Once I've heard that the Gods of Corruption are humanity's worst enemies. Maybe that's true, but I'm not really the guy to say, because right now I'm having sex with one of them.
Naien watched the ecstasy painting itself across Rhazathu's pale face, her strong, high moans echoing off the stone walls of the dungeon. The goddess's long, wavy hair, the color of light caramel, spread over the rough stone surface, and her silver, metallic eyes looked upward, as if she were reaching the sky at the moment of orgasm. Naien started moving his hips faster and held her thin body in a black lace dress, even tighter, sinking his teeth into one of her exposed, small breasts.
She chose me as her lover the day I was born, and as a gift to seal our future marriage, blessed me with immortality and her own power of corruption. Since she chose me, my closest ones treated me like I was already a lost cause, but I never saw it as a bad thing. Deep down, I was even happy about it.
Four days ago, I arrived in Murdah to kill every filthy creature hiding in the shadows of the spirit world, and above all, to murder the other three Gods of Corruption, the greatest enemies of my Rhazathu.
Bad luck has it that I forgot our engagement anniversary which falls on my twentieth birthday. and she's forcing me to fuck her right today.
Too bad my first time had to be on cold stone, beside the corpse of the abomination I battled for three days.
Naien glanced to the side. Just below the rock they were on, the rotting body of a monster reeked horribly. It had pitch-black skin, a torso half like a mannequin and half like a mutilated, skinny human with unnaturally long limbs. On top of that, it had a bare human skull instead of a head.
Ugh. Why did I even look that way? I feel sick.
"Where are you looking? Come here!" Rhazathu screamed in joy, grabbing his face with her hands and pulling her lips to his for a passionate kiss with tongue.
Even though I'd never done this before, I have to give it my all. If she ended up disappointed, she could probablydelete me from existence in one second .
Goddesses, no matter what kind, are always unpredictable.
Naien quickened his tempo, but after a few minutes, Rhazathu locked her legs around him, stopping him.
I might've overdone it. Damn.
With a gentle tap on his back, she gestured for him to pull away. Embarrassed, Naien obeyed and slid his black pants back up. Rhazathu looked down between her thighs with a disapproving gaze
"Next time, give me any kind of sign when you're about to come inside me, damn it!" she yelled. "You know that if I get pregnant before freeing myself from the corruption of the other gods, their energy would take over our child and I could give birth to something capable of destroying the entire world. You're lucky I got my act together in time and devoured any sign of life in your seed before it could do its thing."
"Sorry," he said, looking off into the distance with a melancholic expression. "I just wanted to do the best I could," he added, staring at the corridor floor. A few drops of pitch-black water fell from one of the stalactites.
"Ah, almost forgot," she said with an ironic smile, "I just took my boy's innocence today," she added, licking her lips. "Don't worry, for a virgin, you did pretty well. You got me to orgasm before you, and for a human, that's an achievement worthy of epic heroes. Relax, I'll still put you through brutal, exhausting training where it counts," she finished with a half-teasing, half-demonic laugh.
"Since you're already here, maybe you can tell me which way to go? Behind the rock we had sex on, the tunnel splits into nine different paths."
"And why would I lead you by the hand?" she shrugged and stuck out her tongue. "You have my powers and my support. Follow your intuition, and sooner or later you'll reach your purpose. It might take a few extra days, but you'll get where you're supposed to go."
"Then why did you even show up here?" he asked, slightly annoyed.
"First and foremost, to get off. If I appear in these ruins again, there are only two reasons: either I'm horny, or you completely screwed up."
"Ugh," Naien let out a long sigh, betraying his growing irritation.
"What we just did was so hot and romantic …," she said, approaching him. She gave him another equally intense kiss, this time grabbing his crotch hard. Naien held her close, hiding the fact that it actually felt good. After several more minutes, she stopped, catching her breath, "…but I have to go now. Bye."
Without any explanation, she vanished in a curtain of black flames.
And just like that, I'm alone again.
Well. Time to make my way back to the split in the paths.
Naien walked through the narrow corridor with thick, steep walls. The passage was so tight that he had to press his back against one of them just to fit through. Finally, he arrived at the point where the tunnel divided into nine separate ways. Before he examined any of them closely, he glanced at his reflection in a puddle of clear liquid a few steps ahead of him.
The image of his slim, delicate face, so soft for a man, shimmered across the unstable mirror. His medium-length, straight black hair was still slightly wet with sweat, and his purple eyes looked at the illusion of himself with a hint of sadness. His black T-shirt and brown leather jacket were all covered in dirt and dust.
Naien had thought he'd rest and reflect on life here, but something pulled him out of that gloomy mood, urging him to move forward. The fiancé of the Goddess of Corruption carefully studied the directions before him.
Above each entrance, there was an arch carved in stone, clearly not a work of nature. Almost all of the passages exuded overwhelming darkness and cold. Only one, the farthest to the right, emitted a faint, sickly green glow.
Like a moth drawn to the light, Naien decided to head toward it.
Hope I don't regret this, he thought, sighing, before moving forward.