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Who: Margo & Seth
Where: The Temple of Revelry
When: One night after their discussion
Warnings: Some NSFW content, sex

The dress, if you could call it that, was a gift from her followers. The silk that draped over Margo’s form was the same light blue as the skies she had gifted her people with on the first day she’d sat upon the throne in the temple of weather. It seemed very fitting. The crown on her head had been the one she’d come with. It had been the crown of earth, one with gold leaves and green and amber gems blooming from gold stems. Margo truly did look like an especially opulent version of Mother Nature as she walked into the temple of Revelry.

She looked all around for Seth, seeming rather casual about it. Margo was hardly ever over eager when it came to the opposite sex. Aloofness had always been her specialty. It was something that she hadn’t ever had needed to have taught to her. It came as naturally to her as breathing and walking.

The priests went ignored as Margo just strolled on into the temple, so casual about entering such a holy and important place. In her opinion, her temple was cooler, but, then again, Seth probably didn’t have the ability to enchant his place to have the illusion of actual outdoor weather on the inside. Ah, the perks of being a witch.

“Sure wish I could find the guy this temple is dedicated to…” She said very casually, just barely loud enough to be heard. Margo walked along the edge of the place, hand on a marble wall so she could drag her fingertips over its smooth surface as she moved along.

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She had an infectious laugh, making him grin a little less devious. Amusement reached his eyes while his mouth busied over her skin. Margo played along which only fueled his appreciation for her.

Her leg hooked around him and didn't allow him a trip further south on her body. Seth moved his lips back up toward her neck when she uttered near his ear, making his aching member flex and press firmly against her. "Let me school you then, Kitten. Just so happens, I wanna know too."

It was tempting to just slip in with how tight Margo pulled him but he opted to tease her center and moisten his excitement with hers first. A little tease to test just how ready she was. A couple of seconds, his hips had rocked enough for him to answer her curiosity and his own. Seth buried in as far as possible.

His weight over her was perched on his left elbow, his dominant arm. His hand slid up her back and reached for the back of her hair. Seth took a firm grip of her silky locks. His right spread over the side of her ribs, thumb teasing her nipple. Each thrust of his hips seemed to slide her up a little further on the couch.

As soon as he was inside her, Margo let out a cry of pleasure. He felt so good inside her. She had to wonder if it was because he was an amazing man or because he was a god. There really was no sure way to tell. This whole experience was like an experiment. It was her first time with another god.

Her hips found a rhythm that matched his and she smiled at him playfully as his fingers got tangled up in her hair. If he got a little rough with her, she wouldn’t mind. It felt good having him take control of the situation. Ordinarily she liked to top, but a change in pace was keeping things interesting.

Margo got a little rough with him, too. As soon as tension started to build, she let her manicured fingernails dig into his skin and rake down his back. Breath hissed through her teeth and her feet flexed as she grew closer and closer to her peak. He was getting her there quicker than she’d expected.

“Mmm, that’s good…” She murmured in a pitch that was a little higher than normal due to her nearing her climax. Her breathing was growing shorter, faster, and more ragged. Margo was hopelessly lost in the moment. She wanted Seth and it was painfully obvious.

Pain didn't normally bring pleasure but he couldn't deny enjoying a woman's nails digging into his skin or a little biting from normal human teeth (not fangs). Seth also enjoyed his balls squeezed a little when getting head. He figured that Margo might get there if she already had step one in play.

Each push was firm, pulling almost all the way out then driving in with force. It wasn't a simple pump in and out but an angled drive with a grind to her center. His body curled which flexed the muscles that formed his core, all the way through his chest, shoulders and arms. Seth looked down to their union and let out a growl.

"I aim to please, Sweetheart... Wanna make your pussy purr." His words staggered as he exerted himself over her. Seth crashed his mouth over hers while picking up the speed, pounding into her like a battering ram. It was too forceful to keep kissing so he dropped his mouth back to her neck and bit Margo.

Margo let out a chorus of moans, letting her eyelids drift closed. Her arms held him as close as he would let her, but she didn’t dare interfere with his work. It felt amazing and there was no way in hell she was going to interrupt that kind of pleasure. She bit at her lip, stifling a louder noise as the two of them carried on enthusiastically.

She tilted her head back and moaned quietly as he bit at the skin of her neck. His nip was gentle, but just forceful enough to be felt, that happy medium that she loved so much. Her tongue flicked out to lick her lips and she lifted her head to kiss the side of his neck. The two of them were twisted together in a beautiful mess and Margo wanted to keep it that way.

“I’m so close…” She said in a near murmur, her voice obviously tense with pleasure. Margo’s fingers still dug into his back and now her toes curled tightly as her leg hugged his body. Every limb showed signs of being near that beautiful release and all she wanted was for Seth to give it to her.

"Give it to me," he growled with an equally intense gaze. That was all the warning he could muster. Seth needed to focus on his performance, feeling his own release on the brink. His mouth had parted just enough to speak and took hers again forcefully. He held her lower lip between his teeth and tugged before another run of his tongue on hers.

His thrusts picked up in frequency, giving in to the feeling that he could no longer hold back. "FUCK!" Seth hoped he had read her right. All signs pointed to her body giving in first but he didn't know Margo well enough to feel confident on the educated guess. The push and pull between their bodies hardly contained a gap.

It was a grind in the end until his climax struck. Seth pulled back to where her thighs received his load. He panted for breath with closed eyes, mouth not far from hers and damp forehead pressed near hers. Whether it was the rain or sweat, Seth had no fucking clue. He lowered his ass and sandwiched Margo into the furniture underneath. Hopefully the rain could clean up what mess he left on her.

As the waves of pleasure passed by, Margo let her breath even out. Seth lowered himself on her and she just laughed. Sex with him had been crazy intense, but it had also been fun. So many men had disappointed her in the past, but he’d managed to hold her interest. Maybe this ‘sex as deities’ thing was something she could really get used to. Or was it less about being deities and more about being with Seth? She supposed there wasn’t really any way to find out. Still, she’d give credit where credit was due. Seth was an excellent lay.

She lifted her head and gave him a kiss on the lips, smiling and radiating happiness. After drizzling on the two of them for a minute or two, the rain tapered off and stopped along with the heatwave she had caused. No sunlight, no rainbow, but she was just getting a handle on this thing, after all.

“That was pretty fucking amazing.” She smiled up at Seth. There was no point in keeping mum about how much she’d enjoyed herself. Margo could be aloof at times, but she could also be intense and wild at times, too. She was a god, now. Why not celebrate with unabashed honesty?