"Do you now carry the Savior of Mara" Aronil asked.
"Mara will reveal this in time." The Priestess answered, smiling. Aronil looked at her, filled a sudden longing.
"May I stay with you? I mean, I would assume I stay with you, to protect you... to help you." Aronil clumsily asked, his face searching hers. She smiled.
"Aronil, would you not rather go out and conquer the vast lands of Tamriel, gaining fame and fortune? You have now been restored to your former glory."
He paused, then whispered, "Please don't case me from your sight. I am inexplicable bound to you dear Priestess. Let me always be bathed in your love and light." He leaned down and kissed her. She kissed him back, reassuring him that he was bound to her. He withdrew from her lips and kissed her forehead, moving to her neck and letting her hair brush against his face. A thought seized him.
"Beautiful Priestess, I do not know your name. What shall I call you, my mistress?" he whispered in her ear, his hot milky breath like fire on her skin.
"I have no name that may be called by mortals, but you dear Aronil have proven most worthy and may call me Ama Nin, as I was once known." She placed her head on his chest. "We will be vessels for the new era."
Closing his eyes, Aronil held her in his arms, content and for the first time in his life, filled with true purpose.
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char: M!/NPC, F!/Breton kinks: adult breastfeeding, lactation, religion, het, deity-worship
"The Wheys of Mara" 7/7
"Mara will reveal this in time." The Priestess answered, smiling. Aronil looked at her, filled a sudden longing.
"May I stay with you? I mean, I would assume I stay with you, to protect you... to help you." Aronil clumsily asked, his face searching hers. She smiled.
"Aronil, would you not rather go out and conquer the vast lands of Tamriel, gaining fame and fortune? You have now been restored to your former glory."
He paused, then whispered, "Please don't case me from your sight. I am inexplicable bound to you dear Priestess. Let me always be bathed in your love and light." He leaned down and kissed her. She kissed him back, reassuring him that he was bound to her. He withdrew from her lips and kissed her forehead, moving to her neck and letting her hair brush against his face. A thought seized him.
"Beautiful Priestess, I do not know your name. What shall I call you, my mistress?" he whispered in her ear, his hot milky breath like fire on her skin.
"I have no name that may be called by mortals, but you dear Aronil have proven most worthy and may call me Ama Nin, as I was once known." She placed her head on his chest. "We will be vessels for the new era."
Closing his eyes, Aronil held her in his arms, content and for the first time in his life, filled with true purpose.
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char: M!/NPC, F!/Breton
kinks: adult breastfeeding, lactation, religion, het, deity-worship