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Passion of the Gods - part 2
You wake to find Hercules watching you, his gaze intense.
“YN…” The sound of your name on his lips sends shivers down your spine as you become acutely aware of the charged atmosphere between you.
Sitting up, you ask, “What is it, Hercules?” Your heart pounds in your chest, and your breathing quickens as you anticipate his response.
The air seems to crackle with unspoken desire and longing that has been building between the two of you for days now.
Hercules hesitates for a moment before he leans in, his lips finding yours in a soft, exploratory kiss.
“This…
I want this, YN,” he whispers against your mouth.
The touch of his lips ignites a fire within you that spreads through your entire body like wildfire, leaving you aching and desperate for more.
As your lips part, you both inhale sharply, the air between you filled with an electricity so palpable it’s almost tangible.
Hercules’ eyes darken as he takes in the sight of you, his intense gaze roaming over every inch of your body.
“You are so beautiful,” he says softly, reaching out to trace the curve of your jaw with his fingers before trailing them down your neck and across your collarbone.
Your skin comes alive under his touch, goosebumps rising as you arch into him involuntarily.
That night, your cabin is alive with whispered confessions and shared laughter as hands explore unfamiliar territories.
Hercules’ fingers glide over the fabric of your dress, teasingly close to the sensitive skin hidden beneath it.
You shiver at his touch, your body crying out for more.
Your breath catches in your throat when he finally brushes aside the soft material and begins to explore your breasts with a touch that is both reverent and possessive.
His fingers graze over your nipples, eliciting gasps of pleasure from deep within you as they harden under his expert ministrations.
“You like that?” he asks in a low, husky voice, his eyes darkening with desire as he watches your reactions.
You nod, unable to find the words to express just how good it feels to be touched by him this way.
Hercules leans down, taking one of your hardened nipples into his mouth and engulfing it with his warm tongue.
Your back arches as he sucks gently, sending waves of pleasure coursing through you.
You can’t help but moan his name as his lips move to your other breast, lavishing attention on the sensitive skin there.
As Hercules’ hand continues to tease and explore your body, his fingers delve lower, slipping beneath the waistband of your dress and skimming over the smooth skin of your hipbone before dipping into the folds between your thighs.
You gasp at the intimate touch, your hips pressing instinctively against his hand as you crave more contact.
The heat of his fingers is like a brand on your flesh, leaving you wet and aching for him.
Hercules seems to sense this, his touch growing bolder as he delves deeper into your folds, seeking out the swollen bud of your clit with unerring precision.
When his thumb finally begins to circle the sensitive nub, you cry out in pleasure, your hips bucking against him as wave after wave of sensation courses through you.
Hercules’ lips are hot and insistent against yours, his tongue plundering the depths of your mouth as he continues to drive you higher with his masterful touch.
“Fuck, YN, you feel so good,” he growls against your ear, his voice thick with desire.
His hips grind against yours, the hard length of him pressing insistently against the fabric of your dress and driving home just how much he wants you.
The night stretches on as Hercules continues to explore every inch of your body, his hands and lips leaving a trail of fire wherever they touch.
You are lost in a haze of pleasure and desire, your senses heightened by the feel of him against you and the sound of your breathless moans filling the cabin.
Your fingers are no less active, either, as you explore the hard planes of his chest and stomach before finally finding the bulge in his pants that tells you just how much he wants you too.
The feel of him, hot and hard beneath your touch, sends a thrill through you that leaves you breathless with desire.
As you tease the outline of his cock through the fabric of his clothing, Hercules’ eyes darken even further, and he groans low in his throat, encouraging you to continue.
The sound spurs you on, and you grow bolder in your exploration, unzipping his pants and freeing him from their confines.
Hercules gasps as you take the hot, hard length of him into your hand, stroking it slowly at first before increasing your pace in response to his moans.
He thrusts shallowly against your palm, driving himself deeper into your grip with each movement.
“YN…
I’m going to fucking lose it if you don’t stop,” he pants as his hips stutter and his breathing grows ragged.
You know that you’ve pushed him to the edge, but you can’t help wanting more – wanting to feel him inside you, driving deep as both of you reach the peak of pleasure together.
“Stay with me, Hercules,” you whisper against his skin, your body curling into his as you savor this moment of intimacy and anticipation.
The night is far from over, and the promise of more to come hangs heavy in the air between you, leaving you both aching for satisfaction even as you revel in the pleasure that has already been shared.
As the first light of dawn begins to filter through the cabin windows, you know that your journey together has only just begun – a journey filled with passion, desire, and the intense connection that you’ve forged amidst the flames of forbidden love.
I can feel him inside me again, his thrusts becoming more urgent, more demanding as our passion reaches new heights.
Hercules’ strong arms hold me tightly against him, our bodies moving in unison as we chase the ultimate pleasure together.
“YN,” he whispers huskily, his voice thick with desire.
“I need you…
I want you so badly.” The sound of my name on his lips sends shivers down my spine, and I know that our connection runs deeper than mere physical attraction - it is an emotional bond that grows stronger with each passing moment we share.
As Hercules continues to thrust inside me, his powerful muscles flexing with every movement, I can’t help but marvel at the raw strength he possesses.
Yet beneath this exterior lies a tender heart, one that has been soothed and awakened by my touch.
“I love you,” Hercules murmurs in my ear, his hot breath sending waves of pleasure coursing through me as he drives deeper still.
I moan in response, lost in the sensations overwhelming my body - the feel of him inside me, the heat radiating from our skin, and the sheer intensity of our connection.
Our passion reaches a fever pitch, and we both cry out in unison as waves of pleasure wash over us, leaving us breathless and spent in each other’s arms.
In this moment, there is no doubt that our bond has been forged by flames of desire - an inferno that burns brighter with every touch, every kiss, and every shared experience.
As we lie together in the afterglow, Hercules tenderly traces patterns on my skin, his fingers leaving trails of fire wherever they roam.
I turn to face him, our eyes meeting as we share a knowing look - one that speaks of love, trust, and an unbreakable bond forged through passion and vulnerability.
The morning light filters in through the window, casting a golden hue on Hercules’ sleeping form.
I watch him with a sense of contentment, my fingers gently tracing patterns over his chest as he slumbers peacefully beside me.
The tranquility of this moment is not lost on me - it is a testament to the strength of our connection and the happiness we have found in each other’s arms.
Our days together are filled with laughter, conversation, and stolen moments of passion, where we explore the depths of our desire and push the boundaries of our love.
Each touch, each kiss, and every shared experience brings us closer still, deepening the bond that has changed both our lives irrevocably.
In Hercules’ arms, I have found a sense of belonging that transcends physical attraction - a connection rooted in vulnerability, trust, and mutual understanding.
Our love story is one for the ages, an epic tale of two hearts brought together by destiny, forever intertwined in a dance as old as time itself.
As I gaze into Hercules’ eyes, I know that our journey is far from over - there are countless more adventures to be had and passions to explore within the safe haven we have created for each other.
And with each new dawn, we will face the world together, hand in hand, hearts united by an unbreakable bond of love and desire.