big and taste so wonderful.." She cooed and put her attention back to the lengthy organ, her fingers rubbing it from the base while her tongue danced on the tip. All these stimulants drew him crazy and low growls left his mouth.

"Leda, please stop.." He pleaded weakly, knowing full well that the she-devil would not stop at all. Pleasure and lust filled his head and something in his groin. The feeling of her dainty fingers and her hot tongue on his length sent glorious ripple through his body and soon he climaxed. Quite fast for normal human, but he was not human, he was an Astartes who had never condoned on such fleshy activity. Leda knew this and she also knew that there were still many to come.

Tiberias saw his seed dripping on from her face and in embarrassment raised his hand and wiped it off. Leda wickedly caught his finger drenched in his own seed and suck it with her mouth.

"Now is your turn to please me, dear Khael." Ordered her and she brought that finger down to the opening of her own genital, something Tiberias has never seen in the entirety of his life. Now Leda was not a small lady by normal human standard, but when she stood side by side with Tiberias, the top of her head didn't even reach his chest, that's just how an Astartes was built. She sat comfortably on his huge lap and spread her thigh, putting each leg on top of his. One hand caressing his scars-filled thigh and one hand guiding his hand towards her genital. One digit of his finger already felt too big for her opening. She gasped when she felt it inside her. Inexperienced as he was, Tiberias feared that he might hurt her and nervously drew his finger back. Leda noted this and took his other hand to play with her breast.

"Play with this too, will you?" She hinted while she put his arm onto her breast, her nipple bright pink. Tiberias copied her technique and twiddling her nipple, while his other hand was under Leda's control exploring her wet opening. Leda soon moaned and arched her back, her eyes filled with tears of pleasure. When Tiberias saw her biting her lips, he couldn't help but become bolder and actually claim her lips to kiss, while his finger keeps assaulting her. Leda's cries getting louder and louder as she rocked her hip to match his fingers.

Tiberias was a bit in panic as he noticed Leda was panting hard and her movement turning more intense. Against his inexperience -perhaps by lucky pure instinct -he added another finger into her. The moment he did it, she jolted and moaned weakly, her body suddenly tense and her feet were straight, giving him the most beautiful sight his eyes ever seen.

While Leda was catching her breath laying down on him with glistening sweats shone like pearls, Tiberias just sat there unmoving, dumbfounded on the magical sight before him.

"By the Emperor -Leda you are beautiful.." The words escaped his mouth.

Leda chuckled when she heard this and gracefully turn her body to face him, her glorious breast pressed against his muscular belly. Many had praised her for being enchantingly beautiful, full with flowery words. But these simple words by the Astartes worth thousands of their words. She had received the awards, she had conquered this man, not just a man, an Astartes, not just an Astartes but a Black Templar, which was an embodiment of unbreakable faith itself. Yet there he was. Tiberias the Black Templar, naked underneath her, his genital already hard from watching her.

She chuckled again, enjoying her victory and pushing the man down onto his back. She crept toward his chest and then focusing on his face. She loved the taste of victory, but now was time to enjoy the spoil of war.

And she kissed him, her tongue explored every part of his mouth, while her calves playing with his length down under. Soft growls were heard from his throat as Leda had full control of his mouth. After a time that felt like century, she drew back and let him catching his breath. She could actually hear his heartbeat, both of them, racing to control his body function, struggling to keep him from collapsing while there was a surge of need to be sated from the inside. As if understanding the plea of those two hearts, Leda finally gracefully whispered into his hear,

"Now Khael, please give me what I want."

Tiberias' size was intimidating, but Leda refused to allow herself being intimidated. She rolled to the side and landed with her back on the bed where she took a silk pillow and put it underneath her hip. Soon she spread her legs, showing him where to focus. Her face was a mix of challenge and anticipation.

Tiberias' common sense had long gone by then. Now he only wanted one thing; burying himself deep into her. He crouched above her small body, his arms and legs caging her underneath him. But looking at her opening and his size, Tiberias was hesitating. He wouldn't want to hurt her. Leda was anticipating this and ordered him in a firm tone,

"Claim me, Tiberias!" much like a commander of war. A warrior followed orders and Tiberias was a good warrior, so he followed order.

Tiberias charged into Leda and they finally crossed the line.

He didn't remember much what happened after that, just surges of pleasure one on top of another. Her moans echoed in the room and filling his ears. He remembered her face though, filled in pain and pleasure, he remembered he had wiped some tears falling down her glistening eyes, her face looked so small beside his hand. He finished fast but he recharged soon, sending her to the top several times, clawing onto his chest in the process.

He remembered it felt heavenly when he was deep inside of her. He never imagined that doing sin could be so beautiful and memorable.