#shumatsu no valkyrie rudra

[evansuvamp]

Under A Lustful Moon pt. 1

🌸Pairing: Rudra x female OCs x Shiva 

🌸Warnings: mention of sex (oral, penetration, masturbation, fingering), kinks (restraints, praising, body worship), nudity, dirty talking 

🌸Notes: the reader is consenting! 

IMPORTANT: The authors (@evansuvamp and @riseofamoonycake) have chosen to write a fic with their respective OCs (Scarlet and Tanit), so they are presented with the names and features created by them; but the work can be read as a normal character x reader fic.

You can see the full header pic here. I did with lots of love!

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It was a pleasant evening. A smooth and warm wind was blowing, a light breeze full of wet and sandy smells like a sea landscape. And to make it even better, a perfect view from the Svarga, which was printed with the most rich and colorful figures.

Everything there was filling the senses of a pair of old friends: the gods Shiva and Rudra, who weren’t alone at all. 

With them were two beautiful ladies. One of them had the brightest blonde hair, curly and smooth; a cascade of hair falling down her back, her feline gaze full of pleasant promises and the small mouth opened in a lascivious smile, the Moon Goddess Tanit, the Lady of Carthage, was slowly roaming around the high chamber, looking at the two deities sensually lying on the marble floor, lean on soft blankets, cushions and pillows. She was deliberately delaying the moment of joining them, taking all her time to observe them and to be observed, especially seeking and paying attention to Rudra: her great companion, her love. 

The Lord of Storms did nothing but stare at her, his eyes devouring her elegant and haughty figure, which the long scarlet dress only made more sensual.

With each wave of her hair or shadow play on her pale skin, his desire rose until it began to be painful. And she enjoyed seeing him tremble, slightly biting her lips and giggling. 

On the other hand, resting her hands on Shiva’s shoulders, there was a human: a redhead woman with clear skin, which had lots of small moles in many parts of her body. The most recognizable were in the valley of her breast, a half circle, almost like a moon cycle. These moles were arranged in different sizes. Her curvy hair flying with the light breeze. She was devoted to the king of the Hindu Pantheon, that’s why she was allowed to take care of him, even touching him. Also his wives agreed with her presence.

Her name matched the color of her marvelous hair: Scarlet. The young human slowly caressed the purple skin of the god, exchanging some glares with the magnificent goddess while a soft tone of her voice hummed right next to her Lord’s ear, which made him smile a little.

The tension in the air was increasing, and maybe that’s what made Shiva set his eyes into the redhead. He was not that fool to not notice how both females were playing with Rudra and him. That playful atmosphere never failed to turn him on. Even now, some scenes danced inside his head so he sent a quick glance to Rudra, wondering if he was also feeling the intoxicating air full of desire and lust emanating from him.

The God of Storms answered his friend’s silent question sighing and half closing his eyes, large drops of sweat beading his forehead and his hands firmly closed around the soft blankets, waiting for his lady to make her move.

Once again, the females looked at each other in silence, nodding at the same time; and finally Tanit came perilously close, stopping right in front of the gods and glaring at everyone present with the expression of a hungry tiger. «Now…», she fluted then, licking her lips with studied slowness and, immediately after, dropping the gown to the floor in one fluid motion, revealing all the golden jewels that intertwined on her naked skin. Behind her, a big silver moon was rising, its light sliding into her hair like a liquid crown, «… Why don’t we entertain each other?»

… And the night was just starting.

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Everything started time ago, in a day like another. 

«Lady Tanit.» A shy voice called for the goddess. It was the human Shiva brought some months ago. Her red hair was covering some parts of her face.

It wasn’t their first time talking, and she really appreciated the Moon Goddess because of her kindness and warmness. And for that reason, they entrusted themselves with lots of stuff. Even the intimate topics.

«I’m here for you, darling», replied the goddess, closing the book that she was reading and looking at the kind girl in front of her. She liked the human with all her being: she was respectful, caring and bright, a good company for Lord Shiva and a trustful person, a human sincerely devoted to her Lord and with a gentle heart. Tanit couldn’t help but love the humans and she sometimes missed the ancient times, when she was in Carthage among them; so she took Scarlet under her protective wing, it was natural to do so. 

«You know, Lord Shiva is always that playful… And how easy it is for him to be in the mood… I was thinking, how will he react to being teased by us? Do you think Lord Rudra would also join us?» The red lips of the human made a pouting face, wondering if the questions weren’t out of place for the time she was sharing with the goddess. Small and chubby fingers reached for another lock of blonde hair, braiding it with the other two that Scarlet was already grabbing carefully. She liked to brush and braid Tanit’s hair.

Tanit was silent for a moment, surprised at the request; then she curled her lips in a smile, which became a light and gentle laugh. «My, my, you sure know how to light up the nights, don’t you, little one?» The goddess threw back her head to look at Scarlet, then narrowed her eyes and gave the girl a knowing grin. «I think it’s something that can be done… such an idea has been on my mind for a while now, and knowing I’m not the only one doing it piques my interest.» With a gentle gesture, the Lady of the Moon signaled to Scarlet to stop her work and change positions, then she took the brush that the red beauty offered her and began to comb her wonderful hair. «Yes, I have no doubt that together we will come up with something great. We know our lovers well...»

The sudden change in her aura made the redhead curious about the goddess’ thoughts. In fact, her curiosity grew even more with the final comment. Maybe it would be fun. Scarlet smiled as well, allowing Tanit’s hands to brush her hair.

Later, both females were talking about the suggestion Scarlet made early that night. She wasn’t that skilled about intimacy, because not only were books the best source to get information about it, there was also the practice. Something that she, as a human, had never been interested in until now. And that was Shiva’s fault. Scarlet wanted to be more passionate, to show her Lord how good she could be and give him and his wives the same love she always received from them.

Scarlet listened to Tanit carefully, trying not to miss a part of what she was explaining to make the night even better for the four of them.

The goddess knew what she was doing, and the sweet desires that Scarlet kept within herself: for this, and this was the core of the speech, why not realize them immediately? Shiva already greatly appreciated the girl and was intrigued by her, but he still didn’t know her full potential, and neither did she herself; both needed a good test, but under certain conditions…

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«… Why don’t we entertain each other?»

The echo of Tanit’s voice had not yet died away, and the Lady of the Moon had already swung into action: after undressing herself, she was quick to kneel in front of Rudra and crawl sensually towards him, her gaze locked on the lover’s eyes and barely shaded by her long lashes.

No one would have had any doubts that he would have been her intended victim, but for his part the god was not caught unprepared: he didn’t let escape a moment and with two of his hands grabbed his beloved by the hips and dragged her over him, while the others slipped under the jewels that covered her breasts to caress the nipples. His head snapped forward and his mouth reached up to her neck, biting into the hollow between it and the shoulder and starting to suck, at which point she burst out laughing and wrapped her white arms around his back. «Easy, my love, there’s no need to hurry», she whispered in his ear while her skin was already beaded with drops of sweat and reddened under the hungry touch of the Lord of Storms, who for that evening had forgotten his usual calm and had decided to take her as soon as possible. The goddess let him play with her body without depriving him of the satisfaction of hearing her moan at every caress, bite and pressure on the sensitive skin, but her gaze often went to Scarlet, who in turn stared back at her: everything was proceeding according to plans.

Rudra was enjoying it, may it be because of how sensual and beautiful his favorite goddess was or maybe ‘cause he could sense how the Lady of the Moon managed all the situation. He could tell her stubbornness turned on him even more, and the way she was moving her hips in small circles while he played with her skin made even more noticeable how much their bodies had been missing each other. His lips traced her neck, sucking slowly to cause more moaning.

Scarlet had her cheeks blushing already: she could feel how sensual her lady was. The movements of her hips were so erotic, even when she was just teasing her Lord. Still, Scarlet’s hands made their way through Shiva’s neck to his hard muscles in his chest. The slow grunts from him as a signal of doing a good job. The massage was slow, with little circles, playing with the texture of his skin. From the corner of her eye, she noticed the god throwing his head to the side with his eyes closed. His smirk never disappears. One of his hands came to find Scarlet’s nape, forcing her a little closer so he could whisper: «What are you planning, little one? Hmm?» 

The voice was low, but playful and full of expectations.

He wanted to see her full potential, making her pass some limits and enjoy the time together. 

A small grin appeared on the angelical face. «Nothing, my Lord. I just want to praise and worship you.» She placed a small kiss on his forehead, never stopping the massage. 

Another grunt came from Shiva’s lips and this time it was lower, coming from his throat. The only noise of it made Scarlet’s legs rub together. She loved his voice.

Once again, her eyes returned to her lady, looking for some approval to follow the plan.

«Yes, Lord Shiva… enjoy the time with your girl, you deserve it!», the golden haired goddess added, sweetly smiling at Shiva just before letting out a louder moan and digging her nails deep into Rudra’s back, who in turn muffled his voice against the partner’s shoulder. «You can lie to him, but not to me», replied the Lord of the Storms, taking a deep breath and giving her a slight grin. Two hands rested on her breast and the others grabbed his thighs, Tanit couldn’t have escaped that grip even if she wanted to: not even his gaze showed a sign of letting her go. «I don’t believe a word you said, my lady. What are you planning for us? Come on, share it, we are listening.» As if to give her a little incentive to start, one of the god’s hands slided from Tanit’s thigh to reach her intimacy, and two fingers were quick to find her already wet opening and caress the outermost lips, then pinch them.

Shiva chuckled hearing the goddess barely hold back a cry, then lifted his lids slightly to observe her, focusing on her flushed cheeks and the trembling of her hips and breasts, then turned his head and stared at Scarlet, piercing her with a lascivious look. «These sweet girls... they really think they can hide something from us, eh, Rudra?», he murmured, caressing his lover’s chest up to the neck, then taking her chin between his index and middle fingers and caressing her lips with his thumb. His jewel, his precious little bat… 

That caress was just a warning, she could feel the God of Destruction’s hot breath. Then she was attracted to the front, so Shiva could see her. He raised an eyebrow: her little body was showing some signals of pleasure, indeed, his beloved human was enjoying the tease and Shiva became impatient to take her for his own desires.

«Don’t underestimate us, great Lords», Tanit replied playfully, trying to control the speed of her breath and not give in to the shivers running through her skin, «… or you might be surprised.»

«Are you playing with us?» The two friends spoke at the same time, and at this point the girls started to laugh, the complicity arising in their tune. 

«Some things require patience, my Lord», Scarlet spoke. Her curves were even more noticeable through the light gown she was wearing. The saree was black, her favorite color, it had been modified to some fresh look for the girl’s comfort. Clothing and light played a good silhouette for the god’s view, while the candles’ flame danced through the room; even the slightest movement was caught by Shiva’s vision. And just for that, he brushed his own lips with the tongue. «Well then, I’m beyond interested now. Let us see what you have in mind.» 

Scarlet took apart the veil covering part of her shoulders and bare back, her hips swayed to the left side and her hands took a new position. No music was needed really for them. Slow motions of her curves, along with the jewels she wore most of the time, were enough to make the arousal of her Lord to increase. 

Besides, she was not alone at all: soon, her moon lady escaped from Rudra’s touch and joined the show. Her golden jewelry tinkled in synchrony with her body, and the sight made Rudra go feral easily. He knew the perfection of Tanit’s graceful movements, and the fact that she rarely allowed him to dance together just made the teasing game a little but pleasureable torture.

Scarlet joined Tanit and touched her body, playing with it and caressing her hips. Her body bounced slowly to the sides, making small circles in the air. Soon, the pair of their hips grinded together and they took the opportunity to share a small kiss. Their hands intertwined, both bosoms collided as the kiss became deeper. Scarlet let out small moans, while her lady’s tongue made its way through her mouth. 

Then, Shiva retorted with some impatience: «Come on! That’s cheating! If you keep doing that, I don’t think I can control myself.»

It was an evil game. Rudra tried to be calm but the view was making him totally desperate to feel that burning skin one more time. «Tanit… please, don’t make it longer…» 

The little plea made Tanit smile, while she was still dancing with the little human. It was funny for the ladies but not that much for the great gods. «We told you not to underestimate us», the Moon Goddess replied in a siren voice, slowly turning her eyes to observe Rudra’s pained expression, kissing Scarlet again as she maintained eye contact with him. She loved these moments: when the situation was in her hands and she was in charge, deciding and pulling the strings, and everything depended on her. This was the power she had always wanted to have: not over Carthage, not over peoples, but over her lovers. To be worshiped by them, to dominate them, to take them to the edge was a sadistic pleasure that went beyond that of the flesh, even if she herself felt the weight of that torment on the body. She and Scarlet wouldn’t continue much longer with that teasing, the effect they had obtained was enough and their companions were becoming really impatient and difficult to control; and they, too, were eager to join the lovers once their goal was achieved. They had played enough.

With a slow and fluid movement, and without their mouths separating, Tanit first slid her hands on the girl’s buttocks and squeezed them tightly, eliciting a moan, then took her in her arms and kissed her at the base of the neck, slightly biting. «You are very good, truly exceptional», the goddess praised softly as she carried her into the arms of Shiva, who welcomed his girl and hugged her as if for fear that Tanit would take her away after only one touch. «You had a great time at our expense», he murmured, giving the Moon Lady a burning look and a smirk that promised revenge, «but are you ready to be repaid? Especially you, Lady of Carthage... I know there is your mind behind it all, don’t fool me. You really love to play with fire, hmm?»

Tanit smiled more and more, the answer ready; but Rudra was faster and, grabbing her with all four hands, pressed her to him until she was out of breath, burying his face in her hair. More than before his desire was evident and imbued with irritation and animal hunger, ready to explode. «Shiva is right... you have to make it up to me, my beloved. And now I want to see how you manage to escape me again...», he whispered in her ear as his fingers unhooked and removed her jewels, leaving her completely naked, «try, if you can.»

The goddess only had time to cast a glance at Scarlet, about to suffer the same fate, that the Lord of Storms rolled her under him and anchored her to the soft blankets, squeezing her with his whole body and grabbing her wrists with two hands, while the others were free to caress, tease and slip where they most wanted. The moon was caged by the storm, a roaring, thirsting and demanding calamity.

The god knew his lady’s body well, by now not an inch of her skin was a secret to him: not a mole, not a single mark. For this reason, after playing for a while with all her most sensitive points, he suddenly attacked her hips, stroking them slowly and repeatedly, gently pinching them. 

For Tanit, nothing was more irresistible than being touched and grabbed there, so it didn’t take more than an instant before she began to squirm and pant, her cheeks redder and redder. In her mind all thoughts became confused, invaded by waves of pleasure more and more intense; and almost as if she wanted to get rid of them, she threw her head back on the pillows, exposing the neck.

A more than tempting occasion for Rudra, who attacked it repeatedly with kisses, and then started to go down her chest to reach the breasts, making her tremble under his tongue.

«R-Rudra», she chirped as his lips closed around her nipple, trying to break free from his grip; in response, the god tightened the fingers around her wrists and began to suck, enjoying every gasp and moan she let out, with the clear intention of tormenting her until she was exhausted. The Lord of Storms was delighted, every single sound escaping Tanit’s lips just made him sweat and grunt. His tongue dances slowly around the areola, while his right hand left the hip and started to torment the other nipple; then he freed the goddess' wrists and started having fun with her wet skin. He left a moan out after feeling her gracile hands reaching out his hair, and the soft strokes became hair pulls. Judging by the sexy and loud noises Tanit was letting go, he was doing a good job. Her voice was an authorization to his movements, which made him keep sucking on her nipple, again and again. 

The wet sounds echoed through the beautiful bedroom, making all of them shiver. Her siren-like voice was always tantalizing and not just the gods were affected by it: Scarlet started to feel more and more wetness between her legs, and the kisses her Lord gave to her neck just fueled her desire to the highest point. She moaned loudly when Shiva’s teeth marked it slowly, sucking the tender flesh as his right upper arm played with her soft thighs. «It seems like you enjoy it, hm?», Shiva’s low tone rang in her ears, a wet sensation made her tremble and then, the sharp teeth touched just a little of her earlobe. That panting voice mixed with Tanit’s and Rudra smiled, giving a glance to her eyes. 

He noticed her nipples hardening, just the same way as his dick. Suddenly, he stopped licking to pinch them in slow round movement. His bottom arms kept the beautiful and plush legs open for him, and another smirk appeared on his face, noticing how wet she was. «Is all of this for me? It looks so sweet, I’ll have a taste.» Rudra bent, leaving small kisses all over her sweet and plump skin. As soon as he found her pubis, his arms secured her legs to keep her still, he knew how sensitive she was: that’s why he enjoyed teasing her in such a way. Grabbing her so tightly would make her feel vulnerable when his tongue licked the round, pink pearl. 

She squirmed, moaning for the cool sensation as Rudra gave another lick, this time accompanied by a little bit of biting. Guided by her moans louder and louder, Rudra added more tension to the hot session, starting to suck on it as his eyes locked with hers. «Mmh… What is it, eh? Do you enjoy yourself, Little Moon?», a husky voice came from his mouth. He knew a storm was building up in her core.

The Moon Goddess was in rapture with the skilled wet muscle of her beloved Lord. «Oh my… Rudra…» Another subtle bite was given. Rudra’s teeth weren’t as sharp as Shiva’s but still the feeling was enough to tame Tanit. Her hips rolled up, trying to feel more of him as her hands pulled the raven locks of his hair. She wanted more of his sweet and rough ways of love. «More, Rudra… I want more… Ah!», she jolted, and Rudra moved his tongue until meet those sweet folds which called him.

Once again, Tanit pant loudly, enjoying the way her Lord worshiped her body. He knew how to embrace her, to tame her desires. But it was never enough. She loved to be at his mercy and feel their bodies rolling, sweating and intertwined. Right now she was lost of words, lips parted, eyes half-lidded and sweat running through her body. «Tell me, my queen… Mmh… Answer», his voice changed. He wanted to know, he wanted her to scream how good she felt when he ate her out.

No answer came, Tanit wanted to play and not giving Rudra what he wanted was the perfect way to join the game. But it lasted shortly: a finger slipped easily in her folds. He showed her a smirk, adding the second finger and still holding her legs with the bottom arms, while the other was free to roam on her body. It helped him to tease her clit easily and pump his fingers inside her. «If you refuse to talk, then I can make you answer with this», hunger and lust were placed in his voice, working her body. He adored her. 

Tanit's shaking voice increased with the pace of his fingers but still managed to reply his demands. «So good… Please, my Lord… Don’t stop. Make it harder… Hah! I’m going-»

But he stopped. A wide smile formed in his face, loving how flustered and upset she was.

As this happened, Scarlet was starting to struggle to keep her powerful Lord at bay, who continued to torment her sensitive earlobe for a while as all of his hands moved along her face and neck, stroking and squeezing his treasure’s beautiful skin. This felt very much like a sensual punishment, a slow, simmering torture to teach an overly bold and disobedient subject where she belonged. Shiva was hungry for her flesh and did nothing to hide it; on the contrary, he probably also felt pain from holding back, yet he continued to do so, in order not to give Scarlet the physical satisfaction she craved for.

The redhead sighed deeply, shaking under a shiver when two of the Lord of Destruction’s hands slid along her shoulders and the fingers began to run along her arms, the fingertips just resting on them in a very light caress. «A torment for a torment, my lovely bat. Some mistakes cost dearly, sweet girl», he whispered to her just before leaning forward, suddenly interrupting the caresses and giving her a slight push. With a small cry of surprise, Scarlet slid off the god’s lap and onto the soft blankets, and immediately afterward she found herself surrounded by his arms, ensnared by his burning eyes and triumphant grin. It wasn’t the growing pressure of Shiva’s body on hers that made the girl blush; not the arms ever tighter around her, tense not to leave to her even the imagination of being able to escape, nor the knee that slipped between her legs to keep them open and rubbed softly against her opening dripping with fluids and delights, nor the low, heartless laugh that only she could hear… but the shadows that suddenly began to dance on the face of her lover, making him look like a creature of darkness and secrets, an entity that has come from the Night itself to kidnap her and make her his, only his. 

Rudra had brought the storm even to the sky, for the sweet moon had fallen into the hands of black clouds which deprived the chamber of much of its light: and from that darkness neither the goddess nor the girl could find salvation, as it had come just for them.

One frowning and the other hesitant, both bent by the impulses they felt in their bodies but which their loved ones didn’t want to satisfy, the two ladies looked at each other for a moment; the next instant their respective companions grabbed their attention again by turning their faces to look at them, then both Rudra and Shiva burst out laughing. 

«You two will drive us crazy», the first murmured, leaning over Tanit's forehead to give her a kiss, before doing the same service to her mouth, «but we love you for that too. Come on, open your golden doors to me, my great queen, this time I'll give you all the pleasure you want», he said while wrapping his arms around the Lady of the Moon as he covered her chin and neck with more kisses, making her smile again.

Shiva looked at the two with a smile, then returned his focus solely to his young devotee.

Scarlet opened her arms without hesitation when the god stretched out on her body and crouched on her belly, rubbing the nose against the hollow between her breasts and kissing her skin. «Aaah, now what am I supposed to do with you, my little flower?», he purred, enjoying her caresses and eyeing her sideways like a cat, «I should thank you for always making me so hungry... but you’ll be able to hold on long enough to let me do it properly… or you’ll faint for me?»

«Do with me what you will, my Lord», Scarlet’s soft voice answered him, her eyes filled with stars and his same hunger, «I’m here for you.»

«And that’s what I want», replied the Lord of the Dance as he leaned on two of his arms and lifted his torso just enough to advance up her body, stopping when their two faces were at level, «and you know it, my adorable chick.»

«My Lord… I really love you», Scarlet’s arms passed through his upper limbs with a snake-like touch, until they were around his neck. She smiled, leaning to meet her Lord’s lips, eye contact all the time. Her lips parted a little, to allow his tongue to seek the wanted dominance of hers as always. A small pant escaped the red and plump lips from the human, as her hips made a slight trust against the god. He replied doing another one, playfully, he wanted to tease her even when she was already soaking between her legs.

For the friends gods, this was going to a crazy level and they needed some release soon. The body language never lied, and all the kisses, wet sounds reverberated through their room doing a perfect harmony for the heated session. Scarlet reached for Shiva’s hair, pulling slowly while her lips hid between his neck. Small bites and marks were left along the muscles, caressing the blue tattoo easily. Shiva grunted, using the right bottom hand to meet Scarlet’s hips. She was being naughty again and he won’t last a second more waiting for her.

She could read his expression when his muscles tensed above her, so the next she knew was a ripping sound, of course it was from her own clothes. Shiva surely liked to destroy things and he was serious about it. The thin silky fabric was thorn easily, leaving just some shreds around and a devilishly grin from the God of Destruction. Scarlet maintained her eyes on him, feeling how the hunger flames seemed to burn her alive with every single caress. Before he could take another step, she used her legs to trap him. «Lord Shiva… Do I give you pleasure?» Her question was just a fake concern, she just wanted to earn some time and enjoy his alluring voice while the plan started.

«Oh my sweet one, you know very well that you do it. You light up the flame inside me and make me feel in rapture. Just a little touch of yours can make me fall instantly for you… My devoted girl… You give lots of pleasure, love and kindness. So that’s why I want to take you to the next level every time. Are you ready for me?» A lascivious smile came from those plump lips, running his hands through the bottoms of his human girl. For him, patience was becoming zero and his breath started to increase, kissing her deeply.

Now, Scarlet reached for his strong arms for support. She knew that god was a complete steel man, his iron force would never let her go and do as she pleased soon. Scarlet stopped the kiss and took him between her small hands, «My Lord, would you let me take some initiative this time? I just want to worship you in every possible way… I want to be yours, and only yours…» Her voice was smooth, wanting to crush her own barriers and start to make a move for him.

The small left hand traveled down his torso, caressing the hard skin. All his muscles were tonified and tensed, his breath hitched when she touched his pelvis. By this moment, Shiva was completely lost in her, throwing his head aside and enjoying those touches. A small moan came out at the light pressure Scarlet put onto him and it became louder just in a quick movement she made. It was also hard for her, because even if it was just a few octaves, Shiva used that voice of his to take her to nirvana. Her thighs were sweating with the new posture, she above him and Shiva allowing the pleasure to increase. He was about to come when she stopped, another groan completely upset came out and she smiled, climbing to his body. «May I ride you, my Lord?» He was huge, she knew that but still, she wanted to take him, restrain his will and make both of them enjoy each other.

On the other hand, Rudra stared at Tanit’s body, running his fingers between the last jewels left on her. He took some of them between his teeth, just to play with her. The make out was passionate, they could feel it around their skin. The lord of Storms lined up with her body, a pair of arms on both sides of her beautiful and feminine curves. His eyes never let her break their connection. Then he said: «Sweet moon… Am I allowed to give you all the pleasure now? We both know this won’t last a minute more… I need to feel your beautiful body shiver under me. And I know you want me to please you, to touch and fuck you so hard…» last thing was a low whisper, while he placed a kiss behind her ear.

Tanit looked at him, her eyes shining like golden gems, filled with desire and adoration, and sat down, urging the god to do the same thing. Her hands slid up his chest in sinuous circular motions, finally closing around his breasts and gently massaging his nipples: she knew very well how irresistible it was for him, as much as for her to be touched on the hips, and stared at him, who tilted his head back and took a deep breath, his skin covered with new beads of sweat and two of his hands convulsively gripping the covers, the others closed around her wrists and trembling under the light torture. «Yes, I want you to take me», she replied, leaning her face against his chest and rubbing her nose on it, then kissing the hot skin, «I want to feel you inside me. You are so good at making me scream, and I have been too sadistic with you… so, take your time: you know how I like it, deep and slow. I am in your able hands, my only Lord: I am your love slave.»

Rudra clearly heard the slight provocative note in her words ― who really was the slave between them? ―, but he paid no attention to it, enchanted by her gaze as he was; also, the Lady of the Moon was quick to jump on the lover’s lap and, freeing the wrists from the grip, threw her arms around his neck and dug the nails into the nape. «Go», her honeyed voice murmured to him, the lips an inch from his and the belly rubbing against his muscles, «the moon wants to get full for you.»

This was the watchword: unable to hold back any longer, Rudra grabbed Tanit with all the four hands and pressed her against his chest, while she wrapped her legs around his hips and her moist opening begged to be filled. The god slid into his beloved moon with ease and both gasped as their bodies united, then he began to move calmly, pounding into her sensually and deeply, breathing rapidly while she seconded every movement with her pelvis. The urgency to give and take all the promised pleasure manifested itself in the iron grip with which they held the other’s flesh and kept looking at each other, inflaming the gaze with smiles and everything that escaped their mouths and bodies: whispers, cut words, short breaths, moaning and panting, and the Tanit’s sharp nails deeply marking the nape of Rudra’s neck and then tracing bright red roads along his back, making the skin quiver under the mix of pain and delight that the god was feeling.

Usually at this time, the goddess leaned her head on his shoulder or threw it back, snuggling against him or letting her neck be marked; in that night, however, she continued to stare at his face for long minutes, with the clear intention of seeing his every reaction, even if the continuous and well-aimed thrusts made her moans higher and higher and her eyes began to ooze gold and silver tears, as they always did when she felt an almost unbearable pleasure. «More», she whispered to her lover, «I know you can hold on… on… hold on for me. Do it for me, do it... please! Please, again! Ah!»

Without saying a word, Rudra surrendered completely to his own desires and those of his lady and leaned forward, laying her on the blankets and covering her with his body, harpooning the fabric with two hands as the others positioned themselves on the goddess’ hips to hold her in place. The thrusts became stronger and if possible even deeper, also favored by her fingers, still tormenting his back; and while the love making seemed destined to last forever and to grow in intensity, she was going to faint, losing all of herself, while the great heat she felt became almost nil and the nerves slowly lost resistance to consciousness. Never, never before Rudra fucked her dumb with such strength and urgency; and she loved every second of it almost desperately, fearing that she was only living a dream and none of this was happening: especially, that the god had never been real, that he had never loved her, that the happiness and peace she felt from when he had entered her existence it was only an illusion.

«Oh no, you are not running anywhere. Come back to me», Rudra murmured when he saw her eyes blur and detach from reality, leaning closer to her and slowly biting her lips; she gasped and let out a choked cry, wrested from her fears with the delicate firmness that only he possessed, and met his flaming gaze a short distance from hers, waiting for her return. «Your thoughts have to know there is no place for them tonight», he said with a sweet smile, pressing her hips harder and kissing her cheeks, mouth and neck, «you are all mine, you have to feel everything I do to you.» As if to underline the words he had just uttered, the Lord of Storms gave a stronger thrust, taking her breath away for the umpteenth time: and her body vibrated and trembled, making her realize that she was close to the climax and suggesting the same thing to the god. The belly of the Moon Goddess stretched out towards that of her lover, who slowly massaged it with one of his free hands, just pinching the navel, and then slid the other under her, to stroke her back and help her free herself. Tanit’s hands grabbed the ones pressed on her hips, and with a sigh she had her first orgasm of the evening.

«Good girl», whispered Rudra, embracing his golden goddess and slipping to the side to change positions and roll under her, without stopping pounding. «You deserve to dominate me. Come on, my lady, ride me as you like, the reins are yours.» A second orgasm followed soon after, but the series was destined to be long: Tanit had known for some time what to expect during her nights with the lover, his voracity melted her skin in shivers at least as much as the energies with which he tested her resistance.

«My love, so you really want to drive me crazy…», she murmured, taking two of his hands and bringing them to her breasts, as she let the others slide down her buttocks and squeeze them; before he could answer, she motioned him to stop for a moment and, in front of his delighted gaze, undid the ponytail, freeing the long locks and sending them sliding down his back and over both of their chest, and on Rudra's fingers.

«Look at my sweet lynx», the god commented, stroking her curls and bringing them to his mouth to kiss them one by one. He was the only one allowed to touch, caress and even lick them, a great honor for him, «we aren’t joking at all, aren’t we?»

She leaned over him and poured her hair around their faces, a soft golden curtain that separated them from all the rest of the world, even from Scarlet and Shiva. «Hmmm… I’ll be all yours, but you belong to me. And now, don’t you feel like you’ve been standing still for too long?» Placing her hands on his chest, Tanit rotated her hips and began dictating a new rhythm, immediately feeling shivers of pleasure invade her flesh and mind. «Leave it all to me. Trust me, puppy, mommy is here.»

«Tanit… Tanit…» This time it was Rudra’s turn to reach the climax: his lady’s hair lightly tickling his cheeks and neck, her nails gripping his chest like the claws of a hungry feline, her little mouth stimulating and testing his throat and his neck cords, the dance she forced him to do with her hips, every move added ever more uncontrollable pleasure: he was losing his mind and giving it all to her, the goddess was holding him firmly in her white hands and playing with him as she pleased, teasing him, slowly sucking away his lucidity. He, he was the true slave, and she the sweet and sadistic mistress delighted by every moan and gasp and murmur released by his lips. «Come for me, my Lord», whispered the moon siren, repeatedly stroking his nipples and receiving a louder moan in return, «come on, free yourself for me.» He kept chanting her name like a prayer and the grip of his hands tightened on her flesh, making her smile wider and stimulate him again and again. She was in heaven, at the pick of delight, and all this thanks to her great partner. «I love when you adore me in this way…», she praised him softly, then kissed him on the lips, «you really are the beloved heart of the moon.»

He came while she was kissing him for the second time. The goddess felt his body relax and distend under her touch, his hands becoming more delicate and gently caressing her; so she pulled away from his mouth to rub her nose against his. «Good boy», she fluted, stroking his hair and face, «you know that I love you more than my existence, right?»

«I know it very well… but I want it more», he whispered, panting heavily, his teary eyes full of love and veneration for his moon. «Please, love me again. I want to… I want to be fucked another time by your perfect body. Take me again.»

«How insatiable we are⁓» she laughed, standing over him and throwing her head back, her eyes sparkling with euphoria, «but don’t worry, I’ll gladly obey: I too want to feel you inside me a thousand times...» She stopped for a moment and glanced at Scarlet, who in tacit agreement replied with a silent look, «but first, there is something our little girl and I have to do… a present for you and our Lord Shiva.» Without waiting any longer, Tanit slid down from Rudra’s body and jumped to her feet, her skin covered in bites and love marks of all kinds, to then bend down to the ground and collect the jewels that the god’s ardor had scattered around. Her hands were soon filled with the golden chains with which she used to cover her body, and when she stood up, in her gaze there was a new light and a smile more similar to a grin.

«What... What do you want to do? Hey!» Shiva threw his head back, looking at the goddess from below, as soon as he saw her approaching him out of the corner of his eye; then he returned his attention to Scarlet, who with the speed of a snake and unsuspected strength had grabbed two of his wrists and held them tight, waiting for Tanit. «Don’t be afraid», the girl chirped, an innocent smile painted on her gorgeous face, «you will like it and thank us, later. Trust my words, my Lord.»

«Listen to her», Tanit went on, grabbing his other two wrists and smiling at him affably and warmly, «we will make you happy.»

«I don’t believe a word you―»

Both ladies bent over his face and kissed him on the mouth at the same instant, depriving him of any possibility of replying and making his eyes widen in surprise; then, the subtle click of a lock or something like that filled the air, and Tanit let out a silvery laugh. «Now try to move, if you can! Come on, use all your strength!», she breathed into his ear, lasciviously stroking his cheeks as she withdrew to contemplate the work, and Scarlet did the same.

More and more astonished and now also agitated, Shiva stared at his hands: a refined but very strong golden weave, the most precious gold Carthage had ever created and Tanit blessed with her powers and love, caged his wrists, tying them one to the other above his own head, effectively immobilizing all his arms. Firmly anchored to the ground, a long pin held all the chains in place, further limiting the god’s possibilities of movement, who was therefore completely at the mercy of the two. «What… What! Why? What are you two going to do to me? Answer!»

«You will see for yourself, Lord of Destruction», Tanit replied, throwing her hair back and waddling elegantly towards Rudra, who, propped up on his elbows, watched the scene with rapt eyes and a deep blush on his face, «indeed, you will both see it: you, and my beloved storm.»

Without putting up any resistance, Rudra suffered the same fate as Shiva, but he never took his elongated eyes off the goddess: thus, she had this in mind when she let her hair down; and probably, somehow, it was she who had goaded him into take off her jewels to later use them for a methodically concocted plan, woven together with Scarlet’s skilful mind. Those two… «Torture me all the time you want», he whispered as she closed her hands around his wrists, wrapping them in a cold grip, «but remember that sooner or later you’ll have to free me, and you’ll pay for everything.»

Scarlet smiled, then hooked all the chains to the pin, snatching a small gasp from him when she had to pull: now he was her prisoner in every way, unable to defend himself from her torturing fingers, and he had to accept whatever she would have reserved for him. «I’m not going to make you feel pain, fear not: you deserve only the greatest pleasure, and I don’t want to deny it to you. However, I also desire to fully enjoy your beautiful and strong body, so… so now get ready for a second session of warmth and love, as I promised before.»

«Are… are you going to torment me again until I am at my limit? Aren’t you?»

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[honeybleed]

summer breeze ⋆ rudra

content: fem!reader, canon-verse so set a little after rudra and shiva’s fight but rudra leaves to go watch the fifth round. no warnings just fluff and awkward pining, also time just flies in this so sorry if its confusing 😭

author’s note: this just a random one shot since when i posted rudra a lot of snv fans gave me love ehehe thank yew all

word count: 2.5k

The palms of your hands brushed against the tall plant stems as you walked through the evergreen fields. The soles of your bare feet scraped on the soil.

Some may think you were outlandish for enjoying the sensation of rough and dry soil grating against your skin, but you paid them no mind.

You’d come from turbulent times.

Days and nights filled with terror of the Gods battling for power and to showcase their tremendous strength. Earsplitting sounds of their clashes that resounded through the trees and mountains.

That sent women and children into absolute terror. It struck fear into your heart when they began their brawls as it shook the lands.

But it was finally over.

And now, you could aimlessly stroll through the grounds without cowering in your dwellings.

Your head whipped around to see the figure in the distance.

After his journey along side Shiva to Svarga, then his defeat, Rudra spent his time roaming wherever his feet brought him.

He had no destination in mind, he simply knew he wanted to explore more and more.

But he’d stumbled across this pasture with no livestock.

Just a woman who seemed to be absentmindedly twirling around, without a care in the world.

“You!” You called out, jabbing an accusatory finger at him. “This is my land! Stop skulking around unless you have business!”

Rudra snorted to himself. You were about as threatening as a puppy.

He held two arms up, the other two, so conveniently concealed by his large scarf.

“I’m a traveller! I harbour no ill intentions.” He called back.

You blinked at his calmness. Usually, people didn’t take so kindly to your aggression.

“Well be on your way! I have no crops for you. I doubt I have anything you’re looking for.” You barked.

“What if it is companionship I seek?” He questioned, with a smug smile, undeterred by your venom.

You had no clue what it was. But when a smile tugged at the corner of his lips, you felt your resolve wither away.

“From me? You don’t know me, I’m lower status.”

“I could care less about status. So? Will you let me try at least?”

“Try what?” You tutted.

“Befriend you.”

You had nothing to lose. To say he was easy on the eyes would be an understatement. Up close, he had the most beautiful features.

You were sure one smile of his would make you do his bidding, instantly. But as he entered your home, and sat on the shoddy chair, something was beginning to click.

“You’re not human, are you?” You finally stated after you poured him a cup of freshly brewed tea.

“What gave it away?” He questioned.

“The Herculean build in my small home.” You said, wryly.

“I am Rudra.”

You would be an idiot to live in this land and not know at least one of the thousands of gods. You knew of him. But you didn’t know him.

If he came across you when you lived amongst the others, you were sure everybody would’ve been on their knees or clawing at his feet.

But you didn’t share the same sentiment.

“I’m a mere human.” You began, cautiously. “What would the God of Thunder be doing in these fields. Or even my run down shack?”

“Your home is lovely.” He said, in a gentle tone.

You scoffed, besides yourself.

“Not for a deity.” You said, curtly.

“I’m not here to harm you. If you insist on knowing, then take a seat.”

As much as you tried, you couldn’t hide the anxiety stirring in your stomach.

“I’m not a God anymore.”

Your eyebrows furrowed together.

“…How?”

“I fought. I fought side by side with somebody I admire greatly, somebody I hold dear to my heart. I don’t even think I can give you an accurate estimate of how long we fought, it was so time consuming.”

“You fought for over one thousand days…Rudra.” You said, wistfully.

He choked on the beverage and thumped his chest with his arm.

“Huh?”

“I know this because for those one thousand days, nobody could sleep. We are used to ruckus and mayhem but when those of formidable strength clashed, it was spine chilling.” You said, not meeting his eye. “But go on with your story. What were you saying before I interrupted?”

Rudra gave you a rueful look.

He hadn’t an idea that the humans had been affected by their ascent to the peak. He cleared his throat.

“As we fought, an idea came to fruition. Though, this was my dream. To stand at the top. The further and further we went, I felt undeserving of the dream. It wasn’t born from a place of jealousy. I was at peace with it. So after we battled the thousands of other deities, there was only one more duel left.”

“…Shiva.” You whispered and he nodded.

“Shiva now reigns.” He said, in a honeyed voice. His smile, full of pride and delight as he said his name.

“You really love him, huh?” You snickered.

“Of course! He’s my best friend.” He exclaimed.

“So what of you? Any more brawls?”

“While I’m still strong, I guess it gets old after a while.” He remarked. “I wanted to see more. I’ve seen Svarga and met all the other Gods. I wanted to see the land of mankind.”

“And you somehow ended up in my field.”

“Somehow.” He echoed.

He didn’t want to scare you but he had been entranced by your beauty ever since he first mistakenly came across this ordinary field.

It wasn’t interesting to him, whatsoever. It was like the millions other fields he’d passed over his travels.

Tall stems, vibrant greens and bright petals. The only thing the unremarkable fields he’d passed didn’t have was you.

The incomparable beauty that made him awestruck.

Thunder scared you, very much. Which was ironic, considering the former God of Thunder was now a reoccurring guest at your home.

Rudra didn’t miss the way your fist bunched up the fabric of your dress, or how you gnawed your bottom lip.

If he wasn’t here, you were sure you would’ve ran to a corner of the room and hugged your knees.

“What frightens you about thunder?” He asked, genuinely confused. He wanted to hear it from your perspective.

He adored claps of thunder and flashes of lightening. It made power surge through him and stimulated him.

“…The sound. Whenever I heard it, it meant you guys were fighting and then the marketplace would shatter and collapse.”

You didn’t notice, you weren’t facing him. But he felt a dullness fill his chest. Completely unfamiliar to him. It weighed on his breathing as he stared at you with remorse.

“…I had no clue.” He finally said.

“I guess its hard to know what’s going on from afar.” You responded.

To your bewilderment, he made his way towards you front door and gestured for you to approach him.

“…No, Rudra. I can’t-“

“I would never force you into something you don’t want to…but please. I want to make up for me and the Gods selfishness.”

You obliged, despite the hesitance. His hand was outreached towards you, you slipped your slender fingers into his large hand.

He outstretched his legs so he could place you right in front of him. Then settled his hands on your shoulders.

“What are we doing?” You asked, meekly.

You were a resolute woman. However, your fear reduced you to a skittish animal.

“Close your eyes, outstretch your arms and tighten your muscles.” He instructed, voice firm.

“I still don’t get-”

“Just try…okay?”

You took a deep inhale through your nostrils and followed his directions.

“Next?”

“Think about the thunder.”

You pictured the grey skies that were previously visible to you and the flashes of lightning you were so terrified of. Your face slightly contorted in discomfort at the resurgence of repressed memories.

Suddenly, an ear splitting crack of thunder boomed. You almost jumped but Rudra’s sturdy grip on you held you down.

Your heart hammered.

“I’m here, I mean it. It won’t hurt you.” He said, lowly in response to the tremor in your voice and incoherent babbling. “Try it again.”

“What?!”

“You are in control of the thunder. I gave you the ability- no. My ability to control the thunder. So try it one more time, Y/N. It sounds unsettling but I promise you, it’s fine.”

You nodded at his reassurance, then did the same exact instructions he gave you before. A rip of power surged right through you as you now commanded the thunder.

Maybe it was due to Rudra’s omnipotence but it was almost as if the paralysing fear you once had had been whisked away.

“I know what mankind think. That thunder is anger or punishment from Gods but…I promise its not. It is balance, Y/N. Thunder balances the earth’s atmosphere.” He said, gently.

“You didn’t have to do this.” You said, releasing yourself from his grip to face him as the rain pelted onto the both of you.

“I wanted to. Really.” He beamed, as he cupped the side of your face then headed back indoors.

You clutched your chest. Your heart skipping a beat was an unfamiliar experience.

-

You swallowed thickly as you registered that he’d taken off his navy blue, patterned scarf that covered his arms.

His build was nothing you’d seen before in your entire life. Sure, you’d seen muscular men at the market. Strong from the laborious work of farmers, labourers and fishermen.

But the four arms was something that only belonged to the untouchable deities. They were portrayed in shrines and temples.

Depicted in arts you were lucky to even get a glimpse of.

Yet, here you were stood in front of the former God, trying your hardest not to buckle.

“Are you afraid?” He questioned, in a tender voice. His coral coloured eyes, glimmering with a sense of warmth.

As if he was understanding and it was okay if you were. He reached out to pull the scarf over his shoulders once again but you stopped him.

“No…! I’m not afraid, it’s just new territory for me..” You said with a nervous chuckle, trying your best to regain some composure.

You were never one to be swayed by brawn of all things but this was different.

“Okay.” He said, with a kind smile. “I’ll be on my way, now. Thank you for being so kind enough to accommodate me despite my unsolicited appearance.”

“Will you be back?”

He blinked, a little startled at your question.

“Do you want me to come back?”

“I don’t want you to go.”

He always knew what time you were going to go out in the fields. Whether it was to maintain the crops or simply do your mindless walk around.

You enjoyed his company. He radiated warmth, tranquillity, kindness. You just felt at home with Rudra.

He rested against the towering, aged tree. Hands behind his head as he revelled the shade and the view.

To him, watching you frolic in the fields was true joy.

The seasons changed, and it rained. It didn’t deter you. He got up from his familiar spot, and attempted to shield you from the raindrops.

You simply burst into giggles at his worried expression and attempted to lower his arms, despite his hulking height.

“Why not?” He questioned, slightly bemused.

“I want to feel the water on my skin. And the gust of wind. Even the wetted soil between my toes.” You explained.

“Humans are not immune to bad weather. You’ll get sick.” He said, attempting to reason with you.

“You are human too, Rudra.” You responded.

“No. I may have lost my jurisdiction as a God but I still have my power and strength.” He explained.

“If I get sick, I’ll get better. Don’t worry about me so much.” You said, voice resolute. You then turned to bound off.

“How could I not fret..” He said, once you were out of earshot. “About such a reckless woman.”

He liked that about you. He figured, that as much as he was dazzled by your beauty, your vim and vigor for life had secured him in.

You were so excitable over being able to leap around that unremarkable field. You managed to make it seem moving, somehow.

-

Much to no surprise, you fell ill.

“Surely, there’s better things for a former God to do then to babysit me.” You said, a little wryly as you blew your nose hard.

He seemed to take your bad mood in jest and ignored it.

“I’m partly at fault. I should’ve kept you away from the rain.”

“Rudra, we both know it’s my fault.” You snickered, as you shook your head.

“I’m not one to kick somebody when they’re down.” He said, gently as he placed a tray with a bowl of soup over your lap.

“Gods take cooking lessons?” You questioned, quirking a brow.

“We were regular people before we were Gods. Nobody is just born an almighty God.”

“Figures.” You scooped the soup into your mouth. Despite being under the weather with a congested nose, his soup managed to stir up your tastebuds.

It was one of the most flavourful tastes you’d ever experienced, you immediately whipped your head to face him, earning him a bewildered look.

“Is it bad..? I’ll start from scratch-”

“What? Rudra, no. It’s amazing!” You cried out, bad mood dissipating away. “You have got to teach me this, sometime!”

His cheeks flushed red, and he bashfully rubbed the nape of his neck with his signature, dazzling smile.

“You enjoyed it that much? I…Woah. I’ll make sure to teach you.” He chuckled.

-

“I have something I need to go away for.” He said, a little sadly.

“Oh. Well, do you have an idea how long you will be gone for?”

“I’m not too sure. The travel will be long and then…the outcome of the event depends if I have to stay long or not.”

“As long as you come back. This place is your home.”

“You’re wrong.” He stated.

“Huh?”

You felt the large, veiny, and calloused hands cup the sides of your face which took you by surprise.

“Rudra, what are you-”

“Y/N, you are my home.”

Your jaw went slack at the heaviness of his words.

“What do you mean?” You stuttered.

“My soul is at peace when I’m with you.” He said, gently still clutching your face. You began to stroke the hollows of his knuckles.

You blinked, taken aback.

“Really..?”

“Is that so hard to believe?” He said, with his gentle smile.

“…A little.”

“Is there any way I can prove it?”

“You don’t need to. I’m just a little shocked.”

“I’ve been captivated by you the moment I saw you. You occupy my mind so please Y/N. Allow me to become your home too.”

You figure it was only him. Anybody else saying this, you would’ve scoffed and rolled your eyes.

But everything about his presence was soothing. From his dreamy expression to his gaze.

The gaze that made you feel like the only person who mattered in this world.

He then bowed down to plant a tender kiss on the crown of your head as his hand settled on the nape of your neck.

“My home.” You echoed gently. And you could not wait for your home to return to you.

author’s note (again):

thank you for reading if you made it this far 😹💓

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Rudra is sometimes tired of Shiva's shit

Featuring my little sister who's tired of my IKEA jokes

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[evansuvamp]

Under a Lustful Moon pt. 2

🌸Pairing: Rudra x female OCs x Shiva 

🌸Warnings: mention of sex (oral, penetration, masturbation, fingering), kinks (restraints, praising, body worship), nudity, dirty talking 

🌸Notes: the reader is consenting! 

IMPORTANT: The authors (@evansuvamp and @riseofamoonycake) have chosen to write a fic with their respective OCs (Scarlet and Tanit), so they are presented with the names and features created by them; but the work can be read as a normal character x reader fic.

You can see the full pic here! Happy Valentine's Day!!

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Tanit grinned, climbing onto his lap and crouching on his chest like a cat, patting his chin and nose with a finger. «If you want to know… I’m going to eat you piece by piece, Rudra of the Storm», she hummed as her hands worked their way along every part of him, not leaving a corner untouched, «because I want to hear you call my name as I drain all the energy you have, and your every prayer has to be for me… sing for me, my beloved, sing.» One hand was quick to slide along his chest and cross the belly, overcoming it to stop on the intimacy already erect and quivering. The fingers reached the tip and began to massage it slowly, to then descend along the entire length, lightly tormenting with the nails or gently stroking, preparing themselves for a more decisive masturbation. Big drops of sweat begin to appear on the god’s trembling body, and he bit his lips hard and screwed up his eyes so as not to let out more than a pant; and at this vision Tanit laughed cruelly, clenching his dick in an iron grip and starting to move her fingers energetically. «I desire your praise and worship, Rudra… so, tell me: who is your only goddess? Who is she? Tell me now.»

A long moan came from his throat: it wasn’t like he wasn’t trying to control himself, but every single touch she made around his member was clearly an agonizing torture. Finally he gained some composure and looked at her, breathing heavily while answering the sweet command: «You, Tanit… Ah, you’re my only goddess, the supreme lady… Ah!». 

«Hmmmmm, look at him, my adorable storm~ you’re so beautiful wrapped in gold, more brighter than the moon!», she chanted, smiling and licking her lips, the free hand that stroked his chest with sinuous touches, «keep going, I'm waiting for your beautiful words.»

He jolted, full of excitement when her long and clever fingers danced around the testicles and gripped them with a little effort, and squirmed when her mouth replaced the hand and started sucking and licking the right nipple, slowly but ruthlessly. His body trembled as the feeling was becoming even more pleasurable, and she wasn’t going to stop her fingers and tongue so quickly.

The same fate came to the Lord of Desctruction, who made a louder sound than his friend, trying to free himself from the torture. Shiva was a moaning mess at the mere feeling of Scarlet’s skin, his breath gaining a quick pace from the view. He cursed and Scarlet looked up at him, while her tiny hands worked around him slowly, to tease him even more. A small grin was placed on the human’s face, trying her best to not laugh at the simple image of her strong Lord being so impatient and at her complete mercy.  «How is it, my Lord?» Scarlet’s voice was sulky, she knew Shiva was on his limit but the chains stopped him from any movement. His hips swayed from the feeling. 

Another long moan came from Rudra this time, Tanit was giving him the pleasure he craved for. With every wet kiss his Moon gave him, the Storm panted full of ecstasy.

Shiva found that voice sexy and couldn’t help himself from his own lewd sounds just after feeling the small tongue of his favorite human around the tip of his cock, he even forgot the question asked before. All in his mind was sinful, complete pleasure.

Both gods started to call their lovers. One voice was needy, bathed in heated passion and claiming the moon for her love. «Tanit… ah~, my Little Moon… Don’t stop, please… p-please», Rudra moaned, and she obeyed, not stopping herself nor the sensual laughter with which she stared at the entire scene, between a kiss and the other. Then, the goddess pulled away from his chest and descended completely towards his intimacy, starting to play with both hands on the tip while the tongue, this time, concentrated on his navel, surrounding and invading it with rapid and continuous movements, and then biting the flesh, leaving marks everywhere. Her words had been clear: she would eat her god piece by piece, and she was delivering on her promise admirably.

On the other hand, thank to Tanit and her own bravery, Scarlet was living the moment of her life: to see her Lord so needy and thirsty for her attention, driving him insane with a few movements and soft caresses, denying him the pleasure he desired and making him squirm for it, all of this was fantastic. For the first time she was the leader, the rules were hers, the control was in her hands: the satisfaction was great, a dream that became true. However, the girl knew well the limits not to be crossed, and she was very careful to walk on this dangerous line, listening to every change in Shiva’s body. Above all, Scarlet would never, ever disrespect him, she knew where she belonged and what she was doing was just having some fun, and the Lord of Destruction was enjoying her playfulness; but at the first hint of annoyance or anger in him, she would stop and satisfy him in every possible way. «You seem at your ease, my Lord», chanted the young woman, interrupting for a moment what she was doing to torment Shiva’s penis with her hot breath, «can I do anything more?»

The god narrowed his eyes and tried to breathe deeply, gasping and barely holding back the moans when he felt Scarlet’s tongue slide back around the tip and then lick from it to the base, slowly. The chains held his arms tightly, but they couldn’t stop his entire body from shaking with shivers and jolts of pleasure. «I want you, Scarlet», Shiva murmured, his voice broken by every action made by the girl, «be good, let your Lord take you and- Scarlet!»

Delicate and discreet, but to the ears of the God of Destruction as acute as an insect bite, Tanit’s laughter clearly reached him and prompted him to turn his gaze towards the Moon, who, while giving Rudra no peace or chance to breathe, found the time to throw him glances of admiration and satisfaction.

She didn’t move her eyes when Shiva burned her with his, nor when a slight grin crossed his face. She continued to stare at him as a lioness confronts her fellow, studying and provoking him, and it raised considerably the heat and made Shiva speak: «Laugh while you can, golden Moon: after this show Scarlet won’t have any consequences for her behavior, but you… you will entertain me for a long time, and don’t doubt, I’ll keep what I just said.»

«My Lord, do not turn your attention elsewhere: please remain focused on me.»

A brave quote for a human, you could say. The golden eyes fixated on the redhead, who was still working around him, but stopped her movements when both gazes collided. She was demanding full love from his lord, and Shiva knew from the way Scarlet leaned her head to his thighs that it wasn’t a simple and empty plea. His beloved human was being so patient yet so merciless at the same time, secretly enjoying the little amount of power she was testing. However, Shiva loved this new side of her, claiming her position and making it clear that he was also for her. A wide smile was drawn on his face, smirking at what she asked previously.

His nature told him to be a naughty god, but also he wanted to show her how deep was his love for her and obey. The restraining wasn’t helping him anyways, while the soft and wet muscle touched his tip one more time. Whimpers and loud moans started again, a foggy mind filled with lots of bucking movements from his hips. Scarlet fixated her chocolate eyes into his golden ones, a glossy pair of lips surrounding his penis’ length while her small hands worked the sore and tensed muscles of the god’s thighs. Wet sounds echoing through the brick walls. Shiva wished to tug the red hair, biting his bottom lip with the mere thought. Those innocent but serious eyes became even more harsh as the lust invaded them. It was a nice view, their skins were burning and it was even more obvious as the time passed. This demanding girl started to be a side that Shiva wanted to take. Half of his reasons were to tame that spirit, that violent aura emanating from her, but the other half just wished to be the tamed one. Another moan came, this time at the feeling of her tongue tracing the veiny member. «Ah! Scarlet… I’m gonna-», he paused, his chest rising. The furious sensation disappeared suddenly. 

«I’m listening, my Lord.» Scarlet grew a shiny and innocent yet mischievous smile and he hissed, such a good player she was. «I won’t restrain myself, love. You’re enjoying it, right? I bet you’ll enjoy it even more when I give you all my praises and pound inside you merciless…» Frustration was registered in that voice, and Scarlet was in fact, enjoying it. To be the one turning up his beastful side. She always thought she was a fragile little thing; so she wanted to prove it wrong and show herself as the strong human, the one capable of satiating the inner burning passion inside them. «You know me so well, great Shiva», she chanted with a gentle voice, sliding with her body over his belly and chest, clinging to his breasts and stopping only when her face was at the same height as his, then tilting the head to the side and trapping him between her legs, «and you also know how much I love when you, Lord, cum whispering my name⁓»

«Sca-Scarlet…» With a long and deep moan, at the sight of the girl slowly and repeatedly licking her soft lips and lowering the lashes over the dark eyes, Shiva could no longer hold back and finally came, too overwhelmed by her teasing to bear the torments one second longer, and threw his head back, breathing heavily while spams and jolts of pleasure were pinching the flesh all over.

Delighted, Scarlet laughed loudly, proud of what she had done; then, with speed and devotion, he retrieved a blanket to clean Shiva’s legs of his own seed, without however missing the opportunity to take some on her fingers and, under the eyes of the god, lick it and in the meantime make sure that he kept looking at her. Such a vision was enough for him to feel the arousement return and the intimacy hardened a second time, condemning him to be tortured again; and so the God of Destruction roared in a low tone when he saw the redhead crawl towards him and climb over his chest, to then start kissing every inch of his skin greedily, soon focusing on his nipples sucking and biting them while the hands tested his hips and arms, eliciting in him all kinds of thrills and gasps and the hottest sensations. «This time… this time will you let me take you? I want to feel your walls around my dick and paint them white, I want to devour every part of you.»

Scarlet didn’t immediately answer him, but first smiled and gave another bite to his nipples, making him squeak; then slipped a leg between his and rubbed her thigh against his cock, crossed her arms on his chest and leaned her chin on them, looking at him with the sly expression of a feline. All of his five eyes were wide open and he was staring at her intently, sifting through every change in expression and movement; and if these would have frightened many, Scarlet knew that there was still nothing to fear, no point of no return had been crossed: the secret was to play wisely on this thin line. «Who knows…», then she whispered, «maybe I’ll spend all this night and more this way, until you have enough.»

«Until you have enough…» Tanit repeated these words to herself, then cast another glance at Rudra: his mouth dry from the many sounds that escaped the half-parted lips and the body shaking and squirming, his eyes narrowed and full of flashes, he stared at her like a trapped animal but still dangerous, and who at the slightest opportunity would make her pay for all that he was suffering; and that look, together with the rapid breathing and the sight of his trembling legs, was driving her crazy with arousement. So, at that point the Moon blocked her mouth and hands and, as Scarlet had done before her, jumped on her lover’s body and positioned her wet opening in contact with his member, sinking her sharp nails into his hips. Her cheeks flushed and, with the sweetest expression on the face, she cast her golden eyes into those of the Tempest and giggled, moving further closer to his intimacy. «Before, you didn’t want to give me the satisfaction I was looking for... so why not make you beg a little more? You’ll agree with me that you deserved it.»

With some difficulty, Rudra chuckled and the chains jingled dangerously when he tried to pull himself up to get a better look at his tormentor. «But as you said before, you too want to feel me inside you one more time… So why hurt yourself? Sink into the pleasure together with me, and I could even give you triple as much, later.»

It was Tanit’s turn to laugh, and in response she passed a hand over his navel, scratching lightly and prodding it with her forefinger. «Hmmm, you’re really desperate for me, then.» Her delicate tone changed in a sensual one as a grin, black as the new moon, rose on her face. «And you are so adorable, so quivering and waiting for my mercy...»

«Come on, my Moon», Rudra called her, trying again to reach out to her with his whole body, «don’t abandon me, now that I’m waiting to love you…»

«You really ought to put that crafty tongue to another use, you know it very well... but I can forgive you this time», she fluted; but the next instant the goddess listened to him and gave in to the desires of both, so she positioned herself better and allowed the god to penetrate her, to then immediately begin to rotate her hips and dance according to the rhythm she most desired, dragging Rudra with her in the crazy circle of pleasure.

«You’re even more sadistic than before... what is it, don’t you really like that I didn’t give you a good licking?»

Just like a lynx whose name he loved to call her by, she clawed at his abdomen in response, keeping the grin on, accelerated the pace and pushed him to go along with her, enjoying like crazy the position that allowed her to dominate as she wanted, and threw back the hair that had fallen on her chest. «Don’t worry, everything will be arranged step by step... how are you, my beloved? Are you feeling well? Do I have to do something for you?» As deep as the contact was already, the goddess wrapped her legs around his waist and both felt their respective bodies weld even more tightly, and neither of them was able to hold back a small cry that soon became a moan. As before, Tanit felt her own thoughts coming and she began to detach from reality; and promptly he noticed it and called her back. «Hey, Little Moon... eyes on me. I told you, you have to feel everything I do to you», he said with a deep and gentle voice, bringing her back in an instant and urging the goddess to look at him. «Your lovely eyes... I want them to look at me all the time, especially now.»

Rudra gave another pull on the chains and they lost their strength without, however, being broken: the pin gave way and jumped off the ground and the golden grip that held his wrists released, allowing him to return free.

Stopping without breath, Tanit realized that somehow they had slackened earlier and that the God of Storms had been waiting for the right moment to proceed; but it was a fleeting thought, because his hands closed around her waist and hips and he rolled her under him, holding her so tightly against his chest that she gasped and, if possible, felt more aroused than before.

Rudra leaned over her face and gave her a long kiss, then moved to her cheeks and ear, tickling her earlobe with his hot breath. «You did very well, you know? You really drive me crazy when you act like the queen you are...», he whispered, making his abdomen adhere to hers while the lower arms slid over her buttocks and squeezed them. «But now I really want to be the one to dominate. You know how gentle I am when I do it, so let me love you…»

Tanit sobbed softly from the overwhelming stimulations she was receiving, both physical and mental, and she nodded with transport: she couldn’t resist him anymore, the only forces she had went all lost when the chains were released, almost an extension of her will that had declared the best for everyone and what she really yearned for, and there was only the desire to feel the body of her beloved god against her own, to be held in his arms and become his once again, as she had always been. It was she who trembled, now, to call him and crave for him; and he didn’t make her wait for long, because just as she had tormented him, so had he, and therefore the game could end here. «Remember, don’t run away from me, okay? Or be prepared to be chased by me…», he murmured to her lips before kissing her intensely and quickly descending along her body, getting out of her only to penetrate her with his tongue and finish what he had left incomplete while stroking her soft belly, breasts and thighs, giving heaven to both.

Rudra fixated his eyes on her. The mere sight was a complete masterpiece. Masculine upper hands praising the goddess’ abbs and her breasts, while his tongue played along with the sensations. Tanit was a sensitive one, he knew that and that’s why he tried his best on making different movements, so she could enjoy all his love. The tongue danced along the clit, slow motions testing the already wet flower, sucking at it as an infant who hasn’t eaten in hours. The feline orbs from his lover registered every single movement of him, making sure he was retrieving what he left before. A buck of her hips changed the pace, this time Rudra hold her thighs up, so she was completely exposed to him and judging by the soft moans of his lover, Tanit loved the new posture, just feeling the wetness overflowing. A little grin appeared on that fox-like face. He wanted to complete his task, but also to make it as nice as slow and follow her body reactions. Her chest raised one, two times trying to gain some composure even with the pleasure she was experiencing: Tanit tried to pull his hair, a sign that she enjoyed that attention. The golden hair fell over the rich and warm pillows the exact moment Rudra graced his teeth around the tender, plump flesh of her thighs and this time, the moaning became harsher, lovely and full of ecstasy. The thick male lashes hid just a bit the lust and hunger written on those eyes, but his actions spoke louder. Rudra stopped just to adjust himself and push the female’s legs upper. Tension was noticeable in her muscles, wanting to be released so badly and he knew that: «My Moon… You taste sweeter… How can it be possible to taste this good? Mmh…» a long lick came, facing his lover when doing so, looking for a silent answer. 

She held her breath, not wanting to give him the confidence yet, but her body spoke, small trembling all around the sexy woman. Rudra smiled, repeating the movement with his tongue and adding a new touch of his teeth gracing her flesh, and she squirmed, biting her bottom lip and cursing the skilled man.

Soft stroking came again from Rudra, his tongue working her even faster than the last time, feeling every single goosebump from Tanit. They both knew that she was close. The upper hands grabbed the breasts tenderly, cupping and massaging them with slow circling movements, and the right bottom hand played with the little bud of her womanhood, pinching it slowly while his tongue penetrated the sweet and wet entrance, enjoying the time there. Tanit covered her face because of the overwhelming sensation and couldn't contain the golden and silver tears anymore, begging him to continue: «Rudra… My beloved Storm don’t stop… Just… Hah~!» He understood, increasing the strokes and massaging her whole body. It wasn’t too long when he noticed a new wetness, a new taste and the screams of his beautiful Moon full of lovely pleasure. Smiling at her, he placed above her body to enjoy the beautiful face contorted in ecstasy: «Feeling good with my tongue, Little Moon?» Such a question was pure teasing from him, but he won’t deny how much he loved to be praised for his job, so he wasn’t waiting for her exquisite lips to reply the quote full of pride: «You truly wanted to torture me, making me wait for it… Yet you made it, your sweet tongue is a complete weapon for me.» 

Her fingertips wandered around the hard god’s body, smiling slightly with the afterglow. Both shared a heated kiss, indulging each other’s body and making a complete mess on the covers. Tanit attached her legs around Rudra’s hips, offering her whole body to the God of Storms, who didn’t hesitate and grabbed the fleshy leg of her, earning a moan against his lips from her. Soon, a new slick sound echoed just a bit when Rudra penetrated her once again, both of them loving that union. The Moon Goddess bucked her hips, feeling the manhood inside her so raw and glorious. Her left hand touched the right cheek of the male, remarking the purple marks tattooed there; he trusted slowly, allowing to recover the energy lost from that orgasm and then, both were dancing once again.

Shiva envied those two, already having a second round, but he also enjoyed the prize Scarlet had for him. Freeing himself too from the restraining chains, a wicked smile plastered on his beautiful face. The five eyes were communicating “danger” in every single instant while the female just bit her bottom lip. «Dear bat of mine, you truly made me wait too long…» Low voice whispering against her lips, eyelids half closed when a little groan came from his chest. He loved to chase her, and she loved to be chased. Adrenaline ran through her veins at the mere thought of him behind her. A big hand came to meet her scalp, massaging with little circles the line on her nape. Scarlet moaned softly, never breaking the contact eye, so Shiva smiled and brought a hand to touch her chin. «Look at you, all small and fragile and yet you drive me crazy… Such a good girl.» 

Last sentence was a turn on for her. She loved to be praised and feel the love in those words, that earned a smirk from the god. Both hands caressing her were followed by the second pair. Shiva was excited to feel her insides and his hips made it clear. «My Lord… Should I take care of you now?» 

He growled, showing his fangs but still smiling to her. «Yes, I want you to ride me. Show me how you have tamed this tiger, my dear.» He was positive about her skills, so encouraged her to do as she pleased. However, he robbed a kiss from her lips, a savage one, playing with her tongue. The hand which previously caressed her scalp pressed harder to make sure she won’t escape the fate of his plump lips. Gasps and moans resonated along with some wet clicks, product of the saliva exchanged between them. God’s body leaned back on the surface, enjoying the pretty female face from the new point of view. Scarlet smiled brightly, her hips lined up with his and made a slow movement, feeling just the tip of him. A low moan elicited from her red lips already sore from the hot making out, nails clawing the bare skin of his chest as she raised her hips again.

Another try and the redhead could push herself deeper onto him, giving a louder moan of pleasure this time. Shiva grew a bigger smile, hissing from the warm hug of her walls around him, enjoying those pretty eyes rolling to blank. His bottom arms embraced the flesh of her hips, moving just a little the hips, adjusting himself to the space. The last attempt of his lovely human came accompanied by a sulky, happy squirm which made the god even more proud of her. She was a fast learner and this was showing that. «Lord Shiva is too big… Hmm… Always fills me so well…» She claimed, feeling inch by inch of her lord caressing the deepest spots of her insides, Shiva grinned, happy of hearing such affirmation from her. A small squeeze made her jolt, it was the right lower hand of her lover that pressed her body even more.

«Dear, you always take it so well. Always make me feel too hungry… I wished for this the whole evening. It feels like glory… Feed yourself, my human.» It was an order, and she understood the command easily. Her hips rolled, adjusting one more time before starting a low pace of trusting. Shy as she was, her voice was louder than one might think and Shiva had praised her about showing her own desire, her lust and every emotion she had, though Scarlet made it often in the bed rather than other places.

«Come on, you said you will dominate me tonight… Hah~, dammit…» 

Scarlet increased the speed, bouncing over him with a vicious smile, drunk on love with his full length inside her. She retorted after licking her lips: «How is that, my lord? Ah~... Is that good? Mmh… So big… » she mumbled the last thing, making slow bounces now, taking him deeper with every trust and then speeding up one more time.

The God of Destruction was having a hard time trying to compose himself. This new face of his beloved human was a whole new experience. She managed to rail him like he wasn’t a big one. His hands pressed even more the flesh, roaming to her thighs and doing his best to control his hips, because the feeling was becoming too intense and he would take on his own pace right there. Yet, Scarlet took his hands, intertwining them with hers and stroking some kisses around the tattoos. Chocolate eyes fixated on golden ones, riding slower than before to catch every expression of him. Shiva’s eyes vibrated with sparkles of lust, loving the devoted care she put into him, another smirk came to his face but just when he thought it was one of the sweetest time with her, the lovely woman began a series of deep bouncing, lots of whimpers escaping her lips, filled with pleasure. 

She pulled away her hands and took some support on Shiva’s muscles, dancing on his lap like she was a snake, now all the girth was exposed every time she pulled up her hips and then she would sink almost completely. Shiva cursed again, feeling him almost near his edge: «Darling… I think I’m-» words were cut by a sudden squeeze, groaning in pleasure. He felt his mind becoming foggy, hips uneven and erratic. The woman continued with the fast pace, smiling faintly as ordering him to cum: «Come on… Fill me, my Lord… Do it!». She raised her voice, as another moan came, his eyes never breaking eye contact with her.

Not long after, the King of Hindu Pantheon came with a heavy growl, hectic breathing and some curses spilled from his mouth. The upper hands covered the ashamed face. He came before making her to, yet she was smiling after causing that on him. He recovered and brought her into a hug, asking for her beingwell: «Did I hurt you?» a red lock of hair was placed behind her ears and she denied shaking her head. «I’ll take care of you, my sweet doll, I want you to cum~.» He took the left nibble between the sharp canines in his mouth, taking advantage of her sensitive body which was still stuffed on his lap. Shiva breathed heavily on purpose, hissing from the feeling of the wet and tight walls of his beloved one.

Scarlet’s lips parted in a whole circle, feeling the slow trusting he gave inside her. Overstimulation from a previous high and new touches all over her body. The god smiled, enjoying the sweet moans she let escape. Human nails carved his skin, and that excited him again. He trusted even faster, pounding inside her rougher. However, his voice was like honey against her ear: «That’s it… Give into me, my little bat… Oh fuck… You’re such a good girl, yeah?» The woman hid her face in his neck, agreeing with her head to that praise. A knot started to build inside her, the right spot was touched and couldn’t contain herself from the pleasure. Not when her favorite god fucked her so faster, in the perfect angle and restraining her from any movement. She screamed in pure bliss, almost begging him to never stop. «S-Shiva! M-More… Hah!» 

If she wasn’t from his most devoted follower, he would punish that imprudence of calling by his name with something else, but the truth is that he loved how good his name sounded from her lips. «I’ll give you a prize, you have outsold yourself, darling… Come on, cum, cum…» 

A low growl was the last thing she heard, her whole body shaking from the intense climax while Shiva held her carefully yet strongly against him, left upper hand playing with her hair waiting for her to recover. Some fluids stained the purple skin of the god.

The other couple was relaxing from their climax as well, Tanit in the arms of Rudra and under the gentle strokes of her lover, breathing deeply and completely satisfied while the God of Storms talked softly to her ear and hugged her tightly, kissing her cheeks, forehead and lips. But then, the Goddess of the Moon grinned, poked Rudra on the mouth with one finger, causing him to stop, and cut the silence with a voice sweeter than honey: «I hope you both aren’t tired yet. We’re not done, my lovely gods.»

Both Rudra and Shiva gasped at these words, then looked at Tanit, the dangerous Tanit, who all evening had shown that she could weave splendid deceptions and torments and harness them as she wished, and who was now slowly releasing herself from the embrace of Rudra to stand up, but not before having given yet another long kiss to her beloved and having caressed his cheeks with adoration, to then recover a blanket and clean his and her own body.

«What more do you want from us?», the exasperated Shiva almost cried, clenching his fists as he grew more wary and cast a quick glance at Scarlet, who grinned slightly with her eyes narrowed and rubbed the cheek against his chest in the attempt to keep him calm, not worried at all by the situation. Obviously.

«You know, everything we did to you tonight was the fruit of both: I didn’t force Scarlet to obey me nor did she somehow snatch an oath from me… and besides, I don’t think you’re sorry about it, right? The bodies of all of us bear the marks of the most seductive battle they have ever faced…» Without changing her sweet tone or losing the smile, Tanit bent down to the ground and began to collect her chains and jewels scattered everywhere: in her hands they shone even more, sucking up all the light that she emanated from the skin and charging with colors never seen before, and seemed to come to life like the wishes of all those gathered there. «However, we still lack something to accomplish: because we always look closely at you, gentlemen, and we know what is stirring behind your eyes. Therefore, my love, Rudra, you will never be able to lie if I say that you would like to hold Scarlet in your arms, even if it were only for one night… or more. Or am I telling a lie?»

«And you, Great Shiva, sometimes you really can’t hide how much you want the Moon of Carthage», added Scarlet’s fluted voice, as she caressed Shiva’s chin and the base of his neck and stared at him with eyes wide open and full of fun.

Subjected to the gaze of their ladies, the gods looked at each other for an instant and both flared without replying. How had the two managed to discover something that only they had exchanged in confidence? Were they so bad at hiding feelings and impulses? And yet… and yet, though they were clearly at a disadvantage and continued to be so constantly, no matter what they did, it was excitement that ran through their veins. With a few words, their other half had managed to make them active and awake again, ready to assert themselves. And interested.

«We know that you have talked about it, that you are in agreement to try this experience, and we are with you. So, as a last test, you will have to get to know our most… loving side», whispered Tanit at the same moment in which she finished collecting her belongings and stood up again, making her eyes dance first on her beloved and then on Scarlet and Shiva, deepening the smile in response to the small grin of the first.

«You two are terrible», Rudra murmured as he propped himself up on his elbows and sighed heavily, then grimaced and gave up, «but you are also giving us yet another opportunity to push yourself to the limit, so why not? And you caught us, so I guess we have to pay fines...»

Scarlet smiled at him, then turned to the God of Destruction and patted his chest softly. «Don’t worry, my lord… you are in good hands. Lady Tanit will be able to take care of you very well», she murmured to him before touching his forehead with a kiss, laughing to herself at the feral expression that furrowed his face, to then detach herself from him and, following the example of the goddess, remove all traces of pleasure from both with the finest fabrics.

Shiva breathed heavily when he saw her move away to reach Tanit and embrace her with the same devotion of a child who asks for her mother’s caresses, and in response the Moon wrapped the young woman in her white arms and gave her a tender kiss on the cheek, then another on the lips. «Treat well the Lord of Storms, you know how much I care about him», she murmured in her ear but in a way that everyone could hear, stroking her shoulder and then turning his attention to the ruler of the Hindu Pantheon, who quivered even more when he saw her advance towards him. Tanit allowed herself a lot: her status as a two-faced Mother Goddess, sweet and terrible, protective and destructive, could not be set aside. The noble city of Carthage had revered her for millennia and her name was whispered respectfully everywhere... Goddess of Love, Goddess of Fertility, Goddess of the Moon: a proud, regal deity who knew how to command respect and put someone in their place. She was the granter of safety, nourishment, and pleasure; a ravenous entity who never failed to tease him with her looks and words with which she loved to charm, laughing elegantly and hiding behind her long blond lashes and curls, chin raised and the posture of one who knows she has no need to assert herself in order to dominate.

For Shiva, all this was more than enough to arouse in him the overpowering and almost uncontainable desire to compete together with that self-confident lady, trying to check and tame her as he tasted both her sweetest and wildest sides, sinking inside her soul with the teeth, the kisses and the fingers. «Hmmm, so the lioness wants to play again…», the god addressed her as soon as she stopped a few steps from his feet, his golden gaze lighting up with hers, then smiling and narrowing his eyes with a sly expression, making himself more comfortable on the blankets and intertwining two of his hands behind the head, while the others cross each other on the chest in a pose of apparent relaxation. «So? Why aren’t you moving anymore? Are you suddenly afraid of me, Little Moon?»

Hearing Rudra’s nickname for her through Shiva’s deep, sensual and provocative voice made Tanit’s eyes widen for an instant, then a slight blush covered her cheeks and a hint of a smile danced across her face. «You should be the one to be afraid of me… it’s you who will have to suffer», she replied, stepping back instinctively when Shiva sat up, his eyes fixed on her and the face contorted in a grin as his fingers dug into the blankets and squeezed them until the fabric quivered. «You say? Dress up in your jewels, then. I want to see you as you were before the Storm attacked you.»

Tanit knew what he wanted most: she saw it in the chest that lowered and rose faster and faster and in the ardor with which he had almost crushed the blankets, and in the haggard face. The god was burning so hot from all the torment he had been through during those hours that his fearsome heat was felt from a distance, but she was not afraid; she was more excited than anything else and for this reason she squeezed her legs tightly, trying not to immediately give him the awareness and satisfaction of knowing her as exhausted as him, and yet the body whispered caution to her. Shiva considered her the mastermind behind that evening and would surely try to make her pay, so it was best to play carefully and not fall into his traps and end up burned. «As the king commands», she therefore chose to indulge him at least in that: in front of his gaze that nothing escaped, the goddess refastened and arranged chains, necklaces and bracelets around her body, making sure that the gold intertwined and united in fine designs on the neck and chest, around the breasts and the belly, wrapped around her arms and thighs, encircled her fingers and ankles and went up towards the buttocks and back, disappearing under the hair and closing at the nape of the neck. A thin cage that clung to her skin like a perfect robe, tinkling and shimmering, casting light around and making everything it touched glow.

Shiva felt his breath catch when he saw Tanit in her precious, intimate dress, and slowly stood up. The moon and her goddess stood motionless and sighed a moment as he reached the latter and, unable to take his eyes off her, reached out all four hands and began to gently stroke the jewels ― and the skin underneath ― on her belly, arms and hips, going up towards the neck and taking her face between the fingers, gently pushing her to lift it to look at him. Even when wearing her heels, the goddess was always shorter than him; and now her large eyes stared at him with curiosity and expectation, waiting for his movements, as did her mouth. «Your heart seems to have gone crazy…», the god murmured to her as he took another step forward and brushed his chest against hers, «what’s happening, Great Tanit? Are you suddenly tired of fighting?»

In response, she took his hands and stood on tiptoe, reaching for his lips and licking them. «If and how much I am, I’ll leave it up to you to discover», she then murmured to him, before breaking away and gently pushing him back, to chase him on the blankets; and Shiva laughed at that gesture, slipped a finger under one of her necklaces and pulled her towards him, forcing her to advance where he wanted and to kneel when he did, then he lied down on his back and let her climb on top of him. The contact with the icy metal elicited a moan from him and his skin shivered from the intense sensation, and Tanit took the opportunity to rub herself against him, her hands free to run wherever they wanted and eager to caress, squeeze, linger and stimulate. «Great Shiva… will you let me explore your splendid body? The night is still long for you, but I promise you won’t regret it.»

«This is all to be seen», the god replied to those words as sweet as lascivious, clinging to her hips with two hands while another caressed her collarbones and the hollow between her breasts and the last one prodded her navel, «but if you’ll let me do the same with yours and play with your hair as long as I want, we could have a deal…» She smiled and started to look away, but he took her chin gently and held her still, urging her to look at him again. «Know that I want to see your eyes drip gold and silver like you did before, so I won’t stop until you become a fountain⁓ you can’t escape from me», he whispered then, a low vibration in his throat similar to the beginning of a roar and the lips drawn into the most perverse grimace Tanit had ever seen.

«I know, I know you will succeed… I never doubted your abilities―» If the Moon had ever had anything to add, Shiva’s mouth would have prevented it: and the Lord of the Dance wasted no time in closing her lips with a kiss and hold her tightly to him, savoring her tongue for a long time and making it dance with his own, leaving her free only when the breath failed her. Soon after, however, it was his turn to feel his breathing quicken and to sigh forcefully, if not to gasp, while Tanit began to attack his chest with her hands and teeth, letting her nails run along the muscles of his chest and abdomen, testing the ribs and kissing the nipples before sucking and biting them, greedily caressing the hips and waist, tracing deep paths that made the god jump and moan, he who never lost sight of even one of her movements and chased Tanit everywhere, without being able to stop her nor really wanting to. Each jewel she wore glided over his skin like a snake’s tongue, not to mention how the sharp nails stimulated and tormented him, combined with the tongue that patiently and slowly investigated and repeatedly struck where it found a sensitive point, forcing him to bite the lips and curl the toes under the waves of pleasure that assailed him.

The Lady of Carthage laughed in her heart at the vision of Shiva and the copious perspiration flowing down his body, as well as the tension of his muscles and how he shook the head; the god was so sensitive that teasing him was an immense pleasure, taking him to the limit and beyond was her goal. «Hmmmm… you seem to be in a lot of pain, Great Shiva. Relax», she prodded him, slowly scratching his lower abdomen and pricking his navel before preparing to go down even further ― and being immediately stopped by a hand of the god, who grabbed her face and lifted it up, enjoying the sight of her slightly confused look. «Am I… doing something you don’t like?»

The Lord of Destruction gave a small smile in the way that always made Tanit shiver with excitement. «You are enjoying yourself a little too much, and I want to join in the torment too. Come here», he then murmured to her, taking her hands and wrists and, when she was close enough, grabbing her waist and dragging her to him, making her lie down next to him.

In response, to show him how much he would have to work hard to bend her, Tanit clung to his right arms and started kissing and licking them, from the shoulder down, while he took the opportunity to make a wish come true: to stroke those long curls that now fell on his skin, sinuous as snakes. So bright, so splendid, he could finally have the opportunity to squeeze them and let his fingers run between them: the goddess let no one touch them except Rudra, Scarlet and whoever she loved, but now that he too had entered her spiderweb, nothing prevented him from taking his time with them. He didn’t miss how she jolted and stared at him when he placed a hand on her head and slid down, following the unwinding of the hair; and when that gaze became penetrating and intense, the god felt the desire giving him a violent stab in the sides and between the thighs, so that he freed himself from Tanit’s grip only to be the one to squeeze her, pressing her hard to his chest and giggling when he saw her reaching for his neck to kiss and bite it. «What an insatiable puppy…», he commented, inserting a finger into her mouth and watching her suck, «it will be a problem to make you obey― ouch!»

Trying not to laugh, Tanit released Shiva’s finger only to contemplate the marks her strong bite had just left on it, then licked them as if nothing had happened as she raised her big eyes to the deity’s face, fluttering her eyelashes with ostentatious innocence.

Shiva remained perfectly still for an instant; then his head shot forward and the goddess experienced the most angry and voracious kiss she had ever received. All four hands squeezed her with such force that the god could hear her catch her breath, then each of them sought a point to attack and began to work on her breasts, buttocks, hips and thighs, forcing her body to quiver and gasp with every squeeze and her voice dropping to moans and sobs and whines. Most of the jewels fell off or were pulled off and unfastened, exposing Tanit’s hot, sweaty skin to the onslaughts of the king of the Hindu Pantheon. «We’ll see who’s in charge here…», was what she heard as he grabbed her hair with one hand and tugged at it just enough to cause her to throw her head back, then he quickly trailed down her chest with his mouth and closed the teeth around a breast.

Tanit cried out in surprise, pleasure and subtle pain she felt, digging her nails into the god’s back as he now sucked on the nipple like a child and bit lightly, then wrapped his tongue around it. The two lower hands instead took her thighs and, spreading them, allowed the only one left free to slip inside them and begin to caress and tease her labia majora.

The Moon didn’t bother to hold back any moan while Shiva now rubbed her opening energetically and moved to the other breast to give him the same treatment as its twin, but she didn’t let him do it freely either: and while one hand remained attached to his back, the other moved on to his penis and closed around it, starting to massage it.

Shiva jumped and stopped, staring at the goddess; she did the same thing, the breath broken with excitement, then they leaned towards each other and exchanged a kiss that was sweeter and slower than the previous ones, without however taking their hands off each other’s body. «I really liked what you were doing», Tanit whispered, licking the god’s lips and rubbing her nose against his, «why don’t you keep working on me?»

The Destroyer laughed in his soothing low tone, then bit her earlobe and licked up the small drop of blood that oozed out. «Hmmm, and you were about to start something interesting… shall I continue if you do too, honey?», he replied, sliding a hand through her hair and then stroking her cheek and chin; and as soon as Tanit smiled and began to move around his intimacy again, he respected the pact and penetrated her warm, swollen lips with two fingers, teasing everything in his path, while kissing the goddess again. The muffled moans that immediately rose from their mouths sanctioned that sort of heated, quivering accord between them.

And while all this was going on, the other couple had also started to get to know each other; more calmly and without the instinct to dominate one over the other, Scarlet and Rudra had cuddled up in their respective arms and were gently caressing each other, taking a breath after the previous intercourses and letting their skin react under the reciprocal attentions. The quickened breathing, the whispers and vocal outbursts of the others made them smile, but they did not allow themselves to be conditioned by them.

Scarlet narrowed her eyes as Rudra kissed her forehead and cheeks for the umpteenth time, melting under the warm hands that caressed her back and arms, and in return reached out to feel the Lord of Storms’ shoulders and chest, as if she had yet to realize that she was in the arms of Rudra, the companion of the Great Tanit; then, suddenly, a mischievous smile full of curiosity furrowed her lips and the fingers began to be less delicate, lingering more and more on the flesh of the god as they probed it.

Rudra winced when he felt the girl’s nails pinch him, then he grinned and took Scarlet’s face between two hands, without hurting her: «Will you torture me like Tanit did?», he murmured in a low voice, the tone that contained everything, except innocence; and the redhead smiled, slightly softening her gaze. «No, Great Rudra… I think you have already suffered enough, for tonight; and my Lady does not want to see you bear more than is fair», was the shrewd reply that prompted the other to laugh heartily and to hold the human more tightly against him. «As the little one wishes. But remember, there’s no hurry: you don’t have to get hurt either», he whispered, then brought his face close to hers and kissed her passionately.

The little human quivered a little, feeling the strong arms around her. The Storm was careful as well, covering her with lots of affection and soft caresses. Scarlet felt safe around him, even when he was taller than the Destroyer, he was more calm and relaxed, never hurrying them. Lips locked and a playful tongue made the passion flow and increase; the tiny hand of Scarlet traced small figures around the upper arms of the god, where the blueish ink once stayed, then pressing his skin just a bit. Just when lungs needed some air both stopped and looked at each other. «Dear Lord, would you mind if I ask you where you want to be touched?» Her voice was careful not to make it awkward nor pressure him.

He smiled brightly and adjusted their positions so both were comfortable and spoke: «Since you’re asking about it, I can tell you that my skin is fully touch-starved. I enjoy feeling the slightest and soft kiss and also the most rough and nasty scratching on my back… But if it was up to me, my neck and my chest are the better place to start. » He grinned a little, waiting for her reaction.

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