Hestia, the Greek goddess—I had already heard a lot about her, both from friends who watch anime and from Greek mythology itself. At the end of the day, this world was more than perfect for her: a world of false families ruled by the very goddess of family. Her voice was kind yet serious, radiating an energy of wisdom and power.
As expected, her body stood out in the crowd, her breasts looked like they were going to tear the thin fabric dress. She was smaller than I expected, next to me she looked more like a child than an adult woman.
"I imagine you're going through something similar as well." Staring at the tower, I didn't turn, like a concerned father watching over his child.If I looked at her, she would soon realize that I couldn't take my attention away from her balloons.
Honestly, what's the reason for such a big cleavage? It's like begging me to stick my face in the middle of them!
"Of course, I don't think I've ever told anyone how scared I was. My son has always been a bit scatterbrained and tried to go beyond what he could manage, which gave me a fair amount of worry." She sighed, recalling some recent days with nostalgia.
"He came home a few days ago, as red as a tomato. Some idiot adventurer had drenched him in minotaur blood, and he stained everything on his way back."
"And even then, he looked at me, eager to get stronger..." She sighed deeply. Even someone like her, a true goddess, would get anxious at times like these.As a newly named god who seemed more like a fake, I certainly felt a little better knowing we had something in common.
"Does my veteran have any advice on handling this?" It would be foolish not to try to learn a thing or two from her; I needed to absorb as much of her wisdom as possible.
"Buy and learn to use a first-aid kit; things can get ugly, and a newcomer won't have the money for a healer. Also, keep her away from strangers. Conspiracies down below aren't uncommon, and it's a pain when they make friends with other Families." The last word caught my attention; the anger she felt was not just about what she was saying. Jealousy was seeping through.
It seems that even a holy virgin is interested in men. How cute Hestia...
"You know,sometimes, like real sometimes, as the god of passion, I wonder just how wrong it is to have relationships with mortals.Just a trivial divagation" She analyzed me momentarily, as if realizing she'd let something slip.
"Well, it's certainly not great to go around saying you've been with one of your children… sounds a bit off to me…" Of course, it sounds wrong—I think the same every time I remember putting my penis in that ass.What's wrong with these people, calling someone you can easily end up fucking their son?Do they think it's normal to call someone like that, who will suck you down to the base of your penis and be covered in cum?
"Children, that term is sort of a false and misleading imitation, I think. At the end of the day, we are mortal and immortal. Not to mention, it kind of makes you hold back, abandoning the burning passions we so yearn for." I looked at Hestia; her eyes seemed to light up at my words. That was what she wanted to hear. The affection meter was slowly rising
"Looking at it that way, it really doesn't have anything to do with it…" We stared at each other in a deafening silence. I suppose words weren't necessary.
"The first one is always complicated, right…After looking for someone for so long and I was about to give up, he took me in, so it's a bit complicated…" Her confident smile seemed fragile as the truth became clear.He was the first in many ways, as an adventurer and as love. Many feelings were strongly mixed, giving rise to confusion and jealousy.
"Indeed, but know that the god of passion has no qualms about it. I support all kinds of desires, especially the intense and genuine ones. But it really surprises me that one of the virgin goddesses has carnal interests…" The dazed expression lingered until her face turned bright red.
"I-I don't think about those things! I only have the purest love to give!" Her reaction brought a mischievous smile to my face. While some confuse sex with love, others confuse love with sex. It surprises me that someone with so much hidden desire believes in love.
"No need to be embarrassed; who doesn't feel that desire now and then… especially someone who's never done it before…As a man, I can teach you a trick or two, who knows, maybe it will be easier to win him over?"I could give her a private lesson.I can already imagine a whole course of this, Oral Class level 1, Dirt talk level 1,Rough sex level 1, BDSM level 2, to this class you need to go through the previous classes first.
I could hear the grinding of her teeth as her face turned pale with annoyance.
"For the god of passion, you seem to understand a bit of romance. I think only women can understand this." Of course, for sure the fucking god who can feel desires doesn't know how to differentiate, ahem for sure.
"I think you should reflect more on human feelings." For a dwarf, she's pretty arrogant, isn't she?
"As the god of passion, I believe that passion is the superior form of love.And it is formed by two main aspects. Gentle, pure and innocent love that is an incoherent and eternal basis. And carnal eroticism is solid but vulgar and fleeting. If there is no solidity it will never become a passion, in the same way that if there is no gentle mutual understanding it will never be more than an adult game."
"And above all passion is simple obsession.The obsession to possess even if you have to go against everything and everyone to do so."Hestia seemed strange about my words, while she found some truth there was also doubt that it would last for a while longer. How could a virgin goddess ,who knows only half of passion, understand matters of the flesh anyway?
"You seem like a bit of a philosopher."I categorically denied
"I believe it's called post-nut clarity or something like that, after eating someone you become wiser.And I admit that I ate a lot and very well." If she saw how Bela was at the end she would bow down right there and start worshiping me.
"Is there something like that?Calm down, you weren't talking about your adventurer... Did you really go all the way down without even worrying? What if someone finds out? Are you crazy?" I turned around without satisfying anyone else, after all, these issues only belonged to me and my Familia.
"I have some troubles to resolve, it was a pleasure talking to you. I imagine we will meet again in the future, I hope you remember me when the time comes."Let's throw the hook. I could feel the evaluating look coming from her, trying to uncover all my secrets and find out how much of what I said was true.
She stood there watching me leave, not knowing how to proceed. A lot of curiosity preceded her.But at the same time, she bit her nails inside, thinking I was dangerous.Taking a deep breath, she made her decision.
"No way we're going to talk about it now!" She came running towards me, attracting the attention of those around her.Holding me by the arm
"I believe we have some things in common and a lot of conversation to catch up on." The fish took the bait. I feel like I got a divine gift with the blue bow. Poor Hestia…
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