Sewer Rats **

  {** = Mature Scenes)

Bas pulled Sable by the hand, leading her out of the crowded underground arena. They made their way through the dimly lit corridors of the labyrinthine sewers, their bodies brushing against each other, sending electric shocks of desire through their veins.

He felt a sort of adrenaline different from battle rushing through his veins as he led Sable through the underground sewer labyrinth. He knew it wasn't the most romantic setting, but the darkness and the murkiness only added to the moment's thrill. Plus, he didn't want to risk getting caught in public.

The sound of rushing water echoed around them as they navigated through the labyrinth. Bas's enhanced eyesight allowed him to see clearly in the darkness, but Sable fumbled behind him, relying on her sense of touch to make her way through the maze.

"Where are we going?" Sable asked, giggling as Bas pulled her close.

"You'll see," Bas replied with a sly grin.

Finally, they arrived at a small alcove hidden away from the rest of the sewer system. The walls were lined with rym lines, giving off a soft glow illuminating the small space, and providing a soothing melody only their bodies could feel. Bas had discovered the alcove by accident earlier while exploring the underground system. He noticed that whoever built this little hideaway had abandoned it months ago and had decided to make it his temporary sanctuary.

"Wow," Sable gasped, taking in the ethereal beauty of their surroundings.

Who would expect two sewer rats like them to land in such a romantic location?

As they approached a particularly dark corner, Bas turned to face Sable, his eyes glinting mischievously. Bas lowered his mask before pulling her close, cupping her face in his hands, and gazing deeply into her eyes.

"You're the most beautiful creature I've seen in this life..." he said gently.

Sable shivered. Her innate ability allowed her to see that this boy was actually being honest. On top of that, he was far more handsome than she assumed. She couldn't tear her eyes away or even blink. Her face flushed, and her body felt hot.

"Here we are," he said, removing his outer robe and pushing her against the cold stone wall.

Having no experience, Bas didn't know how to initiate what was next. In the end, he just went for it. He had already died once during a first kiss.

What was the point of fear?

Sable gasped as Bas pressed his body against hers, his lips finding hers in a fierce and hungry kiss. She melted beneath his touch, her hands exploring his muscular back as he lifted her, her legs wrapping around his waist.

He leaned in to kiss her; her lips were sweet and soft. Sable moaned into the kiss, her hands fumbling Bas' clothes to undo them. Bas savored the taste of her mouth as his hands roamed over her body. Bas may have been a virgin for two lives, so he let raw passion take over his actions. Sable moaned with pleasure as Bas explored her body with his hands, trailing down her back to cup her plump behind, lifting her dress to expose her bare legs. His hands trailed up her thighs, feeling the heat radiating off her skin.

They stumbled over debris littering the ground, finally stopping against the moss-covered wall. Bas pushed Sable against it, lifting her into the air again as he knew earlier that there was nothing under her dress to remove.

She gasped as Bas pressed his body against hers, his growing arousal readily apparent. They didn't need any more words. Their attraction was utterly magnetic. Bas grunted as he fumbled with his belt, impatient to feel Sable's warmth. Finally, he freed himself, plunging into her with one swift movement.

Sable cried out as she felt this enormous dragon dominate her cave with a single thrust. Sable had been intimate with her ex-boyfriend, but their sizes were as different as ants and turtles. He slowly penetrated her secret garden, and Sable felt she would lose her mind from the pleasure.

She didn't expect things to escalate like this, but disappointment could no longer exist as her nails dug into Bas' back. The pleasure had already dulled her thoughts. The sensation encouraged Bas as he set a furious pace. Her body writhed beneath him, and Bas reveled in the sensation of her muscles contracting around him. He felt like he was losing himself in the increasing wetness devouring him. He never wanted it to stop.

Was this what sex felt like?

Was this what he missed his entire last lifetime?

Bas quickly formed an addiction. He had to make up for lost time.

Their bodies moved in a primal rhythm, the need for each other driving them into a frenzy of raw, erotic passion. The sound of skin slapping against skin echoed through the empty sewer, mingling with their moans and gasps of pleasure.

Bas reveled in the power he felt as a man and someone who could control ryms. With Sable, he found a partner who was just as wild and uninhibited as he was. Their bodies' innate ryms whistled fiercely as their soul power intimately intermingled, blending and separating repeatedly.

Sable had never experienced such a thing and could no longer think of anything but the powerful, thick, long rod stroking her endlessly and the name of its owner that she kept screaming until her voice grew hoarse. After an hour of mind-numbing sensations, she felt Bazzy's body twitch before what felt like a river of lava invaded her deepest regions as if it were land to be claimed.

Bas had definitely claimed it.

"You finished inside..." she whispered lightly with haggard breath.

"Was I...not supposed to?" Bas asked innocently.

He hadn't overthought about it. As a former deity, Bas had no issues controlling his fertility using spirituality. Of course, he honestly hadn't thought to do so until now.

'Oops...' Bas thought once he realized his folly.

However, to Sable, these words sounded like he was taking responsibility for her. She half expected him to use her and then leave her alone in a corner of the sewer. To think he'd be so interested in her was something she didn't dare to do. She blushed, wondering if this man really wanted her to carry his seed.

If so, why her?

As they collapsed against the wall with Sable still mounted in Bas' lap, the latter felt like he had a new perspective on life and pleasure. Sable's ragged breathing and soft caress on his neck announced her satisfaction.

Bas had a vague feeling that he had just tapped into something unique and that his life had become more expansive than it had been before. Bas couldn't help but fondly think that this god-sent angel was perfect for him. He had just found his first partner, one that made him feel energized and capable of anything he could ever dream of, one that made him feel wild and uninhibited by mortal convention.

He was riding a sexual high.

Bas felt that he was no longer confined to a particular social station but that he could explore and expand the world around him as if he had just unlocked a world of infinite possibilities.

But he couldn't let himself think too much on those thoughts, not with Sable lying in his arms, exhausted. Bas smiled and hugged her close, tenderly stroking Sable's hair as he softly kissed her forehead. Sable released a delighted squeal and nuzzled her face against his chest.

He bent down and kissed her forehead before releasing her and quickly getting dressed. And with a smile, Bas offered his hand and said, "We've combined our formulas. I no longer wish to be without you. Are you willing to become my woman?"