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“Urgh… Haa…. Ah…. Ah….”
The sound of moaning and skin slapping against each other echoed in a room belonging to the temple in Mexico City. It was not hard to decipher what kind of actions that were currently happening in said room. Normally, having sex in such a place would be considered a disrespectful and blasphemous act. Yet, is it still so if one of the two persons participating was the God that the temple is dedicated to?
Yes, the so-called Almighty God that is revered by this whole city, Tezcatlipoca, was having intercourse with Crypter Daybit Sem Void, his Master in this Lostbelt. Tezcatlipoca’s strong arms were spreading and holding Daybit’s long legs firmly while he drove his own hard erection into his Master. Underneath him, Daybit covered his mouth with one hand, while his other hand clutched tightly at the bedsheet. He was trying so hard not to let any noise escape his mouth, but it seemed to be of little avail.
“Hah, Daybit, relax a bit…. It feels good, doesn’t it?”
“Haa…Aah…Not…at all… Be quick….”
Tezcatlipoca chuckled at his own Master’s stubbornness, and then leaned in and kissed the back of Daybit’s hand, which still covered his mouth. This made Daybit’s amethyst eyes widen a bit. He immediately turned his head to his side, not wanting to look at Tezcatlipoca’s face.
Daybit only agreed to this act because Tezcatlipoca said it is the quickest and most efficient way to supply mana with least effort needed, as he and his Servant’s connecting path was not exactly strong due to Daybit’s special circumstances. He still thought it was troublesome and time-consuming, but it could not be helped since they both had to be in top shape to prepare for their grand plan. However, even though Daybit hardly recorded any details about their affairs, deeming them as unimportant, he still believed that Tezcatlipoca might be indulging in this act a little bit too much. He often felt soreness all over his body when they were done. Not to mention those hickeys Tezcatlipoca tended to put on his shoulders and chest often took several days to fade away. Still, Daybit’s body is strong, and despite Tezcatlipoca’s brutality, his Servant never did any further damage to Daybit (unlike the first time they met). So he stopped thinking much about it.
(Thinking about it also aroused some weird feelings in his mind, so he absolutely could not think about it.)
As for Almighty God, it was only half-truth that he wanted to supply magical power this way. Well, more mana is always nice, however, he just wanted to see this normally calm and collected man in a disheveled state. After all, he was very curious about his Master. In spite of not being regarded as belonging to Humanity by the World, he was arrogant enough to dare to try summoning a Chief God using the power of the land. He had indeed proven himself to be a fine and strong warrior, whose grandiose planet destruction goal Tezcatlipoca decided to support. God planned to have fun with his intriguing Master, and this was part of the fun too. He laughed at himself a bit. It seemed like possessing a human vessel also gave him some sort of human desire.
Even though Daybit couldn’t remember the entirety of their sexual encounters, it did not diminish any fun. It was always a feast for God’s eyes when he watched Daybit’s pretty face go from expressionless and rigid to slowly melting in pleasure. Who knew that this seemingly cold man could make a face like that? It did not matter if his Master forgot everything the next day, Tezcatlipoca had already memorized all of his sensitive areas. If anything, seeing Daybit getting confused again and again when Tezcatlipoca touched the erogenous zones which the Crypter did not even know existed on his body was extremely arousing.
But today, he was in the mood to punish his favorite warrior a bit. Tezcatlipoca actually liked that Daybit is neither particularly reverent nor disrespectful towards him. But in this Lostbelt, Daybit was still considered as Tezcatlipoca’s Priest, and hierarchy should still be followed. With that in mind, he swiftly pulled out of Daybit, then flips his body over.
“Wait… Tezcat… lipoca… Wait…”
Ignoring his Master’s words, Tezcatlipoca continued until he was done with positioning Daybit so that only his hips raised up and were held firmly by his arms. Then, he put his own rock hard dick against Daybit’s soft hole.
“Hah… You should do more of your duty as my Priest, Daybit.”
What sort of duty is this? Daybit’s mind silently shouted. But before he could retaliate, Tezcatlipoca inserted himself all the way into his Master’s body. The sudden deep penetration made Daybit let out a near-scream noise. Not giving him any time to get used to it, Tezcatlipoca began to quicken his pistoning movement, hitting the spot he knew would make Daybit roll his eyes. This was too much for Daybit, whose inexperienced mind couldn’t process all of this pleasure.
“Aaaaaahhh…. Too much….. I can’t…….”
“You can…. You always can…”
Little did Daybit know, this was not the entirety of Tezcatlipoca’s “punishment”. Suddenly, his large palm delivered several slaps on Daybit’s plump ass. It was not gentle enough not to hurt, yet not harsh enough to be painful. It should be uncomfortable, yet it was so stimulating. These contradicting feelings made Daybit instantly climax. His entire vision turned white and he almost passed out. If it were not for one of Tezcatlipoca’s hands still holding his waist, the Crypter would collapse on the bed like a marionette whose strings had all been cut.
All of the sudden, black tentacles out of thin air attacked Tezcatlipoca. With an inhuman reaction speed, he materialized his obsidian blades to shoot at them. Unlike the always-inaccurate trajectory of his bullets, the obsidian projections all destroyed those things. However, a bigger shape appears in the middle of the room. It did not look like any creatures of Earth. In other words, it was an alien from 14 billion lightyears away that Daybit was connected with through the Angelic Artifact.
Tezcatlipoca knew that Daybit would never willingly summon any of these creatures to attack him for whatever reasons. Unlike the conflict-loving nature of the God of War, Daybit was a highly efficient individual that prioritized his goal above everything. Fighting Tezcatlipoca, no matter which outcome, would just be unnecessary bloodshed that could hinder their process. Which meant, this entity did not come out of Daybit’s free will. Tezcatlipoca promptly recalled what Daybit said the first time they met: The angelic aliens would automatically attack the opponent when Daybit’s life was perceived to be in danger. So there was only one possible explanation. Still, was him slapping Daybit’s ass and fucking him roughly really deemed as a dangerous situation? He almost wanted to laugh at the absurdity.
At the same time, for some unknown reason, looking at that creature pissed Tezcatlipoca off to no end. Who cared that this guy is the Terminal of the Dark Star! Only Tezcatlipoca responded to his call to help with the destruction of Earth, therefore, he should be recognized as Tezcatlipoca’s Priest only! These creepy aliens should know that too. In Tezcatlipoca’s Paradise of the Dead, he could block the inference of Outer Space. Unfortunately, he was not able to do that in Miclan, so there was no way to avoid the gaze of the entities from billions of lightyears away.
“Ha…ah… Release me, Tezcatlipoca, I will deal with it…”
Daybit’s hoarse voice made Tezcatlipoca realize that he was still inside his Master. At that moment, an idea sparked in his mind.
Well, if he could not prevent the prying gazes of these alien bastards, then he just needed to take what he wanted from them and made sure to show them that clearly, right?
Old habits truly die hard, God laughed cockily. Doesn’t matter though. Cuckolding people, even if they are not “people”, is always the best, after all.
Before Daybit could say anything more, Tezcatlipoca exercised his Authority: Probability Manipulation. Black smoke aroused, enveloping both of them. This was his power that was used as a defensive measure to make opponents’ attacks always miss. So this war-loving deity wanted to go against this Outer Space’s alien by himself? Daybit pondered. Fine with him though. Spare him the trouble of dispersing the shadow. If it was only one opponent, it should not pose any threat to Tezcatlipoca. Meanwhile, he would keep controlling himself so that more wouldn’t come. Still, something was really strange.
Tezcatlipoca had not made any effort to pull out of Daybit. His arm was still fixed around Daybit’s waist too.
Despite having unparalleled intelligence, Daybit couldn’t deduce the logical reasoning behind his Servant’s action at this moment. He knew Tezcatlipoca was whimsical and capricious, but did he really want to fight while still being in this state? Feeling uneasy, Daybit tried to get out from under Tezcatlipoca. Yet, the arm was wrapped more tightly around Daybit, holding him in place.
Too bad no one ever taught Daybit the appeal of exhibitionism and taking other people’s “wife”.
“But I haven’t cum yet, Daybit.” Tezcatlipoca leaned over, whispering huskily into his Master’s ear. The low and seductive voice vibrated around Daybit’s head, and he felt some tingling sensations in his lower region again.
“What do you mean…..aaahh.”
Tezcatlipoca slowly began thrusting into Daybit. The body, which was extra sensitive after the previous orgasm, jerked wildly.
“Tezcat…lipoca…!! Stop… It is… attack…ing.”
It was hard to form a comprehensible sentence while having a big and hard dick went in and out of you, but Daybit managed. Usually, he would not hesitate to just kick Tezcatlipoca in the groin. Still, he wanted to try to reason with this whimsical God first. It would be more efficient and beneficial in the future if there was no unnecessary rift between them.
“You are right, it is attacking me. Can it land a hit though?”
Indeed. The space creature kept using its tentacle-like parts to strike at Tezcatlipoca. Yet, no matter how precise it seemed to aim its attacks, they ended up just hitting the air.
“Why…are you doing this?”
Using God’s Authority just to keep having sex. Daybit did not understand the purpose. Even with his limited memory, Daybit did not remember ever refusing Tezcatlipoca, no matter how he felt that this God might be indulging in this act a bit too much. Though they rarely saw each other as Daybit had to run around the Lostbelt to do fieldwork while Tezcatlipoca was in charge of building Mexico City, they could always meet up whenever they felt like needed due to their Master-Servant connection. So why?
There was a beat of silence. With their current position, Daybit could not see Tezcatlipoca’s face. He could not see the slightly troubled look he was giving him. Without warning, Tezcatlipoca slipped out of Daybit and dropped his body to the bed. He immediately plopped down next to Daybit and grabbed his Master’s body so that he was lying on the side with his back against his torso. Then, he whispered into Daybit’s ears, while his large hand lifted the Master’s toned thigh so that he could bury his dick inside Daybit again.
“Because you’re my Priest first and foremost, Daybit. Remember that.”
Of course this inexperienced boy who did not have much human contact in his life still couldn’t understand. Nevertheless, Tezcatlipoca did not plan to let Daybit speak again. He’d rather let their bodies do the talking from now on. Each attempt to utter a word from Daybit was met with a merciless thrust that directly hits his prostate. At the same time, his other arm sneaked under Daybit to wrap around his body, then grabbed at one nipple. His long, thin fingers circled around the areola, then pinched the erected nub. If anything Tezcatlipoca had learnt, it was that Daybit was especially weak in the nipples. He always whimpered like a little puppy whenever Tezcatlipoca pinched, pulled and crushed them with his fingertips.
“How does it feel, having your space buddy watch me fucking you? You never record our sessions, right? Did they even know about how much you love my dick?”
He felt the body in his arms tensing. He rarely does dirty talking to Daybit, as it is still “too soon” for his Master. He admits that he is getting a little bit carried away at the moment. Though he didn’t grant Daybit any chance to form any comprehensible word, his cute Master did not seem to quite dislike it. This was certainly a good discovery. Soon, the long-haired man also reached, cumming deep inside the body.
“Hah… hah… Feel good right? D-”
Hardly had Tezcatlipoca experienced the blissful afterglow when an unexpected impact hit him in the face. It was hard enough that his nose bled. He was headbutted.
Of course, there could only be one possible culprit. Touching his bloody nose, Tezcatlipoca almost roared.
“Daybit, what the fuck did you just do? You insolent brat…I will shoot you to d…”
“Lie down. I’m getting on top.” Said brat interrupted God’s mid-sentence.
Huh?