Sex God Saga Ch. 35 - Sex Stories

Sex God Saga Ch. 35

... can take compliments," Keith said, mock-offended. "I can be warm and vulnerable and I'll beat the shit out of anyone saying otherwise."

"Love you," Theo said and leaned in for a kiss.

He'd expected to scare the man away, perhaps make him take a step aside, but Keith offered his cheek.

Sacred clapped once. "Get to work or I'll have to talk to my therapist about jealousy."

"You can have a kiss, too," Theo said.

"Not unless I'm balls deep inside you."

"Hm, I'll remember that."

They stepped off the path and through the Veil that kept the abandoned place out of Baseliner sight.

The sky was darker on the other side and the closer they got to the shack, the more the sun faded until it was night.

Unlike the real sky, this demiplane's sky was clear. The darkness was penetrated by glinting lights in banners above, more numerous than the naked eye could see in the real Milky Way. Desdemonos was a god of the starry night.

Someone stepped out of the shack.

A vaguely female figure in a simple dress, covered entirely in gem stones that sparkled more than the demiplane's light should have let them. Her face was equally shiny, her eye balls round gems.

"Uh, you're not Desdemonos," Keith said.

"I'm passing through," the unknown Outsider said. "The god of this place agreed to let me rest here. Isn't it beautiful?"

"It... is," Keith said. "So you're a muse or jewels? Gems? Sparkles?"

"Thereabout," she said. "I can teach you about those stones. How to ...

... treat them, how to handle them. Where to find many that mankind has not stumbled upon."

"I'll pass that on to folk who might find the price worth it," Keith said. "Have you been named by one of us yet?"

"No."

"Oh, wow. Newbie. Do you have, like, permission from the Ferryman to be here? Or a writ by the Scribe?"

"No."

"I... You know what, jewel lady, we'll summon the god of this place and make him deal with it. Sacred, slave boy, unpack the beacon. I'll see if I can find signal and shoot the Mage Tower a message."

Theo leaned in to whisper. "Is this an issue? Is she dangerous?"

Keith smiled wide. "Probably not, but this is quite a rare treat. This stuff is why I'm never going back to Baseliner life.

He placed a kiss on Theo's cheek as he passed.

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FRIDAY:

Theo was slightly squeezed between the titanic Sky, Paris and Kingsley.

The leader of the Lunar Tempest had offered to make it up to Theo any way he could since his compromised muse had been the reason for quite a scare.

Paris still held somewhat of a grudge on his slave's behalf but that hadn't stopped an orgy from happening.

Theo was basically threaded into his master's limbs, Kingsley's deadlocks tickling the blond's shoulder. It would have been an uncomfortable, sweaty mess if it wasn't for Midnight napping as a gray fur coil in Theo's blanket-covered lap, oozing magic coziness.

Sky was sitting with his back against a pillow, typing on a phone he had owned for all of ...