Hello good people, we're back with the next chapter. I unfortunately didn't hear from anyone about potential artwork for Achilles, so I'll try one more time in the hope that someone is interested. If you are, hit me up in a Private Message as I would love to finally have him brought to life.
With that, it's time for us to delve back into the story and see where it takes us.
I do not own Danmachi
Mania was positively beaming as she walked down the hall, and why wouldn't she be? On one arm was her son, newly returned to her after nearly sixteen years of separation. On the other arm was her newly discovered and absolutely adorable grandson.
I can't believe this level of happiness is possible, she thought.
Evidently, her tail wasn't aware either as it continuously switched from one man to another, snuggling around their wastes before suddenly thinking that the other of her beloved boys needed affection and switching.
Bell and Achilles shared looks every time her tail switched and barely kept themselves from laughing each time it occurred.
"Here we are!" she cried excitedly as they reached a large pair of double-doors.
The goddess tried to take a step forward to let everyone in when she realized that, with her arms wrapped up as they were, she could not do so. This suddenly led to a feeling of heartbreak as she realized that she would have to let go of one of the arms.
But if I do that, whoever I let go of will feel hurt, like I don't love them as much, she looked at Achilles. I've finally been reunited with him after all these years, I can't let him go now! she shifted to Bell. But I haven't been able to give him love and affection at all and so need to give him as much as I can as quickly as possible to make up for it!
A sudden tap on her shoulder caused her head to spin around.
"I've got it, Mania-sama," Rei said, smiling knowingly at her.
A look of extreme gratitude filled her face as Rei went over to the door and opened it, allowing the goddess to snuggle up to her boys even more.
To her surprise, instead of an empty room, she found it filled to the brim with people, all smiling eagerly.
"Looks like he really did arrive," a young dog woman said to Mania.
"Geneve. Everyone. I didn't expect you all to be here already," Mania said as she and everyone walked in.
"Well, when you found out that Achilles-sama was here and stormed off, I figured I should gather everyone for introductions," Geneve replied.
Mania's smile grew.
"That was very thoughtful of you. Well everyone, come in, come in. Please, make yourself comfortable," the goddess said, ushering everyone in, even as she refused to part with Achilles and Bell.
Everyone did so and a few noted that it was a good thing that the room was so large, given the number of people it now held.
Mania brought Achilles and Bell over to the large couch at the center of the room and sat down, smiling like a madwoman and earning a few chuckles.
"It might be easier to do introductions if you let them go, Mania-sama," Geneve suggested.
Mania pouted.
"I don't see how," she responded.
"Mom."
Her heart skipped a beat as she turned to see her boy smiling down at her.
"It's okay. We're not going anywhere," he promised, adding a kiss to her forehead to further cement this.
Her smile returned in even greater force and she nodded before kissing his cheek, then turning to do the same with Bell, who grew a bit of red on his cheeks, but otherwise simply smiled.
"Alright," Mania said after finally pulling her arms away. "This lovely young lady is Geneve Dedoldia, aka 'the Spell Sword'. She is a level three and the Vice-Captain of my familia."
"A pleasure to meet you all," the vice-captain replied, bowing.
"Next up is our third in command and smith, Kaios Draxx," Mania continued, pointing to a young looking man with red hair. However, what really caught everyone's attention was the pair of fox ears and fox tail wagging behind him.
"Are you a renard?" Bell asked.
Kaios smiled and nodded.
"I am, and I see I'm not the only one," he said, turning to Haruhime, who blushed at being the center of attention. However, she was clearly happy about seeing another of her kin if her tail was any indication, and she managed a shy wave his way.
Mania smiled at the young woman before continuing.
"His alias is 'the Mad Fox', but I assure you he's a wonderful young man."
"Though you ladies should be careful," Rei stated, smiling. "He's also our resident lady-killer."
"Rei," Kaios whined.
"Lady-killer?" a few people asked.
"Kaios here tends to accidentally seduce women around him. Something about him being 'just too adorable'. He's also quite the taste for older women," Rei explained.
"Rei!" the renard cried.
The Mania familia laughed.
So they have their own little heartbreaker too, do they? Achilles asked himself as he turned his eyes towards a smiling Bell who blissfully aware of the comparison being made.
"Alright, Rei, you've teased him enough, he looks like blood is about to come out of his ears," Mania said, earning a few more chuckles as Kaios hid his face. "Next is Ivanna Demetri, alias, 'the Bronze Lioness'," the goddess continued gesturing towards a cat woman, who stepped forward and bowed, an easy smile playing across her lips.
"A pleasure to make all of your acquaintances," Ivanna said.
Everyone returned the greeting before Mania moved on.
"And this is Krysta, 'the Gunslinger', our resident werewolf."
A young woman with fluffy wolf ears and swishing tail stepped forward and bowed.
"It's great to meet you all," she said.
"Gunslinger?" Achilles asked.
"Yeah," Krysta said as she pulled out two items that most had not seen before. "These are a new type of weapon that are starting to get popular in Athens. The shoot projectiles at speeds faster than most can see. In my case, I use ice rounds that freeze the areas they hit."
"Mind if I see?" the former captain asked.
The werewolf nodded and handed them to him and he inspected.
"Very interesting. I've been hearing about these for a couple of years, but I didn't know they were so intricate or in major use," he said before handing them back.
"To be fair, mine are quite special and there's still a long way to go with them, but they're a great tool and I think will be a real game changer for a lot of people, especially us supporters."
"Maybe Haruhime and Lili should get some too, if possible," Bell suggested.
"I'd be happier to bring them to my smith if they want," Krysta offered.
"Lili sees no harm in that," the prum said.
"I would be happy to accompany you as well," Haruhime said with a smile.
"I'm glad to see that everyone is already getting along," Mania said with a smile of her own. "That completes the actual adventurers within my familia, but we have a few non-combat members as well. Let's start with Norman."
A prum stepped forward and bowed.
"This is Norman Gastov. He's our treasurer and an absolute miracle worker when it comes to finances," the goddess gushed.
"You flatter me, Mania-sama. I'm just doing what I can to help," Norman said, smiling.
"Well, your help is invaluable, so no need to be so modest. Now, next is Mavis Tenda."
Attention turned to a young Light Elf who, like those before her, bowed and smiled at everyone.
"She's still too young to be an adventurer, but she's a very smart girl and has outsmarted all of us in every game we play. Chess, shogi, poker, you name it, she always wins."
"Then I'll have to introduce you to my captain, Finn Deimne, sometime. It would be interesting to see who would win," Riveria said, smiling at the girl.
"I would be honored. Finn Deimne is legendary for his tactical genius. A game with him would really stretch my mental muscles," the elven girl responded with a barely controlled eagerness.
"That would be fun to see," Mania agreed. "But now it's time to introduce the cutest little addition to our family."
Getting up, Mania strode over and scooped up an adorable little girl who began to giggle uncontrollably as she wrapped her arms around Mania's neck.
"This is Rue Bee. She's a were-deer and the Mania familia's source of the purest cuteness in the world," the goddess went on.
About half the room began to coo and 'aw' with a few of the ladies going up to meet the young girl who seemed to eat up the attention.
After a few minutes of soaking in her cuteness, Mania brought the little girl over to where Bell and Achilles were and she focused on the larger of the two.
"Are you big brother Achilles?" she asked.
Cue a few more rounds of 'aw' and Achilles's eyes softening.
"I am," answered.
Her eyes lit up and she pulled her arms away and pointed them to Achilles who, not a second later, had taken her in his arms and had her arms wrapped around his neck.
As the ladies in the room began to coo again, Riveria watched Achilles with the young were-deer with both a deep affection and burning desire.
Well, my maternal instinct just activated...hard.
"It appears that Clara, our cook, isn't here right now. No doubt preparing something delicious for all of us, meaning we have only Frandine left."
Eyes turned to a small, black cat-person as she strode forward. Unlike the others, she wasn't smiling and had quite the serious look in her eyes as she focused on Achilles.
Suddenly, she bowed, practically bending herself in half as she did so.
"It is an honor to meet you, Achilles Caesar. I have wished for this day since before I can remember and can't believe that, after all this time, it's actually here."
Achilles, curious, turned to Mania, who began to explain.
"Frandine is a great fan of both you and Briseis and holds both of you in extremely high regard."
A touch of sadness entered Achilles's eyes, which was not missed by anyone, including Rue Bee who pulled away to look at him with curious and concerned eyes.
Seeing her, he smiled again, which prompted the were-deer's smile to make a quick return, before turning back to Frandine.
"I'm sure Briseis would be overjoyed to meet a fan of hers. She always appreciated the support and would have, undoubtedly, befriended you immediately. While I can't say I'm as cheerful as she was, I can say that it is an honor to meet you as well, Frandine-san, and I hope I don't disappoint your expectations."
Frandine, now wide-eyed, slowly stood up straight before shaking her head vigorously.
"No! No of course not! If anything, you are even greater than I imagined. Your strength and power are legendary, as are your deeds, but I did not expect you to be so warm or humble. Truly, if anything, you are exceeding my expectations. Far exceeding!"
He laughed.
"Well, that's good to hear," he said.
With the Mania familia's introductions complete, it was now time for everyone else's.
"Why don't you start, honey?" Mania suggested to Achilles.
He nodded.
"Well, as you are all aware, I'm Achilles Caesar, former captain of the Zeus familia and Mom's, I mean Mania's, son."
"Which makes you big brother, Achilles," Rue Bee said.
Achilles laughed and nodded.
"That it does."
"Well, I think I speak for all of us when I say that it is a pleasure to meet you, Achilles-sama," Geneve said, getting agreement from her familia. "However, if I may ask, who is this young man? Mania-sama seemed just as happy to have him by her side as you."
All eyes naturally turned to Bell who fidgeted a bit at suddenly being the center of attention.
Mania, in her joy and excitement, decided she would be the best person to answer this.
"This is Bell, Achilles's son and my grandson!"
Stunned silence met her declaration and a few of the surrounding adventurers couldn't help but laugh or chuckle.
"Your Achilles-sama's son?" Geneve asked, clearly confused. Bell, embarrassed, but happy, nodded. "Then…you're also the son of the goddess Freya?"
"No, that bitch in heat doesn't get to claim Bell," Mania said, a malevolent growl being heard in the background after her statement. "According to Achilles, Bell adopted him just like I did!"
"Really?" Geneve asked, getting nods from the two men. "I guess it runs in the family."
"I guess it does," Achilles agreed, smiling. "However, that does actually bring up something that I've been wanting to tell you, Mom."
"What is it?" Mania asked, feeling a great deal better after being told the situation.
"Well, I know Ottar and the others aren't going to like this bit," he turned and glared at them, warning them to keep silent. "But," he turned back to his mother and smiled. "I am no longer in love with Freya.
Sure enough, as Mania's eyes widened, Ottar growled and Gumi looked ready to kill, but managed to retrain herself, for now at least. Not that Achilles or anyone outside their familia cared. In fact, not too far away, a certain lovely High Elf was beginning to tingle in anticipation.
"You're...not in love with her anymore?" Mania asked in disbelief.
He nodded.
"And…" the goddess began to fidget. "The way you said that and the way you're smiling...it seems to suggest that someone else may have earned your heart in her place. Is...is that true, Achilles?"
His smile grew and he turned.
All eyes turned, none wider than Mania's however, and Riveria stepped forward and made her way over to Achilles.
He held out his hand and she took it before receiving a kiss on back of it then a kiss on her cheek.
"Yes," he finally answered, looking back at his mother. "Yes, someone else has earned it."
"It is wonderful to see you again, Mania-sama," Riveria greeted with a bow. "I hope I can earn your approval."
"I knew it."
The couple's eyes widened a tad at her response.
"You knew?" Achilles asked.
"It was obvious for a mother's eyes. The warmth her eyes suddenly gained when she looked at you. The softer way she spoke. The gentle touches. It was clear as day," Mania replied.
Both blushed at this.
"Now I feel like even more of a blind fool," Achilles said.
"And I like even more of an inactive one," Riveria added.
"Neither of you are either of those things," Mania said, smiling at both of them. "And as for my approval, Riveria, you already have it."
The goddess punctuated this by kissing both of the elf's cheeks.
"I know you will treat him right. Welcome to the family," she finished, her eyes filled with happy tears.
A weight that Riveria didn't know she was carrying was lifted and soon she too began to cry then pulled Mania into a hug.
Bell watched the scene unfold with a joy that seemed to soar higher and higher with each passing moment.
Family. We're all family now.
His joy was abruptly halted as he felt a wave of killer intent and rage off to the side.
Turning, he found the Freya familia glaring pure malice at the couple, even grabbing their weapons and looking ready to attack.
Instantly, his own rage burst forth and his eyes turned to slits.
He turned, just enough to be facing them and to be facing away from Mania, Achilles, and Riveria.
The moment caught the attention of the Freya familia who turned their malice his way, only to freeze when they were met with the eyes, not of Bell Cranel, but of the White Dragon.
He met each of their eyes, finding their anger mixing with fear at his own terrible wrath, before he silently stated something to them.
Try interrupting. I. Fucking. Dare. You.
He punctuated this by grabbing the Hestia knife in one hand and showing his claws with the others.
The Freya familia, in fear of him and knowing they could not harm him, backed down, Ottar being the first to acknowledge there was nothing he could do, and the girl, Gumi, being the last.
His enemies subdued, Bell lifted his chin in triumph, before closing his eyes, taking a deep breath, and turning back around so he could smile at the scene.
His luck was still working full-time evidently, as not a moment later, Achilles turned and gestured for him to come over, which he naturally did.
"I'm not the only one who's found someone either," he told his mother.
"Really?" Mania asked excitedly as she turned to Bell. "Is there someone who has earned your heart as well?"
His ten million valis smile returned and he nodded before turning like Achilles had and finding his own beloved.
"Aiz."
Smiling, the young woman quickly made her way over to his side, and just like Riveria, immediately took his hand and received a kiss on the cheek.
"This is Aiz Wallenstein," Bell introduced.
"It is very nice to meet you, Mania-sama," she said with a bow.
"Oh my goodness! Aren't you lovely?!" the goddess gushed, earning a blush from the Sword Princess. "I simply must hear how all four of you found each other."
Achilles laughed.
"I'm sure we're all happy to tell you, but why don't we finish introductions first?" he suggested.
Mania, remembering that others were around, immediately began apologizing to them, but soon enough things were rolling once again as the introductions continued, before the stories began.
Hours had passed and the stories had flowed, Mania and her familia eating them up with rabid abandon until finally a particular story was completed.
"Apollo tried to take you by force?" Mania asked, her voice malicious and her eyes even darker than they had been when she slapped Athena.
"Yeah. He fricking destroyed my and Bell-kun's home, saying he 'couldn't resist' because of how 'cute', Bell-kun was!" Hestia declared.
Frowns were shared all around, but the anger in the room was centered about Mania.
"I'm going to curse his manhood to fall off," she swore lowly.
"That's only after I get him and Dragonsbane intimately acquainted," Achilles growled. "But first I have to find the pervert."
"Well you won't have to look for much longer. He's in Athens."
The room fell silent.
"A-Apollo's in Athens?" Cassandra asked, her voice shaking terribly.
Bell's sad eyes turned to her as he knew how she was feeling. Luckily, the others noticed too, and soon his familia was around her giving her comfort.
"Unfortunately, yes," Mania said in extreme displeasure. "He arrived a few months ago, saying he had been cruelly challenged by some powerful and underhanded familia and they had destroyed his familia and banished him."
"Lying sack of shit," Achilles said, as electricity danced over his fingers.
"It's not like that wretched pervert would admit he had been defeated by a brand new familia he had stupidly challenged and had all the usual advantages over. But he's here, allied or more accurately, subservient to Athena, and trying to regrow his familia. Athena keeps him on a leash, but I've had to give him warnings on more than a couple of occasions," the goddess explained.
"I'll be happy to give him more than a few warnings," the ex-captain stated.
Mania smiled at him and placed a hand on his chest.
"We'll go have a nice little chat with him-."
She suddenly stopped and looked down.
"Mom? What's wrong?" Achilles asked.
"I...didn't notice it before, but," she looked up at him, her eyes filled with alarm. "Why do I feel a powerful curse on your chest, Achilles?"
He tensed and turned away.
"It's nothing. Just an old wound," he tried to dodge.
"Show me," she said.
"Mom."
"Achilles," she said with more force. "Show me."
He didn't want to do that. He hated the very idea of it, knowing how much it would make her worry. But she was his mother and she was giving him an order. So, he sighed.
"Someone cover Rue Bee's eyes please," he said as he stood up.
Aiz did as requested, having been holding the child as she and Bell had been playing with her.
"I would suggest the rest of you turn away, this isn't pleasant," Achilles continued.
The Mania familia shared looks, but did not turn away, causing him to sigh again.
"Then, I can only apologize."
Achilles lifted his shirt, a host of gasps going up the moment he did so.
"My...my baby boy," Mania said as she stared at his scar.
Can it even be called that? A scar is healed and strengthened flesh. This…
She reached out and touched it, a wave of malevolence filling her heart and mind the moment she did so.
"That...beast, did this to you, didn't it?" she growled as she looked up her son.
He nodded.
"It was actually worse initially. It was at least partially healed by Aria Waldstein."
"Aria?" Mania asked, her anger replaced by shock.
He nodded again.
"It appears the Dragon had been holding her all those years. For what purpose, I don't know. But she managed to heal me to this point. However, nothing since then has helped in the least. I figured it was cursed, but you just confirmed it."
"Indeed, it is cursed," she said, refocusing on the wound. "This is the most powerful curse I've ever come across. It's like malevolence made flesh."
"That's not surprising to me in the least, but I've learned to live with it."
"You shouldn't have to live with it," she stated. "And I am not just going to stand here doing nothing while my baby boy needs me," she finished as she began rolling up her sleeves.
"Mom."
"No. Don't even try, Achilles. This is a mother's duty."
Unable to do anything else, he fell silent.
"What is she doing?" Lili asked.
"Mania-sama is the goddess of curses and hexes, amongst other things," Rei explained. "If there's anyone who can break through that curse, it's her."
"But, wouldn't that require her to use her Arcanum?" Lefiya asked.
"Indeed it would," Geneve confirmed.
"But I thought deities were forbidden from using their Arcanum except in special cases," Mikoto said.
"What are they going to do? Banish me again?" Mania called.
A host of confused looks filled with room.
"Mania was banished eons ago from Heaven. Long before we began to descend and make familias," Hestia explained, a grim look on her face.
"And to this day, I don't know why," Achilles said, his voice filled with clear annoyance as he looked down at his mother.
"And I plan to keep it that way," she replied immediately, shooting a look to Hestia, who silently confirmed she would not speak on the matter. That confirmation given, the goddess of curses refocused on her task.
"Now," she held out her hands.
A moment later, the room was filled with divine light as Mania activated her Arcanum.
Everyone was simultaneously wary and amazed at the display of heavenly power and simply watched as that power reached out towards Achilles wound.
When her divine power was less than an inch away from Achilles skin, dark, evil energy suddenly burst out to meet it, causing him to hiss in pain and Mania to jump. However, seeing his pain and growing enraged by it, Mania redoubled her efforts and pushed back against the curse.
She gave it everything she had, combating the curse in order to repair the damage, but even for the goddess of curses, she found her power wavering.
It really is the Dragon of Armageddon, she thought as sweat dripped down her skin and her body began to shake.
Finally, the curse, as if a cornered animal, lashed out again and Mania, in her weakened state, could no longer fight it and fell back, exhausted and defeated.
"Mom!" her boy cried as he dropped to his knees and took her into his arms.
"Damned...beast…" she said, her voice ragged. "I'm sorry...Achilles."
"No, don't you dare apologize," he said. "I could have lived with it even if you had done nothing, but I can already tell that you help immensely."
"Did I?"
She looked down at his scar. While it was still an unpleasant sight, it was far better. The spots that had shown the muscle normally hidden by skin, had finally been patched. The more discolored and quite frankly, dead looking locations now appeared healthier, even if one would still not call them a healthy complexion. Whatever the remaining imperfections, it was, in every way, a vast improvement.
"I'm glad," she said, smiling.
"Good, because I'm not letting you try that again," Achilles stated with absolute conviction.
"You would disobey your mother?" she asked.
"Consider this a long overdue rebellious phase."
She laughed and smiled up at her boy.
"I'm so happy to have you back," she said, reaching up to cup his cheek.
He smiled and held her hand.
"I'm glad to be back."
After the excitement and exhaustion of dealing with Achilles's curse, it was decided everyone should head to their rooms and relax, especially given that they began their fight against Rakia the next day.
Mania was on her way to her own room to get some much needed rest when she heard a very familiar voice.
"Mom," Achilles called.
Mania turned to her boy and saw him waving for her to follow him.
Curious, she quickly followed after him.
The two walked for a little while until they were far enough down the hall so that no one was within sight or earshot.
"Yes? What is it?" she asked, though after a moment her expression turned to one of worry. "Are you alright? Your wound isn't acting up is it?"
"No," he said, giving her a smile to reassure you. "It truly feels much better, thank you."
"Good," she said with relief. "Then how can I help you, Sweetheart?"
"I actually need your help with something. You see," he paused to make sure no one was in the hall. "I made a bit of promise to Riveria."
"A promise?"
He nodded, but soon fell silent as his eyes began to dart around and his cheeks grew red. Finally, knowing that he had to proceed, he took a deep breath.
"Given how long Riveria's had feelings for me," he continued, feeling no small degree of embarrassment and regret for a moment. "We both want to make up for lost time. Since, as you apparently know, it's been decades though, there's a lot to make up, and both of us are getting...well," he took another deep breath. "To put it bluntly...impatient."
Mania processed his words for a few moments, recognizing there was something in them that wasn't being specifically stated. Luckily, Mania was no fool and very quickly realized what he was actually saying. When she did, her eyes lit up.
"Achilles...are you saying you're ready to give yourself to another?"
Though his cheeks were red, he nodded.
"I've always planned to wait until I was wed, being old-fashioned and all, but given all that's happened, all the time wasted, and how much I love her, I don't want to wait any more. I want to be hers. Entirely. So yes...I'm ready."
Mania smiled up at him and, with tears in her eyes, she reached up and cupped his cheek.
"My boy is ready to become a man."
He smiled at her for a few moments before continuing.
"Now, normally this is not something any son is inclined to talk to his mother about." She laughed, but let him continue. "However, I was hoping to ask for your help. I want the moment we join to be perfect, which includes the lead up. A nice dinner won't cut it. I need everything to be perfect to make up for the time I've kept her waiting."
"I understand you perfectly, Sweetheart, and don't you worry, I'll help you. In fact, it just so happens my familia runs a restaurant and we make some very good food, if I do say so myself. We also have private booths just for couples, and giving you one is well within my ability."
He smiled at her before pulling her into a hug.
"Thank you, Mom. Thank you so much. I promise, no matter what happens I will never...ever...leave you again."
She returned the hug as her smile grew and her heart warmed until it burst into an inferno of love.
"I'm happy to help and happier than I thought I could ever be now that you're back," she pulled back and cupped his cheek again. "And don't you dare feel guilty about what happened like I know you will. I will not accept any guilt from you, you hear me young man?"
Part of him wanted to fight back. To confess his sins and weakness and beg her forgiveness, but he knew that voice. Her serious, 'you will obey me' voice. As such, he could not deny her. However, he did have enough strength to make a demand of his own.
"Only if you vow not to believe for even a second that I fled because you were a bad mother."
Though a bit surprised at having her 'you will obey me' voice subverted to a degree, Mania was soon smiling and nodding.
"I can accept that."
"Then I'll accept your orders as well," he responded.
With their guilts now resolved and turned to dust, the two were able to stand a bit taller and smile a bit brighter.
"Good, then I need to go talk to Rei about your very important dinner reservations tonight," Mania said, smiling brightly at her boy.
Achilles made his way into his room, finding Riveria already there and sitting on the bed.
"I was wondering when you'd get here," she said, smiling at him.
"Sorry to keep you waiting, I just had to talk about Mom about something," he replied, smiling back.
"Your scar isn't hurting is it?" she asked, all but jumping off the bed as she hurriedly made her way over to check on him.
He laughed lightly and shook his head.
"She asked the same thing, but no, it's fine. Better than ever, actually."
"Good. Then what did you need to talk about?"
"I asked her for her help in making tonight perfect."
Riveria's brow scrunched.
"Perfect?"
"Mhm," he replied, wrapping her in his arms. "I won't accept anything else for the night where I give myself to you."
Her eyes widened before lowering back down as desire filled her entire being.
"I see. Well, I'm glad you haven't forgotten your promise in all the excitement," she said, her voice dripping with years of pent up affection, love, and lust.
"How could I?" he asked, his voice low and rugged, which made her spine tingle. "When I have such a beautiful," he began leaning down. "And erotic woman waiting on me?"
"Mm. Keep talking like that and we'll ruin whatever plans Mama Mania is no doubt working so hard on for us."
"Oh we wouldn't want that," Achilles whispered, his lips a mere inch away from hers. "But that doesn't mean we can't have a little appetizer beforehand."
Riveria's desire roared at that, and she growled before grabbing the back of his head and forcing him down to kiss her.
The kiss was hard, hot, and combative, both partners trying to show the other how much they couldn't wait for tonight by conquering the other. Neither however could gain victory and finally the both decided a draw was acceptable and retreated.
Taking a moment to catch her breath, Riveria spoke again.
"An appetizer huh?" her burning eyes stared into his. "Well, I do know how good of an eater you are."
Welf was putting his things away when he heard a knock at his door and turned.
"Bell. What's up?" he asked his captain and younger brother.
"I just wanted to check to see if you were okay, I mean...given all that happened with the High Elves," Bell said, a tad nervously.
"Well, I won't say I'm happy that someone tried to kill me," Welf replied honestly as he sat on his bed. "But I understand their anger. My family profited off their suffering for so long. I may not have been a part of it, but it's sometimes hard to see that through all the anger."
"But they shouldn't have attacked you," Bell stated firmly, his own anger coming to the forefront.
To his surprise, Welf laughed.
"You're right. That's why I'm glad you and Achilles jumped in to save me."
Bell blushed.
"I just went after the attacker."
"And scared the living daylights out of her and all those other High Elves," Welf said as he got up.
He went up to Bell and smiled down at him before ruffling his little brother's hair.
"I'm fine, Bell. I promise. But if you want to do something for me, please stop taking all the responsibility onto your shoulders. You may be our captain, but you're still the youngest of all of us, and we are all more than capable of taking some of the burden."
"I just want to protect you all," Bell said quietly.
"And we want to protect you too. So let us. Let us protect and help you like you protect and help us," Welf replied.
Bell was quiet for a moment, but only a moment, before he looked up into Welf's eyes, smiled and nodded.
"Alright. I'll be in your hands."
"Atta boy," the smith pulled the white rabbit into a hug. "Now go finish unpacking and keep reminding yourself that you don't need to take everything onto your shoulders. I know you well enough to know the moment something bad happens you're going try and take all the hardships back."
Bell scratched his cheek.
"I'll remember. I promise."
"Good, you are good about keeping your promises."
The two brothers in all but blood parted and Bell left the room, intent on heading back to his own. However, he stopped when he saw Dido and Imilce in the hall.
"Oh, hello Bell-san," Imilce said with her usual nervousness.
Bell however, was focused entirely on Dido and her cold eyes that stared down upon him with clear hostile intent.
The Hera captain turned and meant to depart, but Bell decided it was time for confrontation.
"Dido. Imilce-san."
The two stopped, the latter began to fidget even more nervously as she turned to Bell, while the other glared even more furiously.
"What is it?" Dido demanded.
"I wanted to ask you why you hold such animosity towards me," Bell replied.
"Big word for someone so young," Dido spat back.
He frowned, but did not otherwise respond to the jab.
"Why do you hate me?" he asked, his voice holding real force this time. He wanted an answer and he meant to get it.
"W-We don't-." Imilce tried.
"Because you are dangerous," Dido interrupted, her voice just as firm and thrice as hostile.
"At least you answered," Bell said. "But the same could be said of you, Dido, and of Imilce-san as well, and that's not even mentioning Aiz, Ottar, or my father."
"He is not your father."
Bell growled, causing Imilce to jump and back away and Dido to reach for her one-handed axe.
"Yes. He. Is," he told her, his voice daring her to repeat herself. "And no one, not you, not Imilce-san, not anyone is going to take him from me. Now, given that fact," the force he put behind that word would have made a charging minotaur stop in its tracks. "Why would I be anymore dangerous than him, Ottar, or anyone else?"
"Because of what you are."
Imilce turned to Dido in alarm, her eyes screaming at her 'what are you doing?!'. Yet Dido ignored her and focused entirely on Bell.
"And what am I?" he asked.
This time, Dido did not respond immediately. It was clear to both Imilce and Bell that she was thinking on whether or not to tell him something, though only the former knew what.
"Dido...don't," she pleaded.
The Hera captain finally turned to her and after staring into the pleading eyes of her familia member, she sighed.
"That is for us to know. There is no reason to tell you and plenty of reasons not to."
Imilce's shoulders sagged in relief and her heart began to return to normal. Bell was not so relieved.
"That's perhaps the biggest pile of bullshit I've ever heard," he stated.
Dido sneered at him, but said no more.
"But I suppose it doesn't really matter in the end. You're allowed to dislike who you want, even hate who you want, but I will make something clear," he approached them, causing Imilce to jump back again and Dido to pull out her axe and hold it out in front of her. Bell didn't even seem fazed as he continued to stare directly at the other captain. "Your fight with me, stays between us. You will not drag anyone else into it. Not my father. Not my familia. Not my goddess. Not Aiz. No one. If you do," he suddenly grabbed the blade of the axe.
Dido and Imilce blinked and the Hera captain tried to pull the blade back, but found she couldn't. She then tried pushing it into his palm to cut it and force him to let go. However, this too did not work as, though she saw blood began to drip down his arm, he refused to let go. In fact, his grip tightened and, to her shock, the axe began to bend and break under the force of his grip.
"You and I will have serious problems," he warned, his now slitted eyes glaring up at her as his now clawed hands upped the pressure on her weapon.
Finally, the axe could take no more, and shattered under his palm, causing both Dido and Imilce to jump back.
The two stared at the broken weapon for a moment or two, before shooting their gazes back up towards the now departing Bell.
"Oh," he suddenly stopped and turned, his smiling face greeting their shocked expressions. "Don't let her push you around, Imilce-san. I'd really like us to be friends."
With his final piece said, he departed, leaving the ladies of the Hera familia behind to regain their senses.
Mania led the two lovebirds down the streets with unrestrained glee.
Said lovers shared a look and chuckled, glad that their relationship was so clearly approved of.
"And here we are! The Warm Respite!"
The two looked at the location and were impressed with what they saw.
Like the Hostess of Fertility it was multiple stories, but unlike the Hostess this structure was made of white stone and looked, in many ways, like a temple. However, despite the stone, it still radiated a warmth that made both of them smile.
"It's lovely," Riveria said.
"Very," Achilles agreed.
"I'm glad you both think so, we're all very proud of it. Now c'mon, you can't start your special night until you get inside," Mania said before heading inside.
The two blushed lightly, but chuckled and followed after her.
They entered, finding that the restaurant was already filled with customers, all of whom seemed to be enjoying themselves. Their attention was quickly turned away from the patrons as Rei, smiling brightly, approached them.
"Welcome to The Warm Respite. If you'll both follow me, your booth is all ready for you."
The two gave each other one final smile and followed after the young man.
They all made their way through the restaurant, occasionally catching glances sent their way, likely due to Riveria still having her staff and Achilles his sword, but otherwise they were treated like any other patron.
They made their way up into the back of the restaurant, immediately finding it much quieter and darker than the rest of the restaurant, but not in an unfriendly or creepy way. Instead, it created an air of intimacy, softly encouraging the many obvious couples they passed to snuggle in close together. This, in turn, encouraged the human, elf pair to inch closer to each other and take their partners hand, feeling the lovely tingle of electricity pass between them with the contact.
"And here you are," Rei said smiling. "This is our most secluded booth, offering both the most privacy and the most comfort. We save it for only our most special of guests."
Achilles, smiling softly, turned to Mania and leant down to kiss her cheek.
"Thank you," he said, pouring every bit of gratitude he had into his voice.
She smiled back just as softly and cupped his cheek.
"I'm just so happy for you, Sweetheart. Enjoy tonight to its absolutely fullest. You've earned it."
She finished by kissing his cheek then turned to Riveria and smiled at the elf.
"Take care of him for me."
"I will. I promise."
Satisfied, she nodded to Rei, gave one final look to the couple, then departed, her feet light with the joy that was lifting her heart.
The two sat down, naturally ensuring they were as close as possible while remaining comfortable, before Rei spoke again.
"Here are your menus. I'll be back in a short while to take your orders."
They both thanked him and he departed after a bow.
"I'm not sure how I'm going to be able to repay her for this," Achilles said.
Riveria responded by reaching out her hand and taking it hers.
"I'm sure she'd say that you just being here was payment enough. So just enjoy it, Achilles. No more worries. No more fear. Just be happy."
He smiled at her before pulling her hand up to kiss it.
"Alright."
Things were quiet for a moment as the two simply enjoyed their moment together and looked over their menus. Finally, after they knew what they wanted, he spoke again.
"So are you ready for tomorrow?"
"Do you mean Rakia or my family?" she inquired.
"I was thinking Rakia, but I suppose both work for my question."
"I won't pretend that either are things I'm looking forward to, but I am confident we shall all handle Rakia well enough and as for my family," she stared into his eyes, her own burning brightly. "I am not giving you up."
He smiled, then leaned over to kiss her, and she was all too happy to return the affection.
"I know you've said it before, but I do like to hear it."
"Then I'll say it as many times as you'd like," she replied, her voice so sultry that it sent a tingle up his spine.
A few moments later, Rei returned, still beaming and eager.
"So are you guys ready to order?"
"I believe we are," Achilles said, turning to Riveria to signal for her to go first.
"I'll have the Elven Delight," she ordered.
"Wonderful choice and very popular with our elven customers, as the name suggests. I promise you won't find fresher vegetables or fruit anywhere outside a farm," Rei stated confidently.
She chuckled.
"Then I'm sure I'll love it."
"And for you, Achilles-sama?" Rei asked.
"Achilles is fine, Rei. But for me I'll take bacon wrapped filet mignon."
"Ah, one of our finest dishes. A very good choice as well. And what would you two like to drink?"
"I'll take the Light Elf white wine," Riveria said.
"And I'll take the Adventurer's brandy."
"Excellent. I shall be back with your drinks momentarily."
With their server now gone, Riveria turned to Achilles.
"That's some hard liquor," she noted.
"Well I have to make sure I'm not nervous for tonight. I did promise to make it one to remember," he replied, smiling.
"Just make sure you don't drink too much. I'd hate for our night to be cut short," she teased, her voice barely more than a whisper.
"Oh," he whispered back as he leaned into her ear. "That won't be a problem."
He punctuated his words by taking her hand and bringing it below the table.
Feeling his 'confidence', she growled and turned her smoldering gaze to him.
"Careful, Achilles. Keep doing that and we won't make it through dinner."
"Don't worry, you'll get to enjoy your meal, I'm just making sure you're all nice and riled up for when we finally make it back to our room," he replied.
Then, to reinforce this, he lightly blew on her ear, causing her to jump and let out a quiet, but not unheard, moan.
"Oh you'd better be prepared, Achilles, because after that stunt, I'm riding you until you can't think."
His smile almost made her take him right there.
"Whatever my princess wishes."
The two waited patiently for the food to arrive, chatting, flirting, and exchanging suggestive touches until Rei reappeared, alongside a cow woman chienthrope who was pushing a cart with the food and an extra bottle of each of their drinks.
"Thank you very much for waiting you two," Rei began. "Now, if you'll allow me to introduce your cook. This is Clara Minya. You might remember we mentioned her earlier."
"I do remember. I'm so glad we get to meet you," Achilles greeted.
"I'm so glad too! I'm so bummed out that I missed the introductions, but when I heard you were coming and with your dearly beloved, my excitement grew ten-fold!" Clara cried, bouncing with glee.
The couple laughed.
"Well, I'm happy my presence has inspired such a reaction. Usually people are less than thrilled to have me around," the Father on High joked.
"Oh that can't be true. Mania is a wonderful judge of character and she wouldn't have adopted you if you were so bad," the cook replied.
"I've been trying to get him to stop the self-deprecation for a while, but he's stubborn," Riveria added, smiling at her lover.
He chuckled and nodded.
"I'll work on it," he vowed.
"Good, but enough banter. Now is the time to use your mouths for eating!" Clara declared.
The cow woman and her rabbit server turned and grabbed the plates on the cart before placing them in front of the pair.
"Please tell me what you think," Clara said, her bouncing becoming even more vigorous.
The two were more than happy to dig in as the smell before them had fully awakened their stomachs and saliva glands.
Both grabbed a piece of their respective meals and lifted it to their mouths before placing their morsels within. Not a second later, both their eyes widened and a pair of blissful moans emitted from them.
"She's good isn't she?" Rei asked with a knowing smirk while Clara's smile looked like it would split her cheeks.
"Unfairly so. How am I supposed to go back to normal food after this?" Achilles asked.
"I second that question," Riveria joined, taking another bite of vegetable and fruit then moaning in delicious delight.
"Well don't you two worry, I'm going to spoil you rotten tonight. I already have your favorite desserts ready for you once you're done with your meals. Blueberry cheesecake, and fruit tart, correct?"
Both looked like their brains were going to melt at the concept of a dessert made by the bovine cook, but they managed to nod.
"Wonderful! Well, they'll be waiting for you once you're done, but no need to rush. Enjoy everything to the fullest!"
Riveria and Achilles did just that. They ate their meals slowly, intermingling more conversation and flirting so that they didn't simply gorge on the morsels before them and thus end the experience far too soon. Luckily, even when they were done, Clara lived up to her word and immediately brought their desserts, which, as they feared, did melt their brains with their respective delightfulness. However, after getting over their respective food comas and finishing their meals for good, they paid, Achilles refusing to allow the meal to go unrewarded and giving both Rei and Clara a heavy tip.
With their dinner completed the two began to feel a new kind of delightful tingle and, with a look into each other's eyes, they began to make their way back to their room in the palace, their pace just short of a run as they rushed back.
The two made it to their room, luckily without meeting anyone and entered, before locking the door and setting up a silencing ward. That done, Riveria launched herself at Achilles, pulling him down into a kiss while simultaneously slamming him against the door.
The two battled, their tongues striking and parrying as moans ringed through the room. However, Riveria was a woman on a mission and she was not going to submit this time, no matter what delightful reward she might have received, and so redoubled her efforts, soon after conquering her beloved foe.
Achilles groaned before surrendering to her and allowing her to plunder his mouth, which she did happily.
Finally, her plunder taken, the elven princess pulled back, her breath heavy and licked her lips.
"Clothes off. Now. You are fulfilling your promise this instant."
"Yes, your Highness," he replied, his own breath ragged and heavy with passion.
He began pulling off his clothes, Rivera delighting in the sight, only to suddenly stop as his hands reached the bottom of his shirt.
"Why did you stop?" she asked, her voice confused and accusatory.
"Perhaps it's best I keep this on," he said, his voice now devoid of its previous passion as uncertainty replaced it. "Just because Mom fixed it up a bit, doesn't mean it's suddenly nice to look at."
Her displeasure instantly evaporated as a soft expression filled her features.
"Achilles," she cooed as she reached up and brought him back down for a soft kiss. "Your scar, even at its worst, was not something I was disgusted with. Shocked? Yes. Horrified that you had had to suffer with it? Absolutely. But not disgusted. If anything," her hand fell to his chest. "It makes you all the more attractive to me. Incredibly so, actually." His eyes met hers, surprise playing through them. "The fact that you have the strength to survive such a wound, nay, to survive and then dare the monster that inflicted it to try and consume you, fills me with a fire that I can't describe. That courage. The power of spirit," the eyes began to burn again. "It makes me want you so badly that I can barely stand it. So please, Achilles. Don't deny me anymore. Let me see all of you. Let me see all of you as I quench my thirst."
His stunned eyes stared into her fiery orbs as his voice tried to find some response. Yet, his tongue could offer nothing, as such, it was up to his hands to make the response.
He pulled back just enough to lift his shirt above his head, leaving his scar open to her eyes. True to her word, Riveria's eyes only burned more brightly as she reached out and lovingly traced her fingers across it, sending tingles up his spine.
"Good," she said, her voice pure desire. "Now the lower half. Show me the rest of you. Show me the Caesar family sword."
He did as she asked immediately, and undid his pants, then pushed down everything below the waste, leaving him entirely bare.
Riveria's eyes turned down and she bit her lip as a groan reverberated through her throat.
"Beautiful," she whispered, her fingers instinctively reaching out to softly trace the specimen of pure masculinity before her. Achilles moaned, his breath becoming even more labored as sweat began to appear on his skin. She looked up, biting her lip again as she smiled at him. "To finally see this, after all these years, oh Achilles, I cannot begin to tell you how much pleasure it gives me. That said, I am not satisfied with a mere peep show."
She backed away from him, delighting in how he reached out to her, before stopping as she reached up and began to remove her own clothes.
Her green overclothes dropped to the floor, forgotten the moment they hit, before her fingers turned to her under armor.
Seeing his burning eyes, she decided to reward him for his unwavering focus by giving him his own little peep show as she slowly pulled down the skin tight cloth.
When she reached her breasts, she looked up and met his eyes then bit her lip as she pushed it past her beautiful chest, shivering as he growled at the sight of them.
She continued pushing down until she reached her waist, at which point she turned around then, so slowly one might count it as torture, pushed the armor passed her eyes, bending down to give him a perfect view.
A groan reverberated through the air and Riveria felt her breath grow heavier as her pleasure at knowing what she was doing to her soon-to-be full lover, nearly overwhelmed.
She turned back around, making sure to reveal the liquid already dripping down her leg, which, judging by the way his manhood jumped, Achilles certainly enjoyed seeing.
Now as naked as her partner and more than ready for what came next, Riveria strode up to him and pressed herself against him.
"Are you ready for me, Achilles?"
He wrapped his arms around her and pressed her up against him as tightly as he could, making sure she could feel his desire in all its glory.
"Yes."
She smiled and pulled him down for one more sweet kiss before saying.
"Then lie down on the bed. I'll be taking the lead and venting all these years of desire on you while you watch."
She felt him twitch.
"Anything for you, Riveria."
The two parted, and Achilles made his way over to the bed and laid on his back as instructed.
She took a moment to enjoy the sight, before climbing onto the bed above him, taking another moment to enjoy the even more wonderful sight.
"Gods, I can't believe this is finally happening," she said.
His hands took her hips as he smiled at her.
"But it is. No more waiting. No more holding back. I'm here and I'm yours, Riveria," he told her.
The dripping down her leg increased after hearing that and she leaned down to give him a kiss that caused both their toes to curl.
"That's right. No more waiting. No more holding back. No more," she reached down and grabbed him, causing him to groan, before placing him at her entrance. "You are mine. You hear me, Achilles Caesar. Mine. And I am not. Letting. You. Go!"
She fell upon him, and the two moaned in ecstasy.
"Fuck," she moaned.
"Shit," he groaned. "So that's what it feels like."
She chuckled, a sultry thing of euphoria and need.
"Is it everything you imagined?" she asked.
"It's so much more. The warmth. The, ugh, tightness," he grit his teeth. "I feel like I'm going to lose my mind."
"Good. Lose it. Lose yourself to me. That's exactly what I want. I want you so overwhelmed that all you can think about is me!"
She began to bounce up and down on his lap, the sound of sinful slapping filling the room.
"Fuck," he moaned, his grip on her hips tightening.
"That's it. Let me hear your voice, Achilles. Let me hear you surrender to me. I want to hear everything. Curse," she picked up the pace. "Moan, ah, and groan, as I take you!"
"Riveria! Shit," his teeth gnashed as his head flew back and his eyes rolled into his head. "How can you…" he moaned.
"How can I what?" she asked, her voice coming out as a demand. "How can I what, my Achilles!"
"How can you be so fucking perfect!" he roared. "I feel like I'm drowning, but I don't want to come up for air! I just want to drown in you!"
She purred and began to grind her hips against his, causing another wave of groans and moans to emit from his mouth and throat.
"Then drown in me. Drown and let the currents take you away!"
She began to bounce again, making them both throw their heads back and moan as the sinful sound of skin on skin returned.
Achilles, evidently deciding to follow her command, moved his hands away from her hips to cup her breasts, immediately earning a delighted moan.
"That's it!" she cried as her own hands cupped his to make sure they didn't get away. "Drown in me! Fall further and further into my embrace until you can't even think of anything else!"
She rode him even harder, slamming her hips against him hard enough to cause the bed to creak. This got worse when his fingers moved to her nipples and began play with them.
"Shit. Shit," she gasped, drool slipping from the corner of her mouth and pleasured tears began to slip down her cheeks.
"Riveria...I'm…"
Her eyes widened and she threw her eyes down to him.
"Are you about to cum?! Are you about to give me your first release?!"
"Yes! Fuck! I can't hold on for much longer!" he answered.
"Then release! Release everything! Fill me with your warmth!"
That ended the last of his restraint as he roared, his hips lifting up off the bed as he began to fill her.
"Oh...gods!"
The feeling of him filling her pushed Riveria over the edge and she cried out as her body began to shake uncontrollably.
"Ffffuuuuuck!" she cried as she stared up at the ceiling.
Achilles's hips finally dropped, taking her with them, and she slammed down again, causing them both to groan as another hit of pleasure passed through their hyper-sensitive nerves.
"Holy fuck," Achilles said.
She chuckled before leaning down and kissing him, their chests pressing together in a wonderful, sweaty mess.
"I don't know about holy," she said once they pulled apart. "But it was certainly the most pleasurable experience of my life. That said," she sat back up. "Don't you think for even a moment that once is going to be nearly enough. Luckily," she squirmed in his lap, biting her lip as she stared down. "It doesn't appear you're satisfied either. So we're going again, but this time," she wagged her finger at him in a 'come hither' manner. "I want you up here with me."
Achilles immediately did as commanded and sat up, taking her into his arms as she wrapped her arms around him.
"Now, start grinding, and don't be afraid to start using those hands. I find they are quite wonderful additions."
He smiled before leaning down to claim her lips. A moment later, the two began to rock into each other.
The moment they parted, they moaned into the other's ear as their passion began to build up once more.
Riveria's fingers began to work their way through his hair, earning her even more spine-tingling moans. However, it was soon the elf's turn as Achilles's hands fell to her ass and grabbed it possessively before using his new grip to force her into him at a faster and stronger pace.
"Fuck. Gods," she moaned. "I knew you were going to be a natural at this, but, shit," she wrapped herself more tightly around him. "I think I'm going to become addicted."
"Good," he replied into her ear. "Because I'm already addicted."
She laughed.
"Glad to hear it," she said before refocusing on meeting his hips.
It did not take long for both to start feeling their second release rushing towards them, their sensitive nerves having already been fully awakened in the first round.
"Achilles...I'm almost there," she moaned into his ear.
"So am I," he groaned as he redoubled his efforts. "Let's make sure you really remember this one."
Before she could ask him what that meant, her eyes widened and her legs shot out as he latched onto her ear.
"Achilles!"
Her body violently spasmed into his arms, but he held her tight, even as the spasms around his cock forced him over the edge.
"Riveria! Fuuuck!"
Once more, she felt his warmth fill him and a sense of immense satisfaction filled her.
Her body relaxed and she wrapped her arms around him again and began to play with his hair.
For a moment, there was a peaceful silence between them, but that moment abruptly ended when she found herself being flipped around and her back hit the bed.
In her surprise at the sudden shift, Riveria had let go over her lover. She was about to ask what he was going when she found herself being flipped over so that she was on her stomach. That still wasn't the end of it as she found her hips and ass being lifted into the air.
"Achilles? What are you doing?" she asked.
She felt his chest against her back and his breath against her ear, causing her to shiver.
"I think it's time I give you a break. Don't you agree?" he whispered. "Besides, I've been wanting to ogle your perfect ass for-fucking-ever."
Despite all they had already done, the way he said that, the unrestrained desire, caused her to blush and, unknowingly, she moved her ass to be even more presentable to him.
He growled.
"Good girl."
He shifted so that he was immediately behind her and pressed himself against her warm, waiting hole.
"Now just relax and let me reward you for your patience," he said before thrusting forward.
The air was forced from her lungs.
Oh my-!
"Fuuuuck!" she screamed.
"That's what I wanted to hear," he said, before he began to pound her from behind.
Riveria felt like she was turning into jello. Her entire body felt like it was nothing but warm, tingly pleasure as her lover positively attacked her.
This...shit! This is even better than when I was in control! Holy fuck! If this is what it's like when he takes control then perhaps I should let him take the lead from now on.
"Fuck me! Fuck me Achilles! Take your elven princess! Take her like a champion of old! Make me your paramour! Your lover! Your personal pleasure slave! Fuck your elf!"
"Shit," he groaned, slowing as the dirty talk made his heart jump. "That is the sexiest fucking thing I've ever come across," he smiled. "If that's what my elven princess wants, that's what she fucking gets!"
He began again, but now he attacked her with the reckless abandon of a madman, intent on giving his beloved elf exactly what she wanted. A conquering champion.
"YES! YES! JUST LIKE THAT! JUST LIKE...AAAH!"
She nearly lost consciousness as pleasure overwhelmed her senses. Had Achilles not been holding her hips, she might very well have thrown herself off the bed with all the shaking.
"AAAGH! SHIT!" Achilles roared as he followed after her.
The room fell silent again as the two tried to regain their breaths.
Sweat dripped down their glistening skins and both felt the kind of euphoric exhaustion that only comes from making loving passionately and with all your strength.
However, Achilles was not satisfied. Oh, physically he was beyond such. He had never felt pleasure like this before and his love for the elf beneath him was growing to inhuman proportions. However, there was one thing playing in the back of his mind that he knew he needed to accomplish before he could say that he was well and truly satisfied.
Riveria was lying face down in the bed, enjoying the aftermath tingles and pleasurable spasms, and playfully joking to herself how well she was going to sleep that night, when she suddenly found herself being pulled up and off the bed.
"Achilles?" she called, looking over her shoulder at the man that was now carrying her towards the balcony.
"Athens hasn't heard you yet," he said.
She processed these words for a moment or two before she realized what they meant. When she did, her eyes nearly popped out of her head.
"No, you can't possibly be suggesting-."
She was suddenly put down, her hands falling to the railing of the balcony as she looked out onto the darkened streets of Athens.
"Oh, you bet I am," he said as he lined himself up again.
She swung her head around.
"Achilles, please-!"
Her breath caught as he thrust forward, once more claiming her warm depths.
He began to pound her again, gripping her hips so tightly that they both knew she would bruise in the morning, and pulling her back towards him.
She did everything she could to keep her mouth shut, she even brought her hand up to cover herself, but Achilles was not having it. He grabbed the offending arm and pulled it back, using it to pull her towards him even harder.
"Let them hear you, Riveria. Let them hear your beautiful voice. Let them know that you belong to your champion and he belongs to you," he demanded.
She shook her head. She couldn't, no matter how much she wanted to.
Then, Achilles's hand suddenly found her clit.
"AAAAAH!" she screamed.
"That's my girl!" Achilles roared as pulled her back and attacked her ears.
It was now officially impossible for her to stop herself. All restraint, all misgivings or inhibitions were gone. She moaned wantonly and desperately into the Athens night air, telling all that could hear what she was feeling and who she belonged to.
"FUCK! SHIT! GODS! MORE ACHILLES! YOU FUCKING BEAUTIFUL BASTARD! FUCK YOUR ELEVEN PRINCESS. FUCK HER UNTIL SHE BREAKS!"
"AS! YOU! COMMAND!" he roared, grabbing her breasts with both hands and charging forward with all his remaining strength.
"ALMOST! THERE…!" she cried.
"Let it out! Let it all out!" he commanded.
And she did. With a blissful cry that nearly destroyed her voice, Riveria's final release crashed upon her, dragging her lover along with her and giving her one more taste of his delectable warmth.
Riviera's eyes rolled back as the last of her strength evaporated. She fell to the sides, only to be caught and pulled into the arms of her beloved.
"You are absolutely perfect," he said as he walked back inside.
She couldn't respond verbally, having utterly shot her voice, but she did manage to turn her head, smile, and caress his cheek.
Achilles gently placed her down on the bed, neither caring about the stained sheets, before climbing in with her. She used the last of her strength to snuggle up to him while he used the last of his to kiss her forehead and wrapped her up in his embrace.
And done.
So...whatcha guys think? Did the lemon make up for the wait? I certainly hope so.
Welp, that's the end of our chapter folks, which means it's time to share your thoughts. We have a host of new characters, a more assertive Bell, and Achilles and Riveria did the dirty! Quite a lot to discuss, so please do share your thoughts.
Just to reiterate, if anyone is interested in doing a picture of Achilles, I would be overjoyed, so if you have any interest, please PM me and I'll get back to you as soon as possible.
With that said, thank you all for reading, and I'll see you next time.