Join Keiko for "Anti-God Training" (30 Faith, 3 Wins, Faith +3)

"Anti-God Training."

Keiko had left you a note (written in rather pretty calligraphy) on your door telling you to join her in her priestess room for "Anti-God Training." Well, that sounded pretty brutal. You were a god after all. Still, faith went two ways... if she was faithful enough to win all of these battles with you, you were faithful enough to trust that she wasn't going to cut you to ribbons during "Anti-God Training." Whatever this training was, you thought it would certainly be better conducted either in the arena itself- which was unused at night- or in the priestess' training area, which was basically like a gym for priestesses. On the other hand... if this training involved touching her somehow, the two of you could get in trouble for being seen doing anything of that nature. Perhaps, then the priestess room, cramped as it was, would be the most suitable place for performing this kind of routine.

When you arrived at Keiko's door, you knocked a few times to announce your arrival. After all, with this kind of dangerous training you two were apparently about to do, no reason to get her pissed at you.

To your surprise, she started. "Katappashikara-dono! D-Don't come in yet!" she warned you; next, you heard the sound of her fumbling around the room.

... What? She'd invited you here, hadn't she? Impatiently, you waited for her to open the door herself...

Finally, the door creaked open. Inside, you found... a flower arrangement? The first thing you noticed was an elegant flower arrangement set up on one of the benches, made of pretty, long-stemmed white roses. Next, the fragrance in the air... it was like a scented candle, giving the room a smell like nature, a bit like almond. Your eyes bulged as you spotted the strangest accompaniment of all in this room: a single futon, unrolled upon the floor. This looked like somebody's especially humble version of a honeymoon suite...

In the center, Keiko Fukeiken was standing, wringing her hands together with a worried expression on her face and a red blush upon her cheeks. Instead of either her shrine maiden gear or her priestess raiment, she was dressed in a thin, white sleeping robe, which made her look cozy... but it fit close enough to show off her slender body and the pleasant, graceful incline from the small of her break to her well shaped glutes. Her hair was no longer in its usual braid, but still hung straight and neat around her shoulders. You thought you smelled the scent of shampoo coming from her... She'd bathed for the occassion?

Had... "Anti-God Training" been her way of luring you in here... because she wanted to seduce you, in her own naive way!? You bluntly asked her if that's what she was doing.

Her face reddened even further as she waved her hands wildly. "N-No! You misunderstand!" your priestess insisted, grabbing you by the scruff of your toga and pulling you inside the room, before slamming the door behind you. Her words and actions seemed very different. "I've come to understand that many priestesses develop... feelings... for gods and goddesses. It's an epidemic. And as I..."

Your heart beat faster in your chest, seeming to rise into your throat. Was she saying she'd developed feelings for you?

"A-As I find myself surrounded by gods and goddesses, I think it's best that I perform Anti-God Training. I want to make sure that I don't fall for any god. So... I want you, as the god I'm closest to, to assist me. Just... try to woo me and I shall reject it. As training," she explained, putting on a serious expression and desperately trying to adopt her no-nonsense persona... but you could see her shoulders trembling. "So... Woo me!"

Woo?

"Y-Y-Yes! Woo..." she spoke quietly, keeping her palms crossed at her lap and looking almost childish. You wondered if she really knew what it was to be wooed... Still, you weren't going to refuse, if she really needed the, uh, training. Slowly, you approached, reaching out your blue hands to clasp one onto each of her shoulders. Rather than looking angry, she simply squeezed her eyes shut and shivered harder. "I'm not being wooed...!" she tried to convince herself, shaking her head back and forth.

Well, if she wasn't being wooed, you would just have to try harder. Eagerly, you pulled her body to her, marveling at how feminine her hard, samurai body felt in the softness of that robe. You placed one hand upon the small of her back, just above the swell of her buttocks. Her breathing quickened and you could tell her words were stuck in her throat. She could no longer say she wasn't being wooed. Gently, you asked if she was still okay.

"Yes... Now..." she murmured, her almond-shaped eyes glistening as she looked into your dull gray ones. "Kiss me..." She didn't explain why; maybe it was for Anti-God Training, or maybe it was just because she wanted it. Either way, you obliged, embracing your priestess more tightly as you locked your lips upon her inexperienced attempt at a kiss and guided her. Her eyes closed tightly again as she clumsily worked to return your advances. You ran your hand through her smooth hair, appreciating the scent of it and the silky texture. When you reached its end, you greedily continued moving your hand to her cute buttocks, squeezing the softness through her robe. "Katappashikara-dono..." she murmured, sensing that it was becoming harder to frame this as training.

You didn't want to back off and didn't want to let her do so either. With no further hesitation, you dropped your toga, so that you were clad only in your small-clothes. Gasping, she hurried to do the same, revealing stark nudity beyond her own garb. As the two garments fell together, each of your hands explored the forbidden zones of each other's bodies... Gods and priestesses weren't allowed to touch, but especially not like this. You decided to lose your final garment and hear Keiko shudder as you removed it from your legs...

"I'm... I'm sorry, Katappashikara-dono... I'm not sure I'm ready..." she whispered, although her eyes were fixed upon it.

You told her to consider this a training course, for now. It was hard to tell whether she appreciated that joke at the expense of her own silly invitation from earlier, but she allowed you to enact your plan; you thrust your member between the softness of her thighs, so that the upper side of the shaft brushed her pussy. Hearing her gasp again, you withdrew slightly, then slid in again. You pulled her head to your chest and repeated the motion, leading her in delivering you a thigh job.

"Is this alright? You don't want...?" she questioned, turning a worried expression to you. You thought to yourself how most gods would see this as an expression of submission from a priestess, but you knew it wasn't that... Keiko hated godhood too much for something like that. This was simply a man and a woman, in tough circumstances, acknowledging a deep bond they'd come to feel. Gods and priestesses had nothing to do with it. With patience, you told her that you were very happy with just this. "Thank you, Katappashikara-dono," she spoke quietly, assisting you as much as she could by rubbing herself back and forth timidly.

As much as you appreciated the gesture, the closer you reached the end of your rope, the more you craved further stimulation. Your hands grabbed hold of her round bottom eagerly, sinking the fingers into the pleasant-feeling but firm flesh there, as you locked your lips in another kiss. The moisture between her legs, now coating your cock, told you she was just as into it as you were. The two of you came together, messily, upon the floor, each of your bodies shivering in orgasm, so loudly that it must be heard through the walls... You hoped the neighboring priestesses were heavy sleepers. You also hoped that Keiko had somewhere else to sleep, besides that futon.

Withdrawing with a joking smirk, you told her that you thought her training had gone well... she just hadn't been trained to resist gods very well. This was more like servicing them. Then, more seriously... you grabbed your cock and told her you were ready to move forward, if she was ready.

She fixed you with a bit of her usual frown... then sighed. Unfortunately, it seemed it wasn't meant to be. "Katappashikara-dono... We cannot be distracted by things like this. I treasure your gentleness and your kindness, but... it must not happen again. Let us focus on the next fights as allies... We cannot become more than that..." she explained, sounding forlorn. She had probably never expected to grow any kind of attachment to you, especially not after a scant few days, but there was no helping it... The trials the two of you had been through had created these feelings between the two of you. "Do not meet me again in the night... and I will not request it again. We must maintain the distance between us. The fights to come will only be harder... We must trust each other, but we cannot..."

She couldn't finish the sentence, but you understood it. In spite of her command, you felt you had to kiss her one more time. She allowed it, pressing both hands to your chest and pushing her soft, but modestly sized, bosom to the area of your rib-cage. You wondered if tomorrow she'd be back to her hard, brazen behavior... and you wondered how much of that was just an act. Despite her warnings, you thought it would be pretty hard to forget this night you'd spent together with your ally.