Hello good people and welcome back.

Whelp, things are looking up! Bell's on the way back to both his health and a restored reputation and has a new level to sweeten the deal even more. Truly things are looking up...or are they?!

Just kidding. No, I won't be throwing you some heartbreaking curveball this chapter. Nope. In fact, I'm giving you enough citrusy sweetness to choke a dragon. You're welcome!

Teasing and jokes aside, I hope you enjoy the chapter and I'll see you at the end.

I do not own Danmachi

Sunlight permeated through the room in great and magnificent splendor, adding to the euphoric air of optimism that now filled Hestia's heart to bursting.

Things are finally looking up, she thought as she looked out onto the city that was slowly getting back on its feet.

Turning her eyes back to her bed, she strode over to it and looked down on the pieces of parchment that held her children's statuses.

"Look how strong my kiddos are," she said proudly, hands on her hips as she took in their statuses.

The first status her sapphire eyes fell upon was that of her rambunctious and wickedly clever prum.

"Liliruca Arde, you really have grown haven't you?" the goddess said aloud as she began to read the young woman's stats.

Liliruca Arde

Level: 2

Strength: H111

Endurance: H261

Dexterity: G408

Agility: D038

Magic: C007

Abnormal Resistance: H

Skills:

-Artel Assist

-Command Call

Well done, Supporter-kun, Hestia thought before turning her gaze to the status of her resident smith and lover of her best friend.

Welf Crozzo

Level: 3

Strength: I008

Endurance: I022

Dexterity: I021

Agility: I001

Magic: I000

Blacksmith: G

Abnormal Resistance: I

Skills:

-Crozzo Blood

-Veritas Burn

I should have you work on your endurance more. Hephaestus has been waiting for a real lover for a long time and deserves someone who can satisfy her, the virgin goddess teased mentally, though her own suggestiveness warmed her cheeks a bit.

Next to draw her eye was the Hestia familia ninja.

Yamato Mikoto

Level: 3

Strength: I045

Endurance: I024

Dexterity: I021

Agility: I046

Magic: I004

Abnormal Resistance: H

Skill:

-Yatanoshirogarasu

-Yatanokurogarasu

It'll be a shame to lose you when this year is up, Mikoto, but you deserve to be back with Take and you'll be a great asset to your familia.

Her eyes shifted to the Hearthfire Manor's loveable ball of fur.

Sanjouno Haruhime

Level: 2

Strength: I007

Endurance: I103

Dexterity: I155

Agility: I150

Magic: C025

Abnormal Resistance: I

Skills:

-Mikuzumenohou

In some ways I'm glad that her stats haven't shot up. Poor girl's not a fighter or battlemage, as useful as her magic is in a fight and seeing her stats rise is a little sad when she's so opposed to conflict. Then again, I did hear about her little cursing spree against Dionysus so maybe she has more fight in her than I thought.

Hestia moved from the foxgirl to said girl's "big sister".

Aisha Belka

Level: 4

Strength: C133

Endurance: C040

Dexterity: C129

Agility: C130

Magic: I022

Hunter: G

Fist Strike: H

Abnormal Resistance: G

Skills:

-Lioness of Babylon

I can't say I really like that skill of yours, Aisha-kun. I mean 'User's stats rise when facing an opponent they desire. The greater the desire the greater the rise.'? That's a little bit… her cheeks reddened, much.

Moving on to someone notably less shameless, Hestia turned to her familia's singular and exceptional elf.

Ryuu Lion

Level: 5

Strength: C453

Endurance: C089

Dexterity: B977

Agility: A024

Magic: B167

Hunter: F

Abnormal Resistance: F

Magic Resistance: H

Skills:

-Fairy Serenade

-Mind Load

-Aero Mana

-Astraea Varmas

Geez, I know I've seen your status before Ryuu-kun, but it really is something seeing all those skills. You have as many as Bell and that's really something. However… she turned her eyes, there is somebody who has a freaking ARSENAL of skills.

Achilles Caesar

Level: 8

Strength: H901

Endurance: H505

Dexterity: I990

Agility: H900

Magic: H617

Sword Mage: B

Hunter: G

Abnormal Resistance: A

Magic Resistance: C

Escape: G

Initiative: F

Chain Attack: G

Strong Body: F

Skills:

-Unrelenting Endurance

-Magical Arsenal

-Lover's Rejuvenation

-Familial Heart

-Sword Champion

-Second Chance

Geez, one of them's even called "Arsenal", the goddess thought with some amusement. Now let's see… "Unrelenting Endurance" allows him to keep going for days on end without eating or sleeping, though it makes him a ravenous wolf when he finally does eat. "Magical Arsenal" allows him to bypass the limits on spells and collect as many as he can master. "Lover's Rejuvenation", how did that one go again? "Thoughts of your lover will heal your wounds at an accelerated pace and give you the strength to fight on and return to their embrace.". A little cheezy, but I like cheese so, she shrugged. "Familial Heart", her eyes softened. I like the idea of someone literally getting stronger when they're fighting with or for their familia. "Sword Champion". User gets a massive buff when using a sword. Buff is increased further if they are facing a more powerful enemy. That just leaves… she turned to the last skill which may have been the most extraordinary of all the skills. A second chance at life…if you want it badly enough.

All in all, Achilles had one of the most impressive status sheets that ever could exist. In some ways she found it even more impressive than her dear Bell-kun's.

Thinking of which, her smile grew so that it shone as brightly as the sun as she picked up her beloved captain's status sheet.

Bell Cranel

Level: 7

Strength: I000

Endurance: I000

Dexterity: I000

Agility: I000

Magic: I000

Luck: E

Abnormal Resistance: E

Magic Resistance: H

Escape: F

Chain Attack: H

Fire Immunity: A

The "Fire Immunity" was a bit of a surprise though I'm a little afraid to ask how he got that, she thought, thinking back to his first status update after his rescue. She quickly shook those dark thoughts aside and continued to his skills.

Skills:

-Liaris Freese

-Argonaut

-Ox Slayer

-Wrath of the Dragon

-Indomitable Will

Look how strong you've gotten Bell, she traced her fingers softly over his name. Finding you was the best thing to ever happen to me and I will be grateful that you are my captain for the rest of my immortal life.

She leant down and kissed his name before placing the parchment down next to the others.

"Alright, time to go see how everyone's doing!" she declared before rushing out of the room with a heart full of joy and hope.

"Good job today everyone, Orario's already looking better," Finn complimented.

"Not like it could look any worse," Bete replied grouchily.

"Can't you be happy even once in your life?" Tione demanded.

The werewolf grumbled before returning with, "I'll be happy when everything's rebuilt."

Those around him smiled and a few, such as Gareth nodded.

"As we all will be," the dwarf stated. "Now, we've had a long, tiring, and fulfilling day, so it would be wise if we got some rest."

Everyone was quick to agree and began to split along familia lines. However, there were a couple exceptions.

"Hey Hestia, do you mind if Welf comes home with me tonight? It's been so long since he's visited I'm worried he'll forget what his old place looks like," Hephaestus requested.

The hearth goddess cocked her head to the side.

There's something off in the way she asked that, Hestia turned to Welf who looked a bit confused himself at first before his eyes widened, his cheeks warmed, and a loving smile grew on his lips. Ooooh, she realized. I guess my joke from earlier was a bit more spot on then I thought.

"Sure, I don't mind him staying over for the night," she smiled.

Hephaestus, knowing her intentions were clear, blushed, but thanked her friend before she and Welf headed off together with a smirking Tsubaki following not-so-closely behind.

"Hestia, would you mind if Mikoto also spends the night at our home as well?" Take asked as calmly as he could, though his fidgeting revealed his intentions were of the same ilk as Hephaestus's.

"If Mikoto is alright with it, I have no issue," Hestia answered, smiling at her friend.

"I would love to stay the night, Takemikazuchi-sama. It's been too long since I've seen our old home," the adventurer readily agreed.

Our home, Take thought as his soft eyes landed on the young woman.

"Then let us be off."

Mikoto joined Chigusa and Ouka who were both pleased at the chance to go home with her again. Take was about to join them when Hestia quietly called out to him.

"Treat her right, Take. She deserves it."

He turned back to her and his eyes afire with determination and affection, nodded.

"Of course. I love her and will never hurt her."

"Good, now go get her tiger," Hestia commanded.

He chuckled and, blushing, joined his familia.

"My my, it seems like something's in the air," Riveria said as she watched the exchanges from a distance.

"The world has finally calmed down enough for us to take a few moments with those we love," Achilles replied before his electric eyes turned predatory and he leaned down so that his lips were right next to her ear. "And I'd rather like to take more than a few moments to show you my love," he whispered.

The High Elf shivered as her cheeks exploded with color.

"I-I," she turned to him, "I can agree to that."

Still smiling, Achilles took her hand and slowly began to pull her towards the Hearthfire Manor.

I suppose I shouldn't expect to see her until late tomorrow, Finn thought with a chuckle as he watched his favorite High Elf head out. His smiled suddenly dropped though and was replaced with a serious expression. Then again, he turned to the amazon at his side, maybe it's time I take a few moments and show the one I care about what she means to me.

"Tione."

The amazon spun around.

"Yes Finn?"

"Would…" he blushed before taking a deep breath and gathering his determination. "Would you like to spend the night with me?"

For a few short, but tense moments, she did not respond and he was worried that he had overstepped with such a direct request, only for his beloved amazon to suddenly launch forward and cup his face with her shaking hands.

"Are you asking me what I think you are?!" she cried.

After taking a few moments to get over his surprise, Finn smiled through his smooshed cheeks and nodded.

"Yeah."

That was more than enough for the young woman who quickly smashed her lips against his, dominating his mouth for a few moments, before lifting him off the ground and running towards the Twilight Manor.

"GOOD NIGHT EVERYONE! SEE YOU TOMORROW…NIGHT!"

And just like that, Tione was gone, leaving behind a group of bewildered and highly amused adventurers and deities.

"Is this what people mean when they talk about 'death by snu snu'?" Ais asked with an adorable cock of her head.

Bell and the others turned to her and, after a moment, burst out laughing.

The moment Achilles and Riveria were in his room, they smashed their lips together as their hands grabbed everything and everywhere they could.

"Gods it's been…ha," Riveria tried to say before being pulled into another kiss, "too…ah, long."

"Yes," Achilles agreed as he worked to get her cloak and clothes off while she did likewise with him. Soon, she in nothing but her black under armor, which prompted Achilles to begin groping her breasts, tweaking her nipples over the cloth until she moaned in bodily euphoria, However she quickly continued her own task and after all but tearing his shirt off, she found the sight of his neck far too tempting to ignore and struck out, lips first, and latched onto it.

"Ah fuck…ugh, Riveria," he groaned as his hand came up to tangle into her hair while his eyes closed in pleasure. "Shit…ha…I love it when you mark me," he sighed before a particularly hard suck on his neck made him growl in desire.

"Do you?" his elven lover asked, her jade eyes shining with seduction.

"Yeah. I fucking…ah," he groped her perfect ass with both hands, making her gasp, "love it when you put hickeys on me."

Reveling in his confession and the feeling of his greedy hands all over her body, Riveria grabbed her lover and with surprising strength, threw him onto the bed before climbing on top of him.

"Then I'm going to mark every…single…inch of you," she vowed before she began her assault anew.

Achilles lost himself as her lips latched onto every inch of his skin. His neck. His ears. His chest. His stomach. Even his scar couldn't hide the red and purple blemishes she planted on his skin as she slowly drew lower and lower.

Finally, when her beloved human was nearly drunk on her kisses and markings, Riveria drew to her next and main target.

Unbelting him, she quickly pulled down his pants and underwear, exposing him entirely to her and making her simultaneously purr in delight and growl in want.

"Sun and stars, it has been far too long since I've gotten to gaze upon this, my handsome, strong, delicious champion."

Her choice of wording soon proved to be more than simply metaphorical as not a second later, she opened her mouth and swallowed him.

"Fuuuuuuck," he groaned as every muscle in his body tensed in sheer rapture as his princess began to suck, lick, and gently nibble his cock. "Shit shit shit," he growled as one hand gripped the bedsheets in the desperate hope of holding onto his sanity while the other once more tangled up in her long locks. However, the pleasure was so overwhelming after such a long dry streak that he could barely stop moving and his finger accidentally brushed against her ear, making her moan straight into his manhood.

"Fuck," he cursed again, before his eyes shot down to her and found his hand against her ear and realized what happened.

A champion should please his princess, shouldn't he? He thought with a smile before both his hands came up and softly began to stroke both her long ears.

"Aaaaaah," Riveria moaned as her eyes rolled up and her lover's cock nearly fell out of her mouth. "A-Achilles," she tried to say before she moaned again.

"You shouldn't talk with your mouth full, Your Highness," he teased as he continued to stroke her ears with loving softness.

Had she been in a clearer state of mind, the vice-captain of the Loki familia might have countered or teased her lover back, but Achilles was far too good at pleasing her and pushing her most sensitive buttons, so she simply got back to pleasing him with her mouth.

Their foreplay could only last so long though, both were severely behind on their love-making quotas and were ready to burst the moment they entered the room. As such, it was not long at all before the moans got louder and the breathing heavier.

Shit, I don't want to go over the top alone, Achilles mentally hissed as his climax drew near.

Acting quickly, he brought his hands up to the very tips of his lover's ears, the most sensitive spot on them and perhaps the single most intense erogenous zone he could hit without full-on intercourse.

The result was immediate as Riveria's eyes turned nearly completely white as her eyes rolled back into her skull and she moaned for a good minute straight into her lover's manhood.

That proved to be more than enough to finish him off and the ex-Zeus captain moaned in release as his beautiful elven mage swallowed his seed like a woman dying of thirst, near pleasure-induced coma be damned.

Achilles's hands dropped back to the bed as he caught his breath.

"Damn I've missed that feeling."

"So have I."

Before he could even look up, Riveria – now somehow devoid of her upper armor so that she was now completely naked – shot up to the bed and placed her beautiful pale body above his.

"But I am far far from satisfied, Achilles Caesar. You fucked me four times our first time together and I expect at least twice that many times after such a long time without this beautiful and virile cock," she punctuated this by grabbing his manhood and brushing it against her dripping lower mouth.

"I'm certainly not…mmm…against that idea," he replied, "but are you sure you can handle that, Riveria? You were more than a little tuckered out after our first time together."

"I am a level seven now, in case you forgot," she stated regally, "and even more importantly, I have been without your body for weeks, suffered several near death experiences, and nearly lost you. Eight times is, if anything, the bare minimum of what I'm expecting from you today."

He smiled at and grabbed her hips.

"Then why don't we shoot for ten, Princess?" he suggested.

She smiled back then placed her hands on either side of his head and leaned down to kiss him. It was a sweet, loving kiss that made both feel the true extent of the adoration they shared for the other. By comparison, the near fiendish smile she gave him when she pulled back, was pure lust.

"Sounds like a plan to me."

With that she fell on his dick.

"Gooooods…fuuuuuck," Achilles groaned.

"That's it! That's the feeling I've missed so much!" Riveria cried out before she began to bounce on his lap like a woman possessed.

"Ah…shit!" he groaned through gritted teeth before deciding he had enough of his passivity and would go on the offense.

Tightening his hold on his lover's hips, Achilles began to furiously buck into the elven royal, hitting her most intimate spots over and over again until she was screaming in ecstasy.

"YES! That's what I want! Show me what you've got, my human champion!" Riveria cried.

More than happy to take her challenge, Achilles raised one of his hands and pulled his lover down to him so that he could suckle her breast while the other hand came around and continued its possessive groping of her shapely ass.

"Oh…gods! I love it when you suck on my nipples, Achilles! Especially when you're ravaging me senseless!"

He growled in response, not willing to let go of her breast yet as he continued pounding up into her.

It was all too much to resist for too long and soon, Riveria felt her core tightening as delicious release drew closer and closer.

"Oh fuck Achilles! It's coming. It's coming!"

He continued to ravish her and, fearing that she would go over the top alone, Riveria used all of her willpower to squeeze down on her lover's shaft, immediately earning a sound that was a delightful mix of a growl, gasp, and whine from the man below her.

"I'm I'm I'm…aaaaaaah!" Riveria screamed as her release overcame her.

"Uuuugh," Achilles groaned as he finally released her breast due to the overwhelming feeling of her body clamping down on him. Not a second later he unleashed the first hot load of his seed deep into her womb, sending a new wave of pleasure through the High Elf.

Riveria, now leaning back and looking at the ceiling, breathed deeply as her second orgasm slowly cooled down.

And I'm still owed eight moooo-!

Her thoughts were cut off when she was flipped over onto her back with her lusty-eyed champion looming above her.

"That's two," he stated huskily. "Now let's get to the other eight."

With that, he thrust back into her womanhood, making her moan to the Heavens, before he continued his unrelenting ravaging of her.

The two would accomplish their goal of 10 orgasms that night and actually surpass it by one. However, as one would expect, both were disinclined to wake up the next day, and when Riveria finally did, Achilles was forced to carry her back home.

"Absolutely worth it," the High Elf would say with a tired, but proud smile on her face.

Hephaestus led Welf into her private quarters and closed the door behind him before making sure to lock it.

"How are you?" she asked.

"Better than I've been in a long time, especially now that I get to spend time with you," he replied as he wrapped his arms around her waist.

She returned the gesture though, unlike him, she wasn't smiling.

"I was really scared, you know. I was so afraid that I wouldn't ever see you again."

"I wish I could say that there was nothing to worry about, but I can't. There were more than a few close calls in the Dungeon and when Tiamat attacked," he admitted, "but I'm here now and what I want now, more than anything, isn't to think about how close I came to never seeing you again." Hephaestus's eye closed as she shuddered at the thought, only for Welf's soft hand on her cheek to make her reopen it. "What I want is to show you how glad I am to be here with you. How much I've missed you. And to burn away all the bad memories with great new ones."

She smiled then took his hand from her cheek and kissed his palm.

"I think I can agree to that," she whispered.

"Good," Welf smiled before pulling her into a kiss.

The kiss started out sweet, but within seconds the fire in their hearts began to spread through their veins and their hands were grabbing necks or tangling in hair as moans escaped their attached lips.

Hephaestus managed to pull back, her breath hard, hot, and ragged, and commanded, "Clothes off."

Welf immediately followed his beloved goddess's orders and stripped out of everything while the fiery woman watched like it was her own personal peep show, even biting her lip when he was fully exposed.

"Aren't you going to get undressed?" he asked.

She smirked and sauntered over to him.

"Not yet. As I said, Welf, you made me worry for weeks. That is unacceptable and I think you need some punishment."

"Wha-?" he tried to question, only for her to place a finger on his lips.

"Shhh. No talking. Just stand there like a good boy and let me punish you," she instructed softly.

He did as he was told and stood at attention as Hephaestus, still smiling teasingly, looked him over.

Finally, when he thought he was going to explode or burst into flames, his goddess leaned over and placed her lips back on his.

Welf immediately fell into the kiss and brought his hand up to tangle into her hair again, only for her to pull back.

"Hands to yourself, Welf. This is a punishment, remember," Hephaestus reminded him.

Confused as he was, he put his hand to his side again and waited for her to continue, which she did a moment later by claiming his lips again.

Hephaestus forced open his mouth with her tongue and began to play and tease his oral appendage. Soon, one gloved hand wrapped around his head and pulled him deeper into the kiss, while the other came around his waist and grabbed his butt.

Welf groaned into the kiss, causing his goddess to smile before she pulled back.

"Hephaestus," he said hotly.

"Shhh, we're not done with your punishment," she informed him before her lips latched onto his neck.

The next few minutes were torture for the smith as Hephaestus kissed, licked, bit, and sucked on his flesh, all while refusing to allow him to touch her in response. Every time his hand even twitched, she squeezed his ass or stopped her sweet torment to tease him into borderline madness.

Soon though, she was at his stomach, kissing his abs while his breath came out in ragged starts and stops.

"Seems you've learned your lesson, Welf," she said, looking up at him from her knees, "but I want to ensure this lesson is truly taken to heart soooo~," her eyes moved down to his twitching cock. She admired it for a few moments before blowing on it.

"Aaaah!" Welf cried, his whole body bending over as pleasure pulsed through his nerves.

"Uh Uh Uh, no moving," she teased.

"Please! Please Hephaestus! I can't take anymore! I'm sorry, okay! I'm so sorry I worried you! That's the last thing I want! I just…"

"Just what?"

"I just needed to save Bell! To save my little brother! To bring him back home so that we could all be a happy family again! That's all! I never wanted to scare you, I swear!"

The heartfelt response was unexpected and Hephaestus's teasing persona dropped the moment he finished. It was immediately replaced though, by her soft, proud, and loving gaze.

She rose to her feet and placed both hands on his cheeks before kissing him tenderly.

"You've come so far," she said once she pulled back, "and I'm so proud of you, Welf. I've had many lovers in my long life, but none of them have or ever will hold my heart like you do."

"Hephaestus."

Smiling, she pulled back and, as he watched, began undressing.

His eyes were glued to her as one piece of clothing after another dropped to the floor until, at last, her beautiful body was completely bare before him.

"Come on," she held out her hand, "let's go to bed."

Welf took her hand and allowed her to pull him towards the bed only to suddenly stop.

"Wait."

"What is it?" his goddess questioned.

He closed the distance between them and grabbed her eyepatch before pulling it off and throwing it aside.

"I want to see all of you when we make love," he told her.

The goddess blushed as she fell even deeper into love with the smith. Unable to restrain herself any longer, she pulled him into a fiery kiss and dragged him down to bed with her.

They fell into the bed with the mortal on top of the deity, gazing down on her desire-filled eyes.

"Come on, you sweet talker, show me what that new, level three status can do," Hephaestus commanded.

"With pleasure," Welf responded with a smile before he lined himself up at her lower entrance and thrust home.

"Oooooh!" the goddess moaned as her nails dug into his shoulders.

"Damn, you feel even better than I remember," her lover stated as his hands clawed into the sheets beside her head.

He began thrusting into his beautiful goddess, groaning and grunting as he tried to keep from exploding prematurely under from the barrage of euphoria shooting through his nerves.

"And I can…shit…tell already that…fuck aaah…your new status isn't just for show," Hephaestus gasped as she wrapped her legs around his waist.

"You haven't seen…ugh…anything yet!" he declared before suddenly grabbing her waist and lifting her up.

The goddess gave a startled cry and wrapped her arms around her lover's shoulders before she was slammed against the wall above the bed.

Welf, intent on making his goddess scream, began to positively attack her womb with his cock, pushing into her whole body as hard as he could while squeezing her ass hard enough to bruise it.

"Shit shit shit! Damn it Welf, where did this come from?! No level three should be able to FUUUUCK!" she screamed, as she pulled her lover tighter into her body, crushing her breasts against his hard chest. "This roughly!" she finished before her voice was lost to a symphony of moans and gasps.

"I'm…ah…just showing…MY WOMAN…how much…fuck…I love her!" he told her before claiming her lips.

Unable and unwilling to deny him, Hephaestus surrendered to his conquest of her mouth, allowing him to explore every inch of her mouth as he continued to pound into her with everything he had until he suddenly pulled back and placed his forehead against hers.

"I'm going to cum, Hephaestus," he groaned as he did his best to hold onto her as his legs began to shake from the coming release.

"Inside Welf. Let me feel your hot…flaming passion deep inside me."

That was all he needed to hear and he redoubled his efforts until, at last, he fired his seed deep inside her, pushing the goddess over the edge into mind numbing bliss.

The room fell silent as Welf, his strength sapped, slowly sank down the wall, making sure not to drop his lover as he sat down into the bed below.

"You really are something, Welf," she commented as she lovingly stroked his hair.

"Thanks. You're not too bad yourself," he joked back, making her chuckle.

"Thank you, but don't think tonight's over yet. I know you've got more in you, so catch your breath while I go get us some water. After we quench our thirst, we're going again."

"Anything for my goddess."

Miach, Cassandra, and Daphne entered their home and the god turned to them with a smile.

"You've both done very well today. Go get something to eat then get some rest. You've earned it."

"Thank you, Miach-sama," the young ladies responded before heading off.

Miach watched them until they disappeared from sight, then turned his eyes towards the room of his missing captain.

Walking down the hall, he quickly reached her room and knocked gently.

"Naaza?"

Quiet met him, just as it had since she had awoken from her coma.

I've let this go on for too long, he decided firmly.

"I'm coming in."

The god opened the door and strode in only to find Naaza desperately wrapping a blanket around herself.

"Don't look!" she cried.

His shock at her cry lasted only a moment as gentleness and pity soon replaced it in his eyes.

"Naaza," he whispered as he slowly approached, "you don't need to hide from me."

"Y-Yes I do! I'm…mutilated! Nothing but a limbless stump! A half woman abomination!"

"That's not true at all," he denied as he closed the distance between them. The chienthrope tried to retreat, but Miach refused to allow his beloved to get away and grabbed the blanket.

"Let go, Miach-sama!"

"No."

"Let go!"

"No!"

"LET GO, PLEASE!" she screamed as she tugged as hard as she could.

The sudden tug pulled the blanket out of Miach's hand, but Naaza was unprepared for the loss of resistance and fell backwards, the blanket falling off her body as she landed on her back, revealing her to her god.

To Miach's eyes, she was just as she was before the Expedition, except perhaps a bit skinnier and paler, but he knew that was not how she saw herself and knew that if he was to pull her from her pain and fear, he had to act now.

Naaza, horrified by the revealing of her body, tried to pull the blanket back over herself, but Miach was too quick and placed himself on top of her, pinning her arms beside her hand.

"No! Don't look at me! Don't look at this disgusting, mutilated body!"

"Cassandra and Daphne told me what happened to you in the Dungeon," Miach said.

Naaza stopped and her terrified, tearful eyes looked up to him.

"I am so, so sorry that happened to you, Naaza. To have to suffer like that again," tears pricked at his eyes, "I wish so badly I could take that pain from you. I would give my own limbs in exchange if I could."

"No! Don't say that Miach! I don't want you to suffer for me!" his captain pleaded.

"I'm sorry, but I won't take it back. I wish so much to take away your pain, my sweet, beautiful Naaza. I wish for nothing more than that."

"I'm not…I'm can't be bea-"

Naaza was denied the opportunity to finish her self-degradation by her god claiming her lips.

The kiss was quick, but did the trick as all the pain in Naaza's eyes was replaced by shock, allowing Miach to pull back.

"Of course you are," he stated without a modicum of doubt. "You are the most beautiful woman in the world to me," to add more weight to his words, he kissed her again, more passionately this time as he entangled his fingers with hers.

"You are," he kissed her cheek, "so beautiful," he kissed her forehead. "Nothing," he kissed her left ear, "will ever," he moved to her right ear, "make me believe otherwise."

He claimed her lips again, and finally Naaza, desperate though she was to deny his words, kissed him back, her love winning out over her self-doubt and self-disgust.

They kissed for several minutes, their tongues dancing lovingly as they shared each other's hot breath and passed moans between their lips. Finally though, Miach, his eyes determined and heavy with need, pulled back.

"And now, I'm going to prove that to you," he stated before he pulled his robe over his head and began removing the rest of his clothes.

Naaza watched wide-eyed and crimson-cheeked as her handsome god stripped before her until, at last, he loomed over her, naked a newborn babe.

"Now let's get you out of these clothes," Miach said huskily.

Luckily, the doggirl was only wearing simple sleepwear which he had no trouble quickly removing, leaving her just as bare as him.

"Beautiful. So unbelieveably beautiful," he whispered as he drank in her form.

"M-Miach-sama," she whispered as she tried to hide her glittering arm.

Her god gently pulled her fleshy limb from her metallic one, kissing her warm palm before lifting her silver arm up to kiss its knuckles.

"Every part of you is beautiful, Naaza. Whether it's made of blood, bone, steel, or is entirely ethereal. It's all beautiful to me…because it's all you."

Naaza her eyes filled with adoring tears, couldn't reply in words, and so pulled him down into a kiss, pouring every ounce of her love into the act until, at last, she retreat from his lips to make a request. "Show me, Miach. Please…show me how much you love me," she pleaded.

He nodded, kissed her gently once more than looked down to line himself up with her maidenhood. He looked to her one final time and upon receiving a nod, slowly sunk into her warm.

"Oooh, Miach," she gasped as she gave herself to her newly minted lover.

"Breathe Naaza. Just breathe. I won't move until you're comfortable, don't worry," he assured her softly into her ear as he held her.

Naaza slowly filled her lungs then exhaled. Again and again she filled and emptied her lungs until the pain subsided.

"You can move, Miach," she told him.

"Alright," he whispered before slowly pulling out then thrusting back inside.

"Ah," his captain sighed. "Ah that's…nice."

"I'm glad. I want you to feel good, Naaza," Miach replied.

"I do. I…I really do, Miach. You…you can go faster…if you want."

He didn't reply verbally this time, instead deciding to take her words to heart as he began to thrust harder, faster, and deeper into his lover.

"Ah ah ah, Miach. It… it feels good. It feels really good," she moaned.

"I'm glad. I'm so glad," he said.

Pulling away from Naaza's arms so that he was once more looming over her, Miach began to thrust even faster into the chienthrope, raising the volume of her moans. Wanting to enhance the experience even further, he reached out and cupped her breast, pinching her nipple, causing her to cry out.

"Oh! Ah…Miach! Ooooh…gods! I…I didn't…I didn't expect…I didn't know it would be so…so wonderful!"

"That's because it's with someone you love and who loves you, Naaza. It only ever feels good when it's with love. Sex and fucking are nothing compared to making love," Miach told her as his thrusting became more wild and desperate.

"I…ah! I do love you, Miach! I love you so much!" she cried.

"And I love you, Naaza. I love you more than I've ever loved anyone! You are my precious captain! My family! And now my lover! My beautiful, adorable, gorgeous lover!"

The proclamation was too much for Naaza, who pulled down her precious god back down to her so she could cry out her release into his lips while wrapping all her limbs as tightly as she could around him.

"Ugh," Miach groaned as his own climax overtook him and he pumped his seed deep into his beautiful captain.

They slowly came down from their heavenly highs and parted their lips from each other, though they were still connected effectively everywhere else.

"Do you…really think I'm beautiful?" Naaza asked, her doubt returning as her passion subsided.

"Yes," he assured her, cupping her cheek to reinforce this. "You are the most beautiful woman in the world to me, and no one and no injury will ever convince me otherwise. I love you, Naaza," he finished before taking her lips again in a sweet kiss.

The adventurer happily returned the kiss as a tear of joy and relief slid down her cheek and disappeared into the forgotten blanket below her.

"Home sweet home," Take said happily, his eyes darting to Mikoto who smiled wistfully, even as her red cheeks grew a shade darker.

"It is nice to be back," Mikoto added.

"It won't be too much longer before your one year with the Hestia familia is over and this becomes your home again," Chigusa stated happily as she hung to Ouka's side.

"True. I will be sad to leave them after everything we've gone through together, but…" the kunoichi turned back to her god, "this is where I belong."

Take's smile grew until he was beaming.

"I am very glad to hear it."

There was a moment of silence before Ouka coughed.

"Come on Chigusa, let's leave them to their...moment together, it's been too long since we've gotten some proper alone time ourselves."

The rest of the Take familia blushed, and Chigusa, scarlet-cheeked, silently apologized to her god and best friend before she was pulled away by her boyfriend.

The remaining members of the Take familia quickly bid the deity and Mikoto goodnight, leaving the two alone in the hall.

"Shall…we head to bed?" he finally asked her.

Mikoto, embarrassed, yet more excited than she'd ever been in her life, nodded.

Take smiled and took her hand before pulling her towards his room.

Sliding the door open, Take allowed the young woman to enter before closing the door behind them.

"We don't have to do anything tonight," he assured her, knowing how nervous she was, "I won't pressure you, Mikoto. Or, if you want to test out the waters of a relationship, we can start slowly. I have no qualms with spending the night cuddling or talking."

"N-No…I mean," Mikoto took a deep breath, desperately hoping it would calm her racing heart, "that does sound…very lovely…Takemikazuchi-sama-"

"Take. Please," he requested.

"T-Take…b-but," she took another even deeper breath, steadied her voice and met his eyes, "I want this. I want to be with you tonight. As a lover. I want you to be my first. My only."

The deity smiled softly at her and slowly approached her. He held her nervous gaze for a moment before cupping her cheek and leaning down.

"Then that's what you will have, Mikoto," then he claimed her lips.

The kiss was so gentle and so warm that Mikoto immediately fell into it, wrapping her arms around her god's neck so she could pull him closer.

They kissed for a few minutes, the passion slowly welling up inside them until Take pulled back and undid his hair, letting it flow down. Mikoto's heated cheeks grew even warmer at seeing him in this new state, but she quickly followed suit, undoing her hair and letting her long, jet black hair descend down her back.

"Beautiful," Take whispered before taking her lips again.

He slowly lowered her to the floor, undoing the tie of his clothes until he was free of all the fabric, before moving his hands to his soon-to-be lover's sash.

His skilled hands soon had her kimono disposed of, leaving her in nothing but her underwear and bandages.

Thinking that the bandages were merely used to bind her chest, Take moved to undo them, only for Mikoto to suddenly grab his hands.

"Wait!"

He jumped and looked up into her scared eyes.

"Mikoto, what's wrong?" he asked.

"Please…please don't undo those bandages!"

The desperation was more than embarrassment, that was clear as day, and Take, unwilling to leave his lovely kunoichi in a state of fear and uncertainty, pressed forward.

"What's going on, Mikoto? What's wrong?"

"I…I-"

He cupped her cheek again, stopping her words in their tracks.

"Mikoto, you can tell me anything. You know that."

She did know that, but that knowledge did not stop her from shaking in anxiety or stop the tears of fear from appearing at the corners of her eyes.

"D-During the final battle in the Dungeon, a-a monster…splashed me with acid. It," she touched her chest, "scarred my flesh. It's…it's…unsightly."

"I see," Take said before his eyes fell to the bandages. "Show me."

Her eyes widened.

"T-Take! I-I-I."

"Mikoto." She stopped. "Please," he begged, "show me. I want to know what my precious child and dearly loved adventurer went through."

For a moment, nothing occurred as they stared at each other, before Mikoto, glassy-eyed and terrified, slowly began to undo her bindings.

Slowly the bandages loosened then dropped, revealing more and more of her wound to the man before her until, at long last, it was all on display.

Mikoto.

It was not a pleasant sight. In fact, Take's heart squeezed in agony as he realized how much his Mikoto had suffered. Yet, that did not stop him from taking all of the terrible wound in.

The flesh was scarred and deformed all across the upper part of her chest, from her clavicle, down into the canyon between her breasts. The skin, so beautiful and unblemished everywhere else on her body, was red and discolored here, with angry blotches mixing with strips of sick looking flesh.

"I-I know…it's…it's disgusting. I-I…I will understand if you never-"

Take refused to allow her to finish that sentence and pulled her into a furious kiss that startled her.

"Don't. Don't you dare, Mikoto," he commanded her, his voice so stern it straightened her back. "Nothing has changed. Nothing."

"B-But how can it no-"

This time he cut her off by lowering himself to her chest and, as she watched in horror that quickly turned to shock, kissed the scar.

"T-Take," she whispered with a shaky voice.

Valuing actions more than words at that moment, Take kissed her chest again, and then a third time. He continued on with his kisses until every part of the scar had felt his lips and Mikoto, ragged breathed and weak in the limbs, fell backwards onto the matts.

"You are just as beautiful now as you ever were," he stated with the same sternness as before, as if challenging her to deny him, "only now you have the scars to show how strong you are."

"Take," she replied breathlessly, her droopy, desire-filled eyes beckoning him to come claim her lips again, which he promptly did.

The two kissed with no restraint this time. Tongues and limbs entangled as moans, groans, and gasps parted between until Take pulled away again and all-but ripped Mikoto's underwear off.

"Now I'm going to give you another scar. One that no one but I will ever be able to claim or replicate," he stated, his voice husky, possessive and eager.

"Do it. Please Take. You're the only one I want to scar me," Mikoto begged.

Growling as the war god blood within him roared with the desire to possess the woman below him, Take lined himself up at her entrance, but did not thrust immediately into her. No, as much as he body ached for the woman beneath him, as much as a part of him wanted to conquer her, she was still his beloved Mikoto and hurting her was the very last thing he ever wanted to do. As such, he took a deep breath and slowly ground his cock against her dripping lips, earning mews and moans from her sweet lips before slowly, gently pushing himself inside.

"Ah," Mikoto gasped as he sheathed himself inside her.

"Are you alright?" he asked her, gently pushing away a strand of hair from her face.

"Y-Yes. It…it doesn't hurt. No really. Not compared to everything else," she said.

"I'm glad. Hurting you is the last thing I would ever desire," her god whispered back.

Eyes filled with love, and blood filled with desire, Mikoto pulled him down to her so they could kiss again. It started out tenderly, but could not stay so for long and soon the tongues began to batter away at each other, encouraging Take to start grinding into her core.

Mikoto pulled away with a gasp, then desperately called out, "Please Take! Please make me your woman! Please make love to me!"

There was no way Take could hold back after such a desperate plea and so began to thrust in and out of her with ever increasing speed and force.

"Ah ah ah ah," Mikoto moaned as she wrapped her arms and legs around. "It…it feels so-"

Yet again, Take prevented her from speaking as he recaptured her lips, consuming her words as he redoubled his efforts to utterly claim her body and soul.

Mikoto's moans became louder as her eyes began to roll into the back of her head, but Take wasn't done. He wanted her first night to be as wonderful as possible. To burn away all the fear and doubt her scars had created and so, with this task in mind, he pulled away for her delectable lips so that he could return to breasts, which he began to lather with attention.

"Ah! Oh…gods! Take! T-That…that feels so…goooood!" she whined as she wrapped her arms around his head, desperate to keep him right where he was.

Take wasn't planning on going anywhere though, and continued to suckle, kiss, and nibble on her breasts until he finally pushed her over that wonderful edge. The edge that was fast approaching.

'T-T-Take! I-I-I'm about to-!"

Gathering up his strength, Take attacked her womanhood with everything he had, making his lover scream in ecstasy as she exploded in passionate release.

Overjoyed though he was that he made Mikoto climax so powerfully, Take could not help but continue ravaging her as the conquering part of him now wished for nothing more than to release his essence deep inside of her womb and thus finish claiming her fully as his own.

With this goal in mind, he continued thrusting in and out wildly, making the poor woman beneath him moan and gasp as she drowned in pleasure until, at last, he thrust all the way inside her and poured his essense into her with a triumphant groan.

Spent and satisfied, Take slowly lowered himself down to his lover, kissed her, then pulled her into his arms.

"That…was wonderful…Take," Mikoto said quietly as sleep rapidly approached.

"Yes it was Mikoto, but now we should both get some sleep. We've had a long and exhausting day."

Mikoto nodded slowly as sleep rapidly approached as if summoned.

"Sleep well, Take."

"Sleep well, Mikoto."

"Geez, they're not even trying to hide it," Ouka sighed as he looked towards his deity's room. "Of course I'm happy for them, but they could at least try to keep hold back."

"Do you feel like holding back, Ouka?" Chigusa asked.

He turned to his girlfriend, confused.

"Why would I need to-?"

His words ended the moment her clothes dropped to the floor.

Chigusa, despite her glowing cheeks, couldn't help but giggle at his dumbstruck face.

"Still think you should restrain yourself?" she asked as she used her arms to squeeze her breasts together. Ouka, his reason now pushed far to the back of his mind, slowly shook his head. "Good, because I don't want you to hold back," she said before walking up to him and wrapping her silky smooth arms around his head while her breasts hung just an inch from his face. "I nearly lost you, and that scares and angers me more than anything ever has. So I need you to take me and make love to me until all those terrible memories and horrible images in my head are burned away. Can you do that for me, Ouka?"

"Yeah," he said, before suddenly jumping to his feet and lifting her straight off the ground. She squealed in surprise and instinctively clung to him. "I can do that," he finished before shooting down to kiss her.

Still recovering from the surprise of losing touch with the ground, Chigusa required a few seconds in order to regain her bearings. However, once she did, she happily fell into the kiss and wrapped herself tightly around her big, burly, and very much alive, boyfriend.

The two tongues battled fiercely with each other, with the agile Chigusa putting up a good fight against the overwhelming might of her captain, before finally, and happily, surrendering her mouth to him. Ouka readily took her surrender and began to plunder her orifice for everything it was worth, making her moan in rapture and squeeze him more tightly with her limbs.

Ouka pulled back from her mouth and attacked her neck, lathering her skin with saliva and leaving hickies across her flesh while she gasped and wiggled in his arms.

"Ah! Oh Ouka! Take me! Take me just like this! Hold me up and conquer me! Don't hold back!"

"Chigusa," he whispered, surprised despite everything that his normally shy lover was making such a request. Still, he wasn't inclined to deny her anything, let alone this, let alone when his own desire was making him practically burst through his clothing.

Growling, he began trying to undress while still holding up his sweet, small, and seductive girlfriend. It wasn't easy and had Chigusa not noticed his struggling and begun to help him, they might have had to actually disentangle from each other for a few torturous moments. Luckily, with Chigusa's help, his clothes were soon overcome, leaving every one of Ouka's muscles open for Chigusa's greedy eyes.

"You're so handsome," she complimented breathlessly as she began to run her hands across his firm body.

"And you're so beautiful, Chigusa," he replied as he gently raised her chin so he could look into her eyes. "I promise I won't leave you alone. I'll get stronger so I can batter away whatever heads our way and keep you safe. We'll be together for many years to come. I swear."

Joyous tears filled her eyes and she pulled him down for a passionate kiss, sealing the promise with all the love and affection she could muster.

When they pulled back, eyes glowing with adoration, she gave him one simple command.

"Take me."

Ouka nodded and, after looking down to make sure he was properly placed, he tightened his hold on the sweet woman in his arms, then thrust into her hot and inviting pussy.

"Aah!" Chigusa cried as her nails immediately began to dig into her lover's back, making him hiss in painful desire before he began to truly pound away at her dripping entrance.

"Oh oh oh oh…gods Ouka!" Chigusa moaned as she felt her sanity slipping further and further away with each thrust. "Y-You…you feel...wonderful!"

"Ugh! So do you, Chigusa!" he groaned looking down at her as he continued claiming her body. His eyes soon caught sight of her breasts and he quickly grabbed one of the perky mounds with his large hand, groping it roughtly and pinching her nipple.

"AAAAH!" Chigusa screamed as a fresh wave of pleasure flooded her nerves.

"Shit!" Ouka cursed as she tightened around him. "Did you…ugh…like that Chigusa?"

"I…ah…ah…I!"

"Come on, don't be shy now! Tell me! Did. You. Like. It?" he questioned, punctuating each word with hard thrust into her core.

"YES! I…I FUCKING LOVED IT! Please Ouka! Don't stop! I need you to keep going! Take away all the bad memories! Make my mind blank with your cock! Please!"

He did not respond with words. No, this time, his answer to her cries was to pin her body to the wall with his body before he began to unleash an unrelenting barrage upon her small, quivering form.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah," Chigusa moaned as her lover thrust into her over and over and over again. She couldn't even find a hold onto him anymore as the thrusting and the sweating of their bodies made doing so utterly impossible. Instead, her limbs simply bounced aimlessly around him as he ravaged her.

"C-Chi…Chigusa, I can't…hold on for much longer," he warned her, his hand squeezing her backside so tightly that there would undoubtedly be bruises tomorrow.

"D-D-Do it! Finish inside me! Fill me with your warmth Ouka!" she begged.

Growling and groaning in need, Ouka gathered up the last of his strength so that he could send them both into that intimate and most wonderful heaven that lover's share.

"Ugh…fuck…aaah," he huffed through gritted teeth. "I'm…!"

Unable to hold back any longer, Ouka thrust all the way inside his lover's body, groaning as he planted his seed in her womb.

"Oooooouka!" Chigusa whined, having worn out her voice with her cries.

The room fell quiet as Ouka slowly slunk to the floor and Chigusa reveled in the heat pooling in her belly.

It's so warm, she thought as brought a hand to her stomach.

"Are you…alright?" Ouka asked, his voice strained from exhaustion.

She looked up and smiled at him, before pulling him down to kiss him gently.

"Yes. I'm alright. More than alright. I'm…happy. I know that's not the greatest word to use but it's the only one to come to mind right now. I'm just so happy," she said.

He smiled at her before leaning down to kiss her again.

"That word seems pretty perfect to me," he said.

Chigusa beamed before snuggling into his sweaty, naked chest.

"I'm so glad that I'm here with you, Ouka."

"So am I, Chigusa, and I promise, there will be many more nights like this."

Chigusa hummed happily before falling asleep to the sound of his heartbeat.

Tione burst through the front doors of the Twilight Manor, startling what few people where present, before shooting her head to the prum in her arms.

"Your room or mine?!" she asked.

Embarrassed as he was, Finn chuckled and replied with, "My room is bigger and my bed is one of the few things I've splurged on so it'll be more comfortable and less likely to break."

"Your room it is!" she declared before launching up the stairs.

The two burst into the captain's room, where Tione, with surprising gentleness, laid him down on his bed before quickly locking the door.

"Easy Tione, there's no need to rus-" he tried to tell her, only for her lips to be upon his before he could finish.

The amazon ravaged his mouth for a solid minute before finally pulling back, her red cheek and lust-crazed eyes shining before Finn's eyes.

"I've," she latched onto his neck and sucked hard enough to give him a deep purple hickey, "waited," she kissed him again, spending a few seconds tasting his lips before pulling back, "far too long," she ripped off his shirt, revealing his toned chest, which she began to kiss, nibble, claw, and otherwise claim. Only when Finn let out a spine-tingling gasp did she finally pull away so that she could loom over the man she meant to so thoroughly claim that the very idea of another woman would be repulsive to him. "To show any restraint now."

Finn, bewildered after her ceaseless attack on his senses, required a few moments to remember what she was talking about, but when he did, he smiled and cupped her cheek.

"I know you've waited quite a while for me, Tione, but I'm not going anywhere and no one's brave enough to try and interrupt us right now," he said gently as right hand moved up to tangle into her hair.

That seemed to calm her down a bit as she smiled and kissed him once more.

They fell into the tender kiss for a few wonderful moments before an ill-timed thought passed through Finn's head.

The hand Hephaestus made really is something.

He tensed as his eyes opened, immediately alerting Tione.

"Finn?"

"Sorry, it's nothing," he tried to reassure her, but his inability to meet her eyes destroyed any chance he had of brushing past the issue.

"What's wrong?" she questioned, and it was clear that she thought that she might have done something to upset him.

"You didn't do anything," he quickly assured her before sighing and lowering his eyes to his new hand. "It's just..." a wave of doubt grabbed his heart. "Are you really sure you want me, Tione? The obsessive parrum who pushed people away for a dream? The jerk who denied his feelings for you because he wanted an parrum heir? The newly made cripple who nearly got you-"

Before he could even blink, Finn found himself being pushed back onto the bed while a furious Tione roared at him, "How dare you!"

His head retreated into the bed as the amazon snarled at him.

"How dare you talk about yourself like that! Like your some common criminal or worthless bastard who never tried to do anything in his entire life!"

"Tione…"

"You are not some obsessive parrum, but a driven one. You are not some jerk who denied me, you were focused on your goal and selflessly put aside your own desires to help your people. And you are not crippled! Injured, yes, but the fact that you survived that injury," her eyes shot to his hand, "and so many others, and continued to fight despite them, shows me that my feelings were not misplaced at all. You are strong. Kind. Good. And," she suddenly claimed his lips again, devouring his mouth like the hungry lioness she was, before pulling back and declaring, "so handsome it's taking every bit of my restraint now not to ride you until we're both puddles of happy goo on this bed! So don't you ever ask me that stupid question or doubt yourself ever again! Do you hear me, Finn Deimne?!"

He blinked a few times, stunned by the passionate declaration.

She really does love me.

"Do you hear me!" she repeated.

His eyes softened and he smiled, before he gently pulled her down for another kiss.

"I hear you, Tione. I hear every word," he answered, "but if you're going to turn us into puddles of happy goo, I can't be the only one to be undressed."

The tease did its job in both calming his raging amazon and getting her to quickly refocus back to the task at hand as she immediately ripped off her own clothing before carefully taking off Finn's pants and underwear.

"I wouldn't want to hurt this," she teased seductively as her hand grasped his cock.

"Aaah," Finn sighed as she began to softly stroke him.

"You like that, captain?" she asked before kissing the shaft.

"Yeah," he readily admitted, "and you're…surprisingly gentle."

She chuckled in a way that made his toes curl.

"Oh, I'll be rough with you soon enough, can't turn you into a puddle by being gentle after all, but I want to get you nice and wound up," she explained, dragging her tongue up his length, earning a long moan, "so that you give me just as much back when I finally take you."

Hearing the challenge in her words and tone, Finn growled his acceptance of it, before going on the offensive.

Tione, unprepared for such a sudden shift in momentum, soon found herself splayed across the bed while her captain loomed over her.

"Did you forget that I'm your captain, Tione?" he asked, his voice as commanding as it was filled with desire. "A position I did not earn or retain by simply sitting back and letting my subordinates run roughshod over me and that very much includes you. So, instead of you winding me up, I think it's time I teach you a lesson in humility by winding you up until you snap."

Tione swallowed as a delightful shiver ran up her spine.

"A-And…how are you doing to do that…captain?" she asked with anticipation.

He smiled and she felt her spring winding tighter.

"Like this."

Before she could figure out what he was doing, let alone stop him, Finn dove head first between her legs and began to devour her.

"FIIIIINNNNNNN!" she screamed as his lips and tongue began to ravage her pussy while her legs instinctively wrapped around his shoulders.

Finn smiled at her cry, but did not stop eating his beautiful amazon out, even when her hands tangled into his hair and began pulling on his skull.

"O-Oh…shiiiiiit! I-I…I never thought…fuuuuuuuck! I never thought i-it would f-feeeeeeel! Like this!" She cried as her thighs desperately squeezed around her lover's head, though even she couldn't tell if they were trying to stop him so she could regain her sanity or were trying to push him further so that she'd lose it.

Finn had no such philosophical ponderings. He knew exactly what he wanted to do and in order to accomplish his goal, he brought his new hand up to gentle squeeze her clit while his left made sure to hold her down for what came next.

Tione's hips shot up, or would have if Finn's hand hadn't used all its level 7 strength to hold her down. Instead, she could do nothing but stare up, wide-eyed at the ceiling as she silently screamed her release.

For a few moments, Finn simply watched as electricity shot through his amazon's tense body until, at last, she sunk into the mattress.

"Looks like you're good and snapped, but we're not done," he announced, lifting himself up until he was sitting in between her legs. "Tonight, I stop holding back. Tonight, I stop denying my heart. Tonight…I make you my woman, Tione."

With that, he thrust into her wet, hot entrance, making Tione gasp and him groan.

"Damn…ugh. You're squeezing me even tighter than I thought you would," he said before looking up to meet her eyes.

He froze as Tione's wide, disbelieving eyes met his.

Oh god.

"I didn't hurt you, did I?! I'm so sorry Tione, I shouldn't have-!"

"It's finally happened," she said so quietly he almost didn't hear her. "I've got you. After all this time, you're finally mine," she finished, warm tears filling her beautiful eyes and streaming down her cheeks.

"Tione…"

Her hand came up and cupped his cheek.

"Don't stop now Finn. You still need to turn me into a puddle," she teased while her legs wrapped around him to both keep him in place and encourage him.

His worry replaced with loving affection, Finn smiled and nodded.

"You're right."

He began to thrust into her again, taking it slow at first, just to make sure she really wasn't hurt. However, once the fire in her eyes began demanding more of him, he knew he didn't need to hold back any longer and began to show her what the captain of the Loki familia really could do.

"Fuck yes!" Tione screamed as her handsome captain began to well and truly pound away at her. "Just like that Finn! Take your woman like a man should! Make her submit! Claim her!"

Growling at the new challenge, he redoubled his efforts, using one hand to pull her into his thrusts while the other came up to grab her bountiful breast.

"Yeah that's it! Grab those puppies! They're all for you now, Captain! That's why they're so fucking big! To make sure that you have plenty to enjoy! So enjoy them as much as you want! They're for you! All for you, whenever you want them!"

"Anytime I want them, huh?!" he bellowed. "I might take you up on that offer. Maybe I'll start ringing the bell in my office so I can throw you across my desk and take you until you can't walk."

"YES! Do it! Ring the bell every day! Every hour! I'll come running and let you take what's yours however you want!"

"Fuck! You're such a dirty girl, Tione! Lusting after your captain! Submitting yourself to his every desire! Who knew you were such a filthy amazon!"

"Yes! I'm my captain's dirty, filthy amazon! His personal love slave! The receptacle of all his desires and needs! His pleasure toy!"

Holy shit this dirty talk is really getting to me! Finn internally groaned as he felt his release drawing closer and closer. I need to say something though. I need to say it before she really does turn me into a pile of happy goo and I stop being able to form sentences!

"That's not what I want!" he declared. "I don't want you to be a pleasure slave! I want you to be more than that! I want you to be my wife!"

Tione, who had been on the edge of mindless euphoria, snapped back to reality the moment those words reached her ears, even as Finn continued to ravage her.

"W-What?"

"Marry me, Tione!" he groaned. "Don't be my slave, my toy, or anything like that. Be my wife!" he bellowed, even as his eyes begged her to say yes.

He did not need to beg though, as Tione, her eyes now positively overflowing with happy tears, would never, in ten thousand lifetimes, say anything but, "YES!"

That was all they needed to push them both over the edge into puddledom, as they came together with enough force to nearly break the reinforced bed.

"Aaaaah," Finn moaned as he pumped his seed deep into his fiancé.

Fiancé, he thought happily.

His thoughts were cut short as he was suddenly pulled from between his lover's thighs, up to her head so that she could give him the most passionate kiss of the night.

"Yes," Tione said again before kissing him yet again. "A thousand times, yes."

He smiled into their next kiss, cupping her tanned cheeks as they sank into the pillows.

"Looks like we have some planning to do then, but for now, I think we've earned a good night's sleep."

Tione readily agreed and pulled him into her arms as he pulled the covers over them.

Tione Deimne, she thought blissfully before falling asleep.

"My prince."

"Typhon."

"Summon me and we may wish this, my son."

"My prince!"

"FREE US TYPHON!"

"My son…"

Bell shot up from the bed, sweating and breathing heavily.

"What?" he grabbed his head. "What was that?"

"Mmmm…Beeelll."

He turned his frightened eyes and found the half-asleep Ais trying to pull him back down into the sheets.

"What's wrong?" she asked, her sleepy voice raspy and quiet as if it was refusing to wake up.

In an instant, his anxiety and confusion were forgotten and he smiled, before leaning down and kissing her forehead.

"Nothing. Just a weird dream."

"Did someone try to steal your…potato snacks too?"

He chuckled and began to stroke her hair.

"Is that what you were dreaming about?" he asked her.

"Mhmm. A rabbit…stole my snack and ran off with it. Had to…pet its head…to get it back," she explained with closed eyes and drawn out words.

At that moment, Nix popped his little furry head out from the blankets, his ruby eyes pointing directly at Bell.

The rabbit had been clinging to Bell ever since his return from the construction, desperately trying to make up for all the time he had lost during Bell's capture and subsequent depression which had caused the poor rabbit to be banished by his owner to Mania's room. The goddess had done her best to console the bunny in her miserable state as he did for her, but it wasn't until Bell's recovering that their own joy returned. However, once Bell had returned to normal and apologized for distancing himself from the fuzzy ball of joy and determination, Nix had shot straight into the young man's arms and snuggled as deeply as he could while those around them cooed and "aaaawe"d.

"I see," the Hestia captain replied, chuckling again as he moved his other hand to pet the snow-white fuzzball while he continued to stroke Ais's hair.

"You won't…steal my snacks…will you?" she asked.

He chuckled and shook his head.

"No. I know how much you love your potato snacks."

Nix on the other hand, probably doesn't share my restraint, Bell thought to himself as he imagined the rabbit stealing one of Ais's snacks straight out of her hand and running off with it.

"Mmm, thank you."

With that, she fell back to sleep, leaving Bell to continue to stroke her hair and think.

I'm so glad I can do this, that things are back to normal, people are even happy to see me again, he thought before his smile dropped, which was immediately noted by Nix, who hopped into his lap in order to comfort his owner.

Bell smiled and continued petting the rabbit, though his thoughts were still far from at ease. I am glad people don't hate me anymore, or at least aren't showing it, but I still don't feel completely myself yet. I feel much better than I did…back in the Dungeon, a brief spasm of guilt passed through him before he pressed on, but there's still something missing. Some part of me that doesn't feel at ease or fulfilled yet, even after everything. There has to be some way to satisfy that feeling though, right?But how do I do that?

He began to ponder as he continued his petting Ais and Nix. Even with his hands distracted though, it didn't take him long to figure out one possible way.

I need to apologize to Anya for…what I did, he shook his head, no, I can't gloss over it. I need…to apologize for killing Allen, he confessed to himself. But I haven't even seen her since we returned to the surface and…I suspect she won't allow me to find her until she's ready for…whatever happens next.

That took one potential road back demolished and he began to think again.

Minutes ticked by in the darkness of his room and he couldn't figure out how to solve his conundrum even with Nix's helpful headbutts against his hand.

Maybe I should think back on how I got to where I am now. The first thing that really helped me was Mania forcing me to take responsibility, at least in part, for what I've done. Apologizing to Anya would cover that, but I already decided that's impossible right now. So what else helped me? The answer was nearly immediate. Tiamat. Fighting Tiamat helped me. Maybe…another fight like that would bring me back. Fighting someone or something really strong and who I feel I need to fight. Yeah, that could work, but where would I-

His eyes widened.

I know exactly where I can find that fight.

Endo.

Whelp, I hope you all enjoyed your citrusy, romantic goodness, I certainly enjoy getting to flex my lemony credentials once again. It's been a very long time since I've had the opportunity to do so and I've been waiting to do this particular chapter for months so that I could stretch those old muscles again.

Anyway, enough horndogging for now, please tell me what you guys think. You had all the lemons and romance, of course, but I finally managed to work in the Hestia familia's status as well and left a little sneak peak of what's to come in the next chapter. That will be another chapter I've been waiting to do for a long time. I think, at this point, it's been about two years since I first came up with the idea, so I'm quite excited to finally get to the next chapter. However, I won't spoil it.

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Now, it's time for me to bid you all a fine farewell. As always, do share your thoughts on the chapter whether you liked it or hated it, criticism is helpful as long as it's valid and I do appreciate help. With that though, I wish you a final farewell and will see you all in the next chapter.