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Lotus flowers bobbed gently on top of the water. Every now and then, due the disturbances of the water, they moved more energetically. But even the stray petals that floated alongside weren't completely disturbed.
Candles dripping wax mounted flames which wavered every now and then, casting a warming glow that reflected on the curtains which draped all around the bath. Every minor touch was essential for creating a space for the pair to feel secure and relaxed. And it proved successful, as every so often there was a 'swoosh' of the water as the pair clung closer to one another.
Hesitantly discarded, the knife lay on the side of the bath and just within reach. Unexpectedly following the action of having a knife to his throat, the benevolent god had once again stole Finch's sole attention by seizing his mouth. Though firm, it lacked the urge of desperation it once had and instead worked to coax the younger man out of his turbulent thoughts.
In the otherwise silent space, droplets falling from appendages sounded as they became ensnared in each other's grasps. Finch remained perched on top of the man, position comforting and letting him hold a minor sense of power over the almighty being. After abandoning his weapon, his hands moved from the man's shoulders and travelled upwards to cup his face as their kiss continued. It was a breathtaking exchange.
Although his position could be mistaken as a laid-back one, allowing Finch to mount his lap and get a feel for him without interference, Zephyr actually maintained control underneath the water. His slender fingers clutched Finch's hips and kept him firmly in place. He took pleasure in controlling their lower regions as they briefly ground together in rhythm.
Unlike the god beneath him, Finch still wore an element of clothing. But they could hardly be considered anything as protective as modern-day clothing. Little stood in the way of the arousal that made its presence known every time their bodies came together. It made all the blood rush to Finch's cheeks.
When the poor mortal broke the kiss for breath, he slumped forward and his arms collapsed around the deity. His knees which kept him propped up could no longer hold him, so his bottom landed comfortably on Zephyr's lap. The certain proud arousal slipped straight up the back of his skirt and made Finch gasp.
The seated man of the two was cheekily smiling as a response, running his hands up from the slender hips and continued upwards until his long nails flicked at the waistband of the skirt. Regardless of it being underwater, Finch tilted his head sidewards from where he kept it rested on the man's shoulder.
Though the water was slightly milky in colour, with a beautiful scent emanating from the lotus flowers and surrounding candles, Finch's skin prickled as the determined touch and grazes of long nails ran up his bare skin. All other senses seemed to drown out as his nerves came alive. His hot breath fanned the area where Zephyr's shoulder and neck met and it elicited a gentle shiver from the man.
"Is this how a god normally communicates with their followers?" Finch breathlessly wondered, "You know, since I'm not spiritual." There was a huff of amusement from the man that lovingly held him.
Finch unintentionally held his breath a moment later as the fabric which was wrapped around his waist, fell loose. With a light brush as it was removed completely, he habitually clung a little tighter to the man who felt less like a stranger than before.
Zephyr turned and pressed a kiss to Finch's forehead. "You are not a follower, dearest."
"Nor are you good at dodging a question."
Giving in, Zephyr gave a deep chuckle as his hands came to rest on Finch's tempting backside. Even though they were both catching their breath— with only one of them that truly needed to— the spiritual being slowly rotated his hips and introduced his thick arousal to the soft nook of Finch's behind. But even while doing so, he was able to respond calmly.
"I can only speak for myself, but I choose not to send humans insane by laying a hand on them in a sexual manner." Out of nowhere his arousal pressed closer to a certain entrance and gave a rougher snap of his hips. It had Finch's lower-half jerk as a response, clenching in sensitivity.
The young man was as such positioned at a compromising yet alluring angle. His arms still wrapped around the broad shoulders of Zephyr, but his body now raised out of the water with his back arched downwards and backside perked upwards. The reactions were tantalising, both men thoroughly enjoying them as Fahren had to once again get used to the tender spots of his new body.
"You're quite confident," Finch strained himself to respond but was once again rendered a lustful mess when, in his newfound position, his own arousal was exposed for the enjoyment of the god. The long fingers cupped the throbbing member and the tips of the long nails gently caressed until Finch couldn't think straight.
He buried his head in the nook of the man's neck, lips pressed against his skin and moving sensually as a result of the torturously pleasing strokes he was receiving. His tongue ran across the sweet skin, followed occasionally by the brush of his teeth at the exact moment one of Zephyr's nails ghosted over the tip.
"If me wishing not to break the fragile minds of the humans I share myself with is deemed selfish, then so be it."
Finch was able to see the small markings he'd left on the man's throat, he couldn't help giving them a kiss as he asked, "Then what am I?" A seductive tone which certainly didn't belong to the virginal Finch.
A tickling sensation captured half of Finch's attention as he listened in for a response, but he was soon unable to when the water which currently only licked at his skin seemed to be reacting obscurely. As his hips had lowered, the water which once again swallowed his body was acting as the extension of Zephyr. And Finch became alarmed when he acutely felt the sensation of being entered by it.
As he went to speak, Zephyr spoke up. "You, my sweet, are far too complex to break so easily." He purred and the water which breached Finch suddenly transformed to that of finger entering him. The words previously spoken, where Zephyr boasted his strength about controlling everything around them, echoed in Finch's mind.
The man with long nails wouldn't risk harming him, so used other attractive methods. But it didn't mean he was left out from the fun. Their lips came together again in a searing kiss. Both inhaling as they took pleasure in reconnecting. It was then when Finch's hole was invaded by the sensation of a second finger.
Naughty gasps and moans flooded their kiss and Zephyr refused to allow them to go anywhere else. He captured his young lover's exploring tongue and put it to good use as it entwined with his own. And being pleasured at all ends had Finch's once conflicted mind drifting and wholeheartedly agreeing that these talents were befitting of a god.
It only proved to grow more intense as Finch rocked sensually due to the skills of the man. As more pressure was applied, stretching and preparing him, he became more vocal against the bruising kiss. When Zephyr decided to actually be benevolent for the first time, it was to let the young man breath. He swiped a tongue over his lips and possessively claimed any remnants of Finch.
Said younger man couldn't handle the position and fixed his hands back onto Zephyr's shoulders, pushing himself upwards so he was upright. His knees were still splayed apart as a hand cupped and stroked him with intent while his tingling hole was also being bullied.
The paint which was meticulously applied to Finch's skin was smeared and Zephyr made it worse when his tongue latched to one of the hardened dots on his chest. He cared very little for what stained the skin, and rolled the bead in his mouth. He repaid the favour of leaving a mark and it had the man receiving it in a mess.
Only when the entrance was thoroughly prepared did the surrounding setting completely change. The next moment, Finch was being laid down on an actual bed. Something which he had cried for when he had to repeatedly sleep on a mountain of furs. His body pined for it, but at that moment, it craved something else and judging by the expression on Zephyr's face— he was more than prepared to give it.
Opposed to being wet as expected, both men were dry and staring longingly at one another. Zephyr stood by the edge and when he witnessed his young lover relax once again, he crawled forward. As he resumed his position, a pair of delectable legs lightly wrapped around his hips. It was arousing but innocent as Zephyr moved them a moment later so that Finch's knees touched his chest.
"Can this be considered an abuse of power?"
Zephyr laughed, "Just take it as me showing off for you." He leant forward but didn't apply all of his weight so that he'd crush the younger man, instead he positioned himself where his arousal rubbed firstly against Finch's own. He watched intently as his lover's head tilted backwards as his eyes closed. Those tasty lips parted and gentle sounds leaked.
As he continued watching, he rolled his hips and gradually set a pace. Their differing sizes rubbed together and as Finch continued to get lost in the weight of the pleasure, Zephyr slowly moved downwards while still thrusting against him.
In such a compromising position, Zephyr easily reached the sensitive spot which was twitching.
When there was a slight hesitation, Finch picked up on it and opened his eyes. No matter the title of benevolent god, Zephyr was just as eager as any mortal would be. But both men also knew what would happen following their connection. It made Finch uncertain, trying to clear the fog that was his arousal to rethink his decision.
It was as Zephyr said, there had been leaks he had been able to see from the very beginning. And System's absence was too much of a coincidence for Fahren to comprehend. But he also had his own mind, his own decisions and the recollection of what it felt like when he kissed his lover. Though their identity was always different, with no actual kissing exactly alike, it was down to how Fahren felt when in the man's arms.
And it felt a lot like he did currently.
Zephyr was completely unpredictable, and a god nonetheless, but whenever it came down to it it was always his lover he was focused on. Fahren had yet to experience his lover ever putting him intentionally at risk. So even when faced with Zephyr's admittance of his identity not being entirely genuine, he was still willing to go ahead with their current position.
Which didn't go unnoticed.
Zephyr laid a kiss on Finch's knee before straightening his back again, "Whatever I see, my sweet, will not change my opinion of you. I won't push to know everything, because I promised you that I would wait for you to tell me. But things I do see are what I cannot control, it's part of the package of being all-knowing." He gave a quirk of the lips and Finch couldn't help but scoff.
He didn't argue with the man though. There was something in the back of his mind, amongst all the crawling anxieties, that wanted him to tell someone else. He had been completely dependant on System's ability throughout the test, and still the gender-less being refused to tell him anything significant.
So Fahren had to wonder, was the god in this current world a real god? Did these people and situations only exist in their tiny boxes or could they escape? If so, then his current situation would most definitely threaten both System and the person who gave them their orders. If they were truly around, then surely they would have intervened?
Finch never took his eye off Zephyr and was once again trembling when the man's tantalising skills were put to use. He felt the addicting pressure of the deity's arousal pressing against his entrance. His eyes closed, enjoying the feeling of something that felt like he had been missing for so many years.
Which went hand in hand with the familiar sting that came next. It took his breath away as Finch's slender body adjusted to accommodate the enviable sized erection. But of course, having sex with a god wasn't going to be something average, as he found out when the pain completely dissolved into eye-watering pleasure.
"Zeph—yr!" Finch clutched the covers beneath them, nails digging into it as his body was being restricted by the knees planted on his chest. Every inch that he entered his body, the stronger the craving. As if there was a large itch he wanted scratching, which Finch had to admit was a nicer way of saying he wanted to be wrecked.
"You took me so well," Zephyr praised and caressed Finch's cheek lovingly. He didn't budge from their position for a moment or two and it made his young lover squirm in need. But the god himself was also receiving unimaginable pleasure, so much so that he tilted back his head and closed his eyes.
His hips retreated along with his arousal which was comfortably snug inside of Finch. But it returned seconds later as he thrust his hips quickly. It was just the pressure that Finch craved and he was left a spluttering mess. He cried out and called for his god over and over again.
It didn't matter that he wasn't a believer, he was currently willing to scream out prayers if it meant that the man would continue.
In a blink of an eye, among the stifling movements between the two, they both lost sight of the setting distantly around them. What started as gentle shudders escalated to an event with the intensity of an earthquake. It didn't touch the two of them, but reflected many things at the same time. Zephyr was entirely focused on the young man beneath him, thrusting again and again with ever increasing ruthlessness. Each and every time making sure his lover was lapping it up just as quickly as he was giving it.
The ferocity continued, Finch filling the air with his loud cries of ecstasy when he was flipped over and his ass dominated once again. There was no mercy shown by the man many called benevolent. He went as deep as he could and shared with Finch as much stimulation as he was able before it could be considered too dangerous for the human mind to withstand.
Finch was lost in the sea of overwhelming pleasure while Zephyr too, was lost. Every inch of his body was flooded with raw energy and it was enough to leave even him breathless. It had him moaning just as regularly as his glorious young lover and soon it was what thrust him to the brink.
Matched by Finch, who felt every shift in the energy the two currently shard. That was probably the only reason he hadn't collapsed given that he was unable to think, let alone breathe regularly.
There was an increasing warmth to his backside which seemed to spread and moments after that, he was completely unable to control his own reactions. With a moan which could have sounded almost strangled due to the unimaginable sensations that had been plundered into him, Finch desperately came.
Zephyr yanked Finch backwards so he was pressed into his body, wrapped an arm around him and slammed his hips upwards. It was relentless and overpowering but, to the relief of the spent mortal, came to an end quickly as the god himself had finally released.
Following that, it was a blur. But when they opened their eyes again, Zephyr's green ones had grown darker. He was completely breathless. When collapsed beside each other, he turned his head slowly to face Finch and he could see that the god was processing things. It unnerved him for a moment, scared the man would suddenly turn on him after finding whatever he had done inside of his mind. But Zephyr quickly expelled his worries by cupping his cheek. His thumb caressed his cheekbone and he smiled comfortingly.
"You have opened my eyes, my love. They are much, much clearer now."
[ TBC ]
[ A/N: There's quite a few twists and turns/ with many characters desires/ in this world, so feel free to shoot me some questions if you're curious or confused about anything~ I will answer the ones I'm permitted to! ;) ]
Also don't worry too much if you're still confused. With this world, as it's a tad more complex, each character have their secrets. They will soon and gradually be revealed~
[ A/N 2: In fact, on Patreon, there's been a reveal. Who's who, what's what. So feel free to check it out if you want, the link to my Patreon page is in my Wattpad bio <3 ]