Eros slept deeply on the mossy bed, his divine body relaxed after the battle with Kyos and the long journey to the dryad village. The Blades of Chaos, propped against the tent's wall, glowed softly in the darkness, their black sheen pulsing like a living heart. Fatigue had overtaken him, and he'd surrendered to sleep, his blood-stained Spartan toga carelessly tossed to the floor. The night was calm, the forest's sounds barely filtering through the tent's walls, creating a cocoon of warmth and silence.
As he sank into dreamless sleep, a warm, wet sensation stirred him from unconsciousness. His eyes opened slowly, and he found the Mother of Spirits kneeling beside him, her full lips wrapped around him, her movements slow and deliberate. Her large green eyes glowed in the dim light, fixed on him with an intensity that spoke volumes. Her long green hair cascaded over her shoulders, brushing against Eros's golden skin. Her leaf dress, barely clinging to her, left her ample breasts half-exposed, swaying gently with her motions.
Eros groaned, a lazy grin spreading across his lips. "Fuck, you don't mess around," he murmured, his voice hoarse with sleep and arousal. He propped himself up on his elbows for a better view. The queen didn't respond, her lips continuing their work, her tongue gliding with expert precision. She had a wild beauty, her delicate features and voluptuous curves highlighted by the glow of the vegetal lanterns hanging in the tent.
He reached out, his fingers tangling in her green hair, guiding her gently. "You didn't waste any time, huh?" he said, his tone thick with his signature arrogance. The queen lifted her eyes, a mischievous smile playing on her lips as she paused, leaving a glistening trail on his skin. "You returned, fallen god," she murmured, her voice soft but laden with innuendo. "I wanted to give you a… memorable welcome."
Eros chuckled, his aura pulsing instinctively, filling the air. The queen shivered, her large green eyes widening slightly, but she didn't retreat, instead resuming with greater fervor. Her lips slid, warm and insistent, while her hands caressed his muscled thighs, her nails grazing his golden skin. Eros felt heat rise within him, his divine body responding with an intensity that betrayed his godly nature.
He sat up fully, grabbing the queen by the shoulders and pulling her toward him. She complied, climbing onto the bed with feline grace, her breasts brushing his chest as she straddled him. "You're not just here to wake me up, are you?" he asked, his hands sliding to her hips, parting the leaves of her dress. Her skin was soft, warm, almost luminescent in the dim light.
"Maybe," she replied, a knowing smile on her lips. She leaned in, her lips grazing his neck, then his jaw, before capturing his mouth in a searing kiss. Eros groaned, his hands roaming her body, sliding down her curves to her round, firm ass. He pulled her closer, deepening the kiss, his tongue dancing with hers in a slow, provocative rhythm.
The queen moaned softly, her hips grinding against him, her body reacting to Eros's dominant aura. He activated Divine Touch, a golden spark flaring from his fingers, amplifying every caress. She shuddered, her breasts pressing against his chest, her nipples hard beneath the thin layer of leaves. "Keep that up, fallen, and I'll cum soon," she whispered against his lips, her voice trembling with desire.
"And you love it," he shot back, smirking. He flipped her onto the bed, reversing their positions. She lay beneath him, her green hair fanning out like a halo on the moss, her large green eyes locked on him with a mix of defiance and submission. Eros tore away the remnants of her leaf dress, revealing her naked body, its generous curves glistening in the soft light. He placed a hand on her stomach, using Absorption at low intensity, siphoning just enough energy to make her shiver with pleasure.
"Fuck, you're still gorgeous," he growled, his eyes devouring every inch of her skin. He leaned down, his lips capturing a nipple, his tongue teasing it, while his hand slid lower, exploring the heat between her thighs. The queen moaned, arching her back, her hands gripping the mossy sheets. Eros felt his own desire surge, his divine body pulsing with raw energy.
He activated Divine Touch again as he fingered her, intensifying the sensation. The queen gasped, her eyes widening, her body yielding to his power's intensity. "Eros…" she murmured, her voice shaky, almost pleading. He chuckled, his fingers continuing their exploration, drawing louder moans. "Tell me what you want," he ordered, his voice deep and commanding.
"You," she answered without hesitation, her cheeks flushed, lips parted. "I want all of you."
Eros didn't need more. He positioned himself between her thighs, his hands holding her firmly. He entered her in a fluid motion, his divine body aligning perfectly with hers. The queen cried out softly, her nails digging into his shoulders, her legs wrapping around his hips. Eros groaned, pleasure surging like a wave, amplified by Divine Touch. Each thrust was precise, powerful, his hips finding a rhythm that left her gasping.
The tent seemed to vibrate with the intensity of their union, the vegetal lanterns flickering as if sensing Eros's divine energy. The queen clung to him, her moans filling the air, her body arching with each thrust. Eros activated Absorption again, siphoning a sliver of her life force not to harm, but to heighten their connection. She cried out, her body trembling under the divine energy, her green eyes glowing with an almost supernatural light.
"Fuck, you were made for me," Eros growled, quickening his pace, his hands gripping her hips. The queen responded with a moan, her lips seeking his in a desperate, passionate kiss. Their connection was raw, primal, yet laced with Eros's divine power. He felt the Blades of Chaos, still beside him, pulse in rhythm with his movements, as if feeding off the moment's intensity.
Pleasure peaked, and the queen cried his name, her body convulsing beneath him as she reached climax. Eros groaned, his own orgasm hitting like a bolt, his divine energy erupting in a golden flash that briefly lit the tent. They stayed entwined for a moment, their panting breaths filling the air, their bodies slick with sweat.
The queen, still beneath him, looked up with a satisfied smile. "You're… incredible," she murmured, her voice soft but sincere.
Eros chuckled, easing off her to lie at her side. "You haven't seen the best yet," he replied, his arrogant tone hiding a hint of affection. He rested a hand on her cheek, his fingers brushing her soft skin. "Get some rest. I've got a bitch to break in Thebes."
She laughed softly, her large green eyes shining. "Come back soon, fallen," she murmured, nestling against him.