"I accept."
Those are the last words Hotaru will hear before the world folds in upon itself and she is born again.
Enveloped by the deity, Hotaru will find herself touched like never before, and yet as this is not her first time bound in Frey's endless embrace, she will be no stranger to the pleasures bestowed upon her. All at once Frey is above her, blanketing her like a wave as her back and thighs are pressed into Torchline's warm sands. Their tongue parts her lips—both pairs—as her hands are bound above her head. Sticky salt-sweat drenches them both as the shoreline laps at their toes in rhythm with each thrust and hitch of Frey's hips.
A breeze brings the scent of the forest, in a breath the pair are beneath dappled sunlight with Hotaru's hands around the deity's throat from behind, pressing herself into them that she might experience the nuances of sex from a different vantage point. Pine needles bite into their knees as hands reach around to grasp at Hotaru's thighs.
Overhead a cloud pushes away the sunlight, scattering it amidst the tall grasses of King's End, and though it is in Sunjata's arms the Valkyrie will find herself, Frey occupies every space between them and then some. That they will have her body and loyalty while the Flood holds her heart is not a bargain the god finds themselves disapproving of.
Congratulations! Hotaru is now a demigod!
Those are the last words Hotaru will hear before the world folds in upon itself and she is born again.
Enveloped by the deity, Hotaru will find herself touched like never before, and yet as this is not her first time bound in Frey's endless embrace, she will be no stranger to the pleasures bestowed upon her. All at once Frey is above her, blanketing her like a wave as her back and thighs are pressed into Torchline's warm sands. Their tongue parts her lips—both pairs—as her hands are bound above her head. Sticky salt-sweat drenches them both as the shoreline laps at their toes in rhythm with each thrust and hitch of Frey's hips.
A breeze brings the scent of the forest, in a breath the pair are beneath dappled sunlight with Hotaru's hands around the deity's throat from behind, pressing herself into them that she might experience the nuances of sex from a different vantage point. Pine needles bite into their knees as hands reach around to grasp at Hotaru's thighs.
Overhead a cloud pushes away the sunlight, scattering it amidst the tall grasses of King's End, and though it is in Sunjata's arms the Valkyrie will find herself, Frey occupies every space between them and then some. That they will have her body and loyalty while the Flood holds her heart is not a bargain the god finds themselves disapproving of.
Congratulations! Hotaru is now a demigod!
Frey
