[God Quest] what if one night is never enough?

there's no innuendos,
it's exactly what you think

The teeth and wandering tongues against her nipples are the only real point of tension. Frey's finger resting just inside the folds of her lips is so delicate and soft that Hotaru might be tempted to forget it was there, were it not for the pulsing voracity of her need that the deity could feel humming through her body.

As she struggles to find purchase on the god, Frey grins; a sensation the seamstress will feel like a hot breath through her bones. "I believe there is one final stage of your quest yet to be completed..." They whisper lasciviously. The crop she has brought with her rises up within her grasp. How she'll use it is entirely up to her.