The Goddess of Life, Aurelianne

The Goddess introduced herself, her shiny silver hair waved with the soft breeze but didn't switch her position.

Her figure still squatted childishly in front of him, portraying an innocence that didn't go along with the sight in front of Constantine's eyes. That charming smile that just wouldn't depart for a second, captivated him.

It took him several seconds to come out of his stupor, seconds that she took advantage of to inspect his body further.

She raised up eventually, still lending her hand for him to take.

"It's my pleasure to meet you, please just call me Constantine" he gulped audibly, trying to get rid of the trance her body was subjecting him to... taking a hold of her hand, stood up and inhaled a deep breath.

The Goddess tilted her head and released a giggle but her gaze contained a knowing glint, "It must be hot in here; your face is quite red~"

!!!

*cough!*

"Yes, it is indeed hot in here." He coughed, there is no way he'd admit that he is blushing!

"If that's the case…" She waved her hand drawing an arc and a breeze shrouded the entire area, he could feel how the air turned fresh, it was a pleasurable feeling.

'Amazing…' He thought as the soft breeze caressed his body, moving on and about like a small tornado.

"Is it better now?"

"Yes, thank you."

A small chuckle made its way to her expression, a mysterious one.

She started to pull him along the forest in a delightful journey, but he had a small matter to address.

"...could I have some clothes, please?"

His request elicited a pout out of the beauty

"Does being naked make you uncomfortable?"

She spoke with a finger on her lips, every single one of her movements, alluring... her expression rendered him to believe she is not quite understanding, the two of them stopped this journey as quickly as they started it.

"You're wearing... something... yourself."

He pointed out that detail, deadpanning when she once again set her gaze on his little buddy, not knowing whether she's a wicked vixen or a pure child, so far... her gaze depicts her as the latter.

His gaze wandered yet again to her 'clothes'.

'Can those still be called garments?' He wondered while biting his lips, this goddess has no shame at all.

"I'm wearing this because I didn't want to give you a wrong first impression but, that can be fixed~"

"W-Wait-"

She giggled and clicked her fingers, producing some noise; her clothes transformed into white butterflies that flew away… if there was anything that wasn't shown to him, it was now displayed to its whole splendour and Constantine could feel his heart start to beat quickly as he bit his lips harshly, stopping a reaction.

'Sit down!' He yelled inwardly to 'something' in particular.

"Umm, this is so comfortable, when I wear robes they rub against my boobs, it is so awful!~" The shameless goddess cupped her own chest in front of him as if accentuating how free they were, lifting them up as he held his breath.

'Please stop...'

Something is raising.

He took her hands while trying to remain calm, she giggled in response.

"I'd rather we stay with clothes, please."

'Otherwise, I don't know what I will do...' A man can only take so much before losing his mind.

The Goddess glared at him for several seconds before pouting as a barrage of butterflies covered their bodies, forming a pair of long garments that were semi-translucent as before.

Constantine felt awkward wearing it, and contrary to what she said, it was actually quite soft, rightfully a garment of gods.

"If that's what you prefer." Taking his hand yet again, they began their journey back to her house.

Her jiggling body in all its splendour.

'God give me strength...'

He wouldn't.

[Punishment meter increasing...]

"Uh?"

[...]

"Is there anything wrong?" She felt the disturbance in his expression as they walked, coming into a small shiny forest where birds flew across from branch to branch.

"Did you hear that voice?" He asked, coming to terms with the thing that's now in his head, perhaps she'd know something.

"No, what voice?" She frowned slightly, feeling the environment and making sure there was indeed 'nothing'.

"I think... there is something in my head." He said, not accurate on what exactly that thing is.

"Oh...?"

She placed her hand on his forehead and did something weird, all he felt was her hand getting slightly warmer, she frowned slightly once again.

"I can't feel anything, don't worry, I will inspect you THROUGHLY once we're back home" those words were accentuated more than necessary, and with rushing steps, she led him to her house.

"Home..." He thought of his previous place, the one he had burned to a crisp.

"Yes, home~"

...

"Do you wear attires like these all the time?" He asked with a complicated glint in his eyes, so far the experience he has lived is beyond elusive, Aurelianne is a goddess that's either too dumb or too pure or both.

He can't imagine her going around a crowd of people, or gods... wearing this.

And the thought alone made him feel uncomfortable.

She had been mumbling some sort of song, one that was a little familiar to him.

"Yes~ in this realm I'm always naked as it is more comfortable, in other realms or when meeting other gods, I wear my dresses..." She sent him a sidelong glance.

"What kind of dresses?" The man pressed forth, not too overbearing, not overly indulgent.

'I'm just concerned over her naivety, that's all...'

"Dresses... I can show them to you later if you want, I can show you everything."

She left those words in the air, whatever she meant with them, only she knows.

"If you're worried about my behaviour, you don't need to; this realm is my private belonging, no one can enter here unless I approve it, even if I have a small house, this entire realm is in fact... my home."

She indicated, moving her hand along the skies, having the insects, plants, breeze and everything in between this vast world, follow her directions.

Constantine was awed.

'So you're aware your behaviour is odd?!'

...

The journey to her house was longer than he expected, though all of it he wondered if they couldn't just 'fly' there... or something else, since she's apparently capable of controlling this place in its entirety, however, the walk was quite enjoyable.

Aurelianne also looked quite happy to just pull him around like this through her forest, so he didn't say anything.

"I was told by that god that you mentioned before that you needed my help."

"Hmmm, how about we talk about that later? right now there are better matters to discuss, more important things, right? Aren't you tired? tired of the life you had so far, wouldn't you like to rest with me for a bit?"

She held his hand with concern, they weren't far from a small shack in the distance, a humble home with a ceiling formed by plants, the entire house seemed to be done by the natural roots of a tree entangling one another.

"T-That... I'd rather get to my task straight away milady." He answered respectfully, trying hard to not focus on that giggling rump, thinking that he'd meet his wives after finishing.

'I need to resist... resist. I have been loyal for decades, I can do it a little more....' The thought of meeting them again filled him with expectations, he didn't want to mess it up with some little lust.

A little bit of lust produced by those round bottoms, and that body... and that exquisite face.

'Shut it!'

...

But the goddess, Aurelianne, seemed to have her own plans, if her funny expression was anything to go by... she released a brief smile and stopped her movements altogether, turning around to give him a glance of her magnificent profile.

"I appreciate your focus, but… I'd like to spend some more time with you before you're on your way… you see, after you leave here you won't be able to come back until you're strong enough or find one of my shrines " Her steps continued with some sadness.

"Huh? what do you mean?"

"I'm a weak goddess, my divinity barely allows me to keep this domain stable and also, to keep your mortal body here for several hours... I need faith... the world you live in now is the magic world of Sandoria... I simply pulled your soul here selfishly... desiring to meet you, Constantine..." She explained, walking forward but with her gaze set on him at all times.

"..." He nodded, indicating for her to continue

"O-Of course! this is also your home from now on! my realm is your realm, but in order to remain here, several conditions must be met" Her hand caressed his, as if longingly.

"What conditions?" He still didn't understand why this woman speaks as if she has known him for a long time, and why... he also feels as if he has known her for a long time.

"You must become my champion... and you must reach at least become a Demigod before you can stay in my god realm as much as you'd desire, otherwise, this world will keep ejecting you." They were already several metres from the small shack.

"This is confusing..." He rubbed his forehead, this 'god' and 'demigod' and so on... he is just not used to it.

Two metres.

"I know, you have been a mortal so far, a remarkable one but a mortal nonetheless, fret not, I shall explain to you every-" She wasn't able to speak all the way, because her body bumped against the shack's door, rendering him to also bump into her body!

*BAAM!*

"Ouuu!" She groaned slightly and rubbed her head with a self-mocking smile.

"A-Are you okay?!" He immediately touched the top of it as if instinctively, checking the place where she injured herself... only to see nothing there.

"I am okay, thank you, such a klutz I am~" Her gaze moved onto his body, they were together, tightly pressed... she could feel his muscles, and he could feel her softness.

"..."

"..."

No words were exchanged as the sun ray's heat apparently increased, at least in feeling.

The two of them just locked their eyes for a long time, her hand moved along his waist, and his did so as well, refusing to go lower.

Feeling each other up slightly.

"Y-You should open the door..." He said finally, retracting his hand reluctantly, his eyes just couldn't stop looking at hers.

"Yes... sorry." Biting her lips, she did so and opened the shack's wooden organic door, showing him the way in.

Both of them were deeply blushing.