Chapter 3: Catalyst
The sudden shift in location left Ankoku momentarily disoriented. The soft glow of the setting sun and the familiar scent of his apartment were a stark contrast to the ancient temple they had just left. He blinked, his eyes adjusting to the new surroundings, and took a deep breath, inhaling the comforting aroma of freshly brewed coffee and the faint hint of Merak's cologne.
"Well, this is... different," Ankoku murmured, his eyes scanning the room. The apartment was small, but cozy, with a mix of modern and vintage furniture. The walls were adorned with maps and papers, each one marked with intricate symbols and notes.
"Ah! Here we are." Ombre exclaimed, floating around the room. "This is your guys' home, yes?" Ombre asked, his voice filled with curiosity as he floated around the room, his tail feathers rustling softly. He paused in front of a map of the stars, his eyes scanning the intricate symbols and notes that were scrawled across the surface. "You've been studying, I see. What are you looking for?"
Ankoku walked over to Ombre, his eyes following the god's gaze. "We're looking for answers," he said, his voice steady and serious. "We want to understand your power, your wisdom.
Ombre turned to face Ankoku, his eyes filled with a mix of amusement and curiosity. He hummed. "Well that's quite interesting."
"Ah." Ankoku walked over to Ombre, "Here...." He handed him a plate. "Some food." Little did Ombre know, it was drugged.
The food was laced with a potent aphrodisiac, designed to heighten his senses and make him more susceptible to their advances. The drug worked quickly, and within minutes, Ombre's eyes glazed over, his pupils dilating as his body began to respond to the potent concoction.
Ankoku watched as Ombre's wings began to retract, his tail feathers fluffing out as he floated towards him, his body swaying gently. He could see the god's breath hitching, his chest rising and falling rapidly as he struggled to maintain control.
His cat ears drooped as he whimpered softly. "A-ah..." The god almost fell, but Ankoku caught him. "What..." Ombre's voice was barely a whisper, his eyes fluttering closed as he leaned into Ankoku's touch. "What did you do to me?"
Ankoku's heart pounded in his chest as he held the god in his arms, feeling the heat of Ombre's body against his own. He could feel Ombre's breath on his neck, hot and ragged, as the god struggled to maintain control. He knew he should feel guilty, should feel bad for drugging the god, but all he could feel was the overwhelming desire that coursed through his veins.
"You drugged me," Ombre accused, his voice barely above a whisper.
Ankoku didn't respond, instead he carried Ombre to the bedroom, laying him down on the bed gently. He could see the god's body trembling, his breath coming in short gasps as he struggled to maintain control.
"Ankoku... what are you doing?" Ombre asked, his voice laced with a mix of fear and desire.
Ankoku didn't answer, instead he began to undress, his eyes never leaving Ombre's body. He could see the god's eyes widening as he took in Ankoku's muscular form, his gaze lingering on the piercings that adorned his body.
Ombre blushed, trying to squirm away.
"Ankoku, please... I can't... I'm not... I'm not ready for this," he stammered, his voice barely audible.
Ankoku paused, his eyes locked onto Ombre's. "You're ready, Ombre. You're more than ready," he said, his voice filled with a mix of authority and desire. He leaned down, his lips brushing against Ombre's ear. "You want this, don't you? You want me to fuck you, to make you scream my name."
Ombre's breath hitched, his body trembling as he tried to resist the overwhelming desire that coursed through his veins.
Ankoku's hand snaked down, cupping Ombre's throbbing cock through his robe. He could feel it twitching, hard and ready, and a smirk played on his lips. "You're already so hard for me, Ombre. You want this, don't you? You want me to fuck you until you can't take it anymore."
Ombre whimpered, his hips bucking involuntarily as Ankoku's hand began to stroke him through the thin fabric of his robe. "A-ankoku... please... I can't think straight..." he panted, his eyes fluttering closed as he gave in to the pleasure. His eyes rolled back as he threw back his head. "I can't do this with a mortal, Ankoku. I-" Ombre started, but Ankoku cut him off with a searing kiss, his tongue pushing past Ombre's lips, exploring his mouth. Ombre moaned, his body arching into Ankoku's, his hands gripping Ankoku's shoulders tightly.
Ankoku pulled back, his eyes dark with desire. "You can, and you will," he growled, his voice low and commanding. "You want this, Ombre. You want me to fuck you until you can't think straight."
Ombre whimpered, his body trembling as Ankoku's hands began to explore his body, pushing his robe aside to reveal his smooth, pale skin.
Ankoku's fingers traced the lines of Ombre's muscles, his touch sending electric shocks coursing through Ombre's veins. He could feel Ankoku's breath on his neck, hot and ragged, as the mortal trailed kisses down his chest, his tongue flicking against his nipples, making them harden.
Ombre whined, squirming against his touch. "Enough!" He exclaimed, managing to break free from Ankoku's grip.
He floated backwards, his wings spreading wide, a look of defiance in his eyes. "You think you can just take what you want, mortal? I am a god, I won't be toyed with like this!"
Ankoku smirked, his eyes gleaming with challenge. "Oh, really? You think you can resist me?" He took a step forward, his voice dropping to a low growl. "You're already dripping for me, Ombre. Your body wants this, even if your mind is trying to fight it."
Ankoku stood, licking his lips. "Just listen to me, you need this!" Ankoku growled, his eyes locked onto Ombre's. "You need to be fucked hard and deep, to feel my cock stretching you, filling you up." "I-I can't... I won't..." he stammered, his voice barely audible.
Ankoku's face softened. "Just let me care for you." Ankoku's voice was gentle, yet firm. He reached out, his hand cupping Ombre's cheek, his thumb brushing against the god's soft, full lips. "You need this, Ombre. You need to let go, to feel something real."
Ombre's breath hitched, his eyes fluttering closed as Ankoku's thumb traced his lips. He could feel the mortal's touch, gentle yet insistent, and he knew he was right. He did need this. He needed to feel alive, to feel desired. He needed to feel something other than the endless void of his existence.
He opened his eyes, looking into Ankoku's. "I... I suppose so." Ombre's voice was barely a whisper, his eyes filled with a mix of fear and desire. He could feel Ankoku's hand on his cheek, his thumb tracing his lips, and he knew he was lost. He wanted this. He wanted Ankoku.
Ankoku leaned in, his lips brushing against Ombre's ear. "You're so beautiful, Ombre," he whispered, his voice filled with reverence. "I want to taste you, to feel you, to make you scream my name."
Ombre shivered, his body trembling as Ankoku's hand moved from his cheek to his chest, his fingers tracing the lines of his muscles.
He could feel the mortal's touch, gentle yet insistent, and he knew he was lost.
Ankoku's lips found Ombre's, his tongue pushing past the god's lips, exploring his mouth. Ombre moaned, his body arching into Ankoku's, his hands gripping the mortal's shoulders tightly. He could feel Ankoku's cock pressing against his, hard and ready, and he knew he was in for a ride.
Ankoku broke the kiss, his eyes locked onto Ombre's. "I'm going to fuck you, Ombre," he growled, his voice low and commanding.
"I'm going to fuck you so hard you won't be able to walk straight for a week."
Ombre whimpered, his body trembling with anticipation. "Yes," he breathed, his eyes locked onto Ankoku's. "I want that."
Ankoku smirked, his hands moving to Ombre's robe, pushing it off his shoulders and revealing his smooth, pale skin. "Good," he said, his voice filled with satisfaction. "Because I'm going to give it to you."
He pushed Ombre back onto the bed, his hands exploring the god's body, tracing the lines of his muscles, his fingers brushing against Ombre's nipples, making them harden.
Ombre whimpered, trembling as Ankoku removed his Luna Moth mask. His face was adorn with multiple different crescents and stars shaped that glowed brightly. His eyes were a swirling mix of colors, and his long, silky hair cascaded down his back, shimmering like a waterfall of stardust. Ankoku's breath hitched as he took in the sight of the god, his heart pounding in his chest as he realized just how beautiful Ombre truly was.
Ombre's eyes fluttered closed as Ankoku's hands continued to explore his body, his fingers tracing the lines of his muscles, his thumbs brushing against his nipples, making them harden.
"For a god, you are surprisingly submissive." Ankoku murmured, his voice low and husky as he leaned in to kiss Ombre's neck, his teeth grazing against the sensitive skin. Ombre shivered, his body arching into the touch, a soft moan escaping his lips.
"Fuck, Ankoku," he gasped, his hands gripping the sheets beneath him. "I can't... I can't think straight when you do that."
Ankoku chuckled, his hands moving to Ombre's waist, pushing his robe off his hips and revealing his smooth, pale skin.
"You're a god, Ombre. You should be used to being worshipped." He leaned down, his tongue flicking against Ombre's nipples, making them harden even more. Ombre moaned, his body arching into the touch, his hands gripping Ankoku's hair tightly.
"Fuck, Ankoku," he gasped, his hips bucking involuntarily. Ankoku smirked, his hands moving to Ombre's thighs, spreading them wide. He could see the god's cock, hard and ready, standing at attention, and he licked his lips in anticipation.
"Good," he growled, his voice low and commanding. He hands brushed against the marks of stars and cresents adorned on Ombre's chest, tummy, arms and legs... And they all glowed bright colors.
Ankoku's eyes widened as he took in the sight of the god's body, his heart pounding in his chest as he realized just how beautiful Ombre truly was.
"Fuck, Ankoku," Ombre gasped, his hips bucking involuntarily as Ankoku's hands moved to his thighs, spreading them wide. I can't take this anymore."
Ankoku smirked, his eyes locked onto Ombre's. He smiled, Ombre was sooo beautiful and submissive for him.
He could see the god's cock twitching, eager and ready for him. "You're so fucking hot, Ombre," he whispered, his voice low and husky. "I can't wait to feel you around me."
Ombre's breath hitched, his body trembling as Ankoku's hands moved to his thighs, spreading them wide. "You're so fucking beautiful, Ombre," he growled, his voice low and commanding.
He could see the god's cock twitching, eager and ready for him. Ankoku's hands moved to Ombre's thighs, pushing them further apart as he settled between them. He could see the god's hole, tight and puckered, and he licked his lips in anticipation.
Ombre whimpered, his body trembling as Ankoku's fingers brushed against his entrance. "A-Ankoku... please..." he begged, his voice barely above a whisper. "Please what, Ombre?
Tell me what you want," Ankoku murmured, his voice low and husky as he leaned in, his lips brushing against Ombre's ear. He could feel the god's breath hitching, his body trembling as he struggled to maintain control.
"I-I want... I want you to fuck me, Ankoku," Ombre stammered, his voice barely audible. "I want you to fill me up, to make me feel alive."
Ankoku smirked, his eyes gleaming with desire. "You want me to fuck you, Ombre?
To fill you up?" Ankoku's voice was a low growl, his eyes locked onto the god's. He could see the desire burning in Ombre's eyes, the need that matched his own.
"Yes," Ombre breathed, his voice barely a whisper. "Please, Ankoku. I need you."
Ankoku smirked, his hands moving to his pants, pushing them down and revealing his hard, throbbing cock. He could see Ombre's eyes widen as he took in the sight of it, his tongue flicking out to wet his lips.
Ankoku chuckled, a low, dirty sound that sent shivers down Ombre's spine. "You like what you see, godling?" he taunted, his hand wrapping around his length, stroking it slowly.
Ombre whimpered, his hips bucking involuntarily. "Fuck, Ankoku... you're... you're so big," he stammered, his eyes locked onto the mortal's cock.
Ankoku smirked, his hand continuing to stroke himself. "And you're going to take every inch of it, aren't you, Ombre?" he growled, his voice filled with desire.
"You're going to take every inch of it, aren't you, Ombre?"
Ombre's breath hitched, his eyes widening as he took in the sight of Ankoku's cock. It was thick and long, the head already glistening with pre-cum. He could feel his own cock twitching in response, eager and ready for the mortal's touch.
"Yes," he breathed, his voice barely a whisper. "I want you to fuck me, Ankoku. I want you to fill me up." "You're going to take it like a good little god, aren't you?
You're going to take every inch of my cock and beg for more," Ankoku growled, his voice laced with dominance.
Ombre whimpered, his body trembling as he nodded. "Yes, Ankoku. I'll take it. I'll take all of it."
Ankoku smirked, positioning himself at Ombre's entrance. He could see the god's hole, tight and puckered, and he couldn't wait to feel it around his cock. He rubbed the head of his cock against Ombre's entrance, coating it with pre-cum, making the god squirm and moan.
"Fuck, Ankoku... please... I need you inside me," Ombre begged, his voice ragged with desire. "You're so eager, godling," he taunted, his voice low and husky. "You can't wait to feel my cock stretching you, filling you up." "Yes... yes, I can't wait," he gasped, his eyes fluttering closed as he gave himself over to the pleasure.
Ankoku grabbed Ombre's hips, tilting them up as he began to push inside.
Ombre's breath hitched, his body tensing as he felt the head of Ankoku's cock pushing against his tight hole. "Fuck, Ankoku... you're so big," he gasped, his fingers digging into the sheets beneath him.
Ankoku smirked, his eyes locked onto Ombre's as he pushed forward, inch by inch, giving the god time to adjust. "You're going to take it all, aren't you, Ombre?" he growled, his voice low and commanding. "You're going to take every inch of my cock."
Ombre whimpered, his body trembling as he felt Ankoku's cock stretching him, filling him up. "Yes...
yes, I'll take it," Ombre panted, his eyes locked onto Ankoku's as the mortal continued to push inside him. He could feel every inch of Ankoku's cock, thick and long, stretching him, filling him up. It was intense, overwhelming, but he wanted more. He needed more.
Ankoku smirked, his hands gripping Ombre's hips tightly as he thrust forward, burying himself deep inside the god. "Fuck, you're so tight," he growled, his voice filled with desire. "You feel amazing around my cock."
Ombre moaned, his body arching into Ankoku's as he felt the mortal's cock throbbing inside him.
"Fuck, Ankoku... you're so deep," he gasped, his voice filled with pleasure and pain. "You feel so good inside me."
Ankoku smirked, his eyes locked onto Ombre's as he began to move, his hips thrusting forward, pulling back, and then thrusting forward again. "You like that, don't you, Ombre?" "You like feeling my cock inside you, stretching you, filling you up?"
Ombre whimpered, his body trembling as he felt Ankoku's cock moving inside him, hitting that spot deep inside that made him see stars. "Yes...
yes, I love it," Ombre panted, his hips bucking in time with Ankoku's thrusts. "Fuck me harder, Ankoku. Make me feel it."
Ankoku growled, his grip on Ombre's hips tightening as he picked up the pace, slamming into the god with increasing force. "You want it harder, Ombre? You want me to fuck you until you can't walk straight?"
Ombre moaned, his body arching into Ankoku's as he felt the mortal's cock pounding into him, hitting that sweet spot deep inside that made him see stars. "Yes... yes, I want it harder.
I want you to fuck me like you own me. I want you to make me scream your name," Ombre panted, his voice filled with desperation. "You want me to fuck you like you own me, Ombre?" Ankoku growled, his voice low and commanding. "You want me to make you scream my name?"
Ombre nodded, his eyes locked onto Ankoku's as the mortal continued to pound into him, his hips slamming against Ombre's ass with increasing force. "Yes...yes, I want that," he gasped, his voice filled with pleasure and pain.
"I want you to fuck me like you own me, Ankoku. I want you to make me scream your name." "You want it rough, godling? You want me to fuck you hard and deep?"
Ombre nodded, his body trembling with anticipation. I want it rough. I want you to fuck me like you mean it." "Oh, I mean it, Ombre.
I'm going to fuck you until you're begging for mercy," Ankoku growled, his voice low and filled with a primal hunger. He could feel the god's body trembling beneath him, could see the desire burning in Ombre's eyes. "You're going to take every inch of my cock, aren't you, Ombre? You're going to take it like a good little god."
Ombre whimpered, his body arching into Ankoku's touch. "Yes... yes, I'm going to take it all," he panted, his voice filled with desperation.
Ankoku smirked, his hands moving to Ombre's thighs, pushing them further apart as he began to pound into the god with renewed vigor. "You like that, don't you, Ombre? You like feeling my cock stretching you, filling you up?"
Ombre shook his head, tearing falling from his face.
"No... no, I can't... "You can't just fuck me like this, Ankoku. I'm a god, not some mortal plaything."
Ankoku paused, his eyes softening as he took in Ombre's distress. He leaned down, his lips brushing against the god's ear. "I know you're not just some plaything, Ombre," he whispered, his voice gentle yet firm. "I know you're a god, and I respect that. But you're also a living, breathing being with needs and desires.
And right now, your body is telling me that it wants to be fucked. Hard." Ankoku's voice was a low growl, his breath hot against Ombre's ear. "You want to feel alive, Ombre. You want to feel something real. And I can give that to you."
Ombre's breath hitched, his body trembling as he considered Ankoku's words. The mortal was right. He did want to feel alive. He did want to feel something real. And he wanted Ankoku to be the one to give it to him. And yet...
"I can't... please... No more..." Ombre whimpered, his body trembling as Ankoku's cock throbbed inside him. I can't take anymore."
Ankoku's eyes flashed with a mix of concern and determination. "You can, Ombre. You can take more. You're stronger than you think." He leaned down, capturing Ombre's lips in a searing kiss, his tongue pushing past the god's lips, exploring his mouth. "You're doing so well, Ombre. You're taking my cock like a champ.
I'm so proud of you." Ankoku murmured against Ombre's lips, his voice filled with a mix of desire and admiration. He could feel the god's body trembling beneath him, could see the sweat beading on his skin, and he knew that Ombre was close to the edge.
Ombre whimpered, his body arching into Ankoku's touch as the mortal's lips continued to explore his body. I'm going to... I'm going to..." he stammered, his voice barely above a whisper. "You're going to come, aren't you, Ombre?"
He chuckled, petting his head. "Go on."