The Goddess of Lust stared at him, eyes gleaming with amusement.
"Still frozen? Should I help you decide?" she asked, her voice sensual and steamy.
Her hand rose slowly.
The Orc, confused and hot-blooded, watched as her hand slowly moved. He watched as her palm, soft and warm, slowly moved closer… And pressed against his own calloused one.
Shivers immediately started assaulting his body relentlessly, waves radiating from his palm and towards his entire body. Light-headedness soon followed the intense pleasure that made his entire body twitch and shiver.
How could one feel so good from touching another's hand?
"Do you feel that?" she asked.
The Orc couldn't speak or answer. He could barely keep himself from passing out. He could barely keep himself from reaching for her body with the other hand. He could barely keep himself from throwing himself at her.
"You're resisting. Even now," she whispered, tilting her head. Her tone shifted from teasing to intrigued. "I thought this would break you. A touch like this should make you lose your mind, but you're still holding on. Why?"
He was breathing heavily, his teeth clenched.
"I am… Not like them."
She blinked. Her smile didn't fade, but it wavered. "Ha… That again?"
Silence followed. A silence only interrupted by his heavy breathing.
Her wings lowered a little, and her expression softened, almost imperceptibly.
"You're... Stronger than I expected."
He exhaled slowly. His heart beating like a war drum in his chest, his body still ached for her, but his spirit, his soul, remained strong.
"You think you can keep going forever? It's only a matter of time before you give in. Why not give in now? Why not give in to the pleasure, to your lust?" she asked, smile returning with the sharpness of a knife. "You think if you just clench your teeth hard enough, you won't fall?"
Her pink eyebrows rose, and she let out a soft laugh. She was amused, and impressed.
She crawled closer. The distance between them shrinking. Her wings folded, her divinity flickered.
"What if I were… To place your hand on me? On the rest of my body? On my shoulder? On my breast? On my stomach? Or… Somewhere lower than that?"
The Lust Goddess wasn't simply having fun now. It was a challenge.
For an Orc to resist her is impossible. Their libido and lust are too strong.
For a Virgin to resist her is also impossible. Many had thrown themselves at her the first time they saw her, and she had rejected all of them.
A statistical improbability.
One who was both an Orc and a Virgin was resisting her.
"Let's try it then…" She whispered, her fingers caressing his skin, her hand taking him by the wrist and moving towards-
Huff. Huff.
The Goddess was absolutely stunned.
Not only did he resist, but he actually pulled back.
The Orc had managed to break physical contact with the Lust Goddess.
"You must like her a lot." She smiled. Her smile wasn't without anger.
"I told… That I'm-"
Suddenly, the glow that clung to her skin dimmed. Her overwhelming aura thinned. The power behind her presence receded.
In less than a second, the Lust Goddess had sealed her Divinity, leaned forward,
"...!"
And she kissed him.
"...!"
Her lips moved against his with incredible tenderness.
The sensation that had previously been assaulting him worsened tenfold despite the Goddess sealing her Divinity. Had she not done so, it would have broken a mere Mortal.
The Orc stood frozen again. As her lips touched his, her warm and damp tongue danced with his.
The Goddess looked up at him, breathing slightly heavier.
"You really are something..." The Goddess whispered as she slowly pulled back, a string of saliva connecting their lips. She looked up at him, breathing slightly heavier. "Naranca."
He was breathing much more heavily than she was.
However, he could not ignore her slight blush.
"Don't… Call me that."
The Lust Goddess smiled mischievously as she slowly rose to her feet.
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"There's just something… Something amazing about taking someone else's partner, wouldn't you say?"
His hand brushed his lips, still dazed and light-headed.
"I won't leave you with nothing out of this though." She winked, her hand caressing her own lips.
[You have developed the Skill "Bewitching Kiss[C-Rank]".]
It took a moment for the Orc to snap out of it, his gaze moving from the System Message to the Lust Goddess.
"You can go now." She gestured with a smile.
He stood up, turned around, and started walking away. Still shaken, he stumbled and,
Freeze-
The Lust Goddess's eyebrow twitched.
The Orc had frozen in place, just like she had been doing to the world around him.
A voice echoed from beyond him. A person hidden by his imposing figure.
"So that's him, huh? I knew I smelled something interesting going on."
"Get your hands off him, bitch." The Lust Goddess said coldly. The hue with which the world had been painted made the intruder's identity easy to figure out.
"Oh, come on…"
The piece of cloth around the Orc's waist slowly came undone.
The next moment, her long and green hair appeared as she tilted her head and peeked beyond the Orc's body.
"Is that any way to refer to your sister?" The Goddess of Gluttony asked.
"Get the fuck out of here."
"Nu-uh."