READ NOVEL ONLINE Chapter 15: Eros
"I think there's some truth in that." She looked away for a moment.
"So tell me a little about the wisdom of the god of passion, what's so special about me?" That's when everyone goes wrong, the lack of clarity. She wants to hear something and something very specific.
"You've done your best Hestia, it's a shame that not everyone recognizes your effort and generosity. From the moment I met you until now you've only talked about how worried you are about your ungrateful son and I really admire that." The blue of those big eyes seemed to vibrate with my words.
"You really do have some wisdom." It was strange, she who had always been agitated and electric, now seemed calm and poised. Her once vulgar breasts were filled with a certain elegance.Her posture leaned forward as if she wanted to show off her gifts, an act that I more than appreciated.
Gods were immortal and certainly possessed a great deal of logical as well as emotional intelligence, but they weren't obliged to use it.
It seems cynical to think that someone would suffer because they wanted to, but in the world of the gods it could be commonplace. To infantilize oneself so that one could enjoy life better without all the responsibilities and burdens of an ancient and powerful being.
Of course, there could also be another explanation. She was trying to match me, copying my elegant movements, my way of speaking, making herself seem more compatible.
Because it was more of an unconscious gesture,I had a lot of doubts as to why.
"Well, since you know something and always judge me for being one of the virgin goddesses, tell me about the other side of the coin that everyone seems to love so much." Her every word seemed to be a millimetrically calculated trap, any false step and she would become someone else again. This test was worse than a minefield.
Damn, it's hard to think with those big tits in my face!What a deadly ordeal. I could feel her noticing my gaze
"You're quite naughty, aren't you?Perhaps this passion of yours is a bit erotic?
Not that I find it a problem, in fact it makes me happy."I ignored her words, I wouldn't fall into that trap so easily.I had to be bigger than this, even if just for now.
"Haven't you ever heard of the myth of the androgyne?" Hestia was composed but nodded no. It was strange that she didn't know the story attributed to the Greeks.
"Well," I settled into my chair before continuing with the myth.I need air!
"At the beginning of time, there were three types of human being: male, female and androgynous. The masculine were children of the Sun, the feminine were daughters of the Earth, and the androgynous, a combination of the two, came from the Moon."
"These beings were powerful"As powerful as my dick between those soft tits.She will look beautiful covered in cum.These pigtails will be good for pulling her head later, this haircut calls for pulling hard against the cock.Shit focuses right Eros!
"With two heads, four arms, four legs, and a strength that seemed to have no limits. They rolled through the world. So bold, without any restraint, they intended to eat all the gods."Shit I think I confused them with me, well now that's it. I paused, my voice becoming deeper and more serious.
"The gods, especially Zeus, feared that these beings would become too strong and eat Hera. So instead of destroying them, Zeus thought of an ingenious solution: he would split each being in half, weakening them physically…"Zeus has such a small dick that he had to split other people's dicks in two to get a chance.shit cuckold!
"and creating a deep desire to reunite with their other half. In this way, he would keep the humans on their quest, busy and dependent, but also united by the need to complete themselves."
"From that moment on, every human being began to wander the world looking for their other half, in an irresistible impulse that was called Eros.Eros is the desire to return to our original state, to the union we once had and lost."
"It's physical and emotional love in its entirety." That tale meant more than a story to me today, I was the embodiment of Eros, I am Eros.At the end of the day this must be the right story if this is how I, the main character, choose.
"I don't quite understand. That may be important to others, but what about us?" I understood her,the tale referred to humans, not gods.And it certainly didn't feel like an erotic tale about how I intended to cuckold Zeus.
"That's a myth, Hestia, not just for me or you, but for everyone. We are all incomplete in our essence and we can only complete ourselves when we connect physically and then we can as one flesh become one mind."
"It's more than sex, it's a unique and beautiful connection that for a moment makes us transcend as individuals and that's why we like it." That was the right answer, it didn't matter about the story, what mattered was the philosophy and the depth.I'm a fucking intellectual!
If I sought sex like an animal, she would ignore me like anyone else who looked at those huge tits. If I ran away, I'd just be a friend and that was the right path, knowledge, mastery, fullness. To show her that she had something more than she had always thought and that she could have much more if she allowed herself.
It wasn't sex, it was magic to transcend!A divine and sacred ritual!
I could see her now, her head resting on her arm on the table. Entertained by a story like a child, something the gods rarely managed.I gave her something she hadn't had in a long time.
With a slow movement, she leaned back and picked up some money, placing it on the table.
"It's getting late." She wanted me to follow her.But I waited for her to ask the right way.
"Don't beat around the bush, I wanted to keep talking a little longer. Do you like tea by any chance?"If we are talking about the same tea, definitely!
"Of course."I stood up calmly offering my arm like the gentleman I was...or once was.She grabbed it giving me my first relief, her breasts were as soft as expected pressing against my skin.
"You said a lot of good things about my personality and my attitudes. You've also helped me through a bad time and entertained me with your stories. I think you deserve a little reward."I knew from the beginning that she had this hidden side.
She turned, pulled me into an alley and positioned herself against the wall, puffing out her chest.
"You looked at them a lot tonight. You can touch them if you like." Looking down, her cleavage stood out, the blue bow on the white fabric and that comfortable, confident air.
I didn't need her to say it twice, so I approached her gently. I grabbed them from underneath and gently stroked them upwards, letting them sway and vibrate,
"You're kind." Gradually I let my hands go up and began to squeeze, sinking into them. The soft, slippery texture was unique and I didn't know if I'd ever get to hold something like that again. Her breathing became labored as I moved.
I took advantage of the situation and asked for something more that had never been offered to me,pointing to her lips I kissed her softly. Her eyes twitched, still uncomfortable, but she soon returned the gesture, wanting more.
I enveloped her mouth with my tongue, penetrating her insides with equal desire on her part. My knees moved to touch the middle of her legs and rubbed lightly. Her nipples began to get hard, standing out through her clothes, and I wanted more.