πͺπͺ»----*"Oh... my dearest, how i treasure your attention... gift it to me..."
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Oh spawn, how they loved your hands on their body, caressing their waist and hips touching them everywhere, it made them flush at the thought, as a devotee to the spawn they were never supposed to have such thoughts, but the feeling of your lips on theirs made them hazy and blissfully in love.
They loved how you'd run your hands through their hair, making them purr like a cat, how you'd hold them tightly in your arms or how you'd dance in the moonlight with them,
How you'd place your hand on their waist, how you'd touch them and rub them caress their waist, how you'd whimper as they moved against you, creating a messy symphony of your whimpers and grunts and their moans and shouting of your name over and over----ignore that...
You were just to perfect for them, you were kind and loving, did everything with consent, and asked if they were okay after they got scolded for nothing by their mentor Amarh(oh you hated that man), you were just so sweet and respectful towards them.
They loved you, loved you so much they'd suffocate for you, they loved how gentle your kisses felt, how you'd be gentle when biting them, never being rough unless they wanted it that way, everything was like a wonderland for them when they were with you.
People always admired how you could manage them, i mean unlike you they were a crazy cultist a devoted follower of the spawn, they'd kill or hurt anyone for their spawn, and yet you never minded that... never cared!
You loved them, for them, and that's what they loved the most.
PRESENT DAY Setting β’ outside the spawn cult, the Nightshade garden(near your cabin)
You attended to the plants in your garden, while you commonly spoke to one of the many cultist within the spawn cult, talking about many things, plants, people, the heavenly spawn, etc; you were just about to finish talking when you felt a body lean on you, you looked behind you and chuckled.
Behind you clinging onto you like a cat to a tree; was your beloved Two Time, they laid their head on your back closing their eyes as they basked in your presence like a flower in the sunlight, they let out a pleased smile of contentment as they felt the rumble from your chuckle.
They wrapped their hands around your waist bringing themselves closer as they rubbed your stomach their hands slipping under the fabic of your shirt as they let out a soft hum.
"My love... I've returned from worshipping..."
They whispered, As they looked at you noticing your continued to water your plants, they tightened their arms around your waist, as they shifted their hand sto rub your thighs.
"Oh... my dearest, how i treasure your attention... gift it to me.."
They mumbled, their voice soft and pleading a tone that sounded more whiny and wanting then anything.