A New Home and a New Cause

Artemis pressed her nude, creamy form into you as your lips met in a passionate kiss. You ran your hands down her back, settling them on her arse cheeks, kneading them. She rubbed herself against you, her snatch grinding against your cock. You kissed down her neck before rolling her over and grinding your cock into her snatch. She kissed you, passionately, as your tongues battled.

A moan escaped her lips as you slipped inside of the goddess, not needing any guiding hand to for your throbbing shaft to find its target. Her legs wrapped around you as you thrusted into her, lips meeting again in a passionate kiss. You built a quick, yet not frantic pace and kept to it for a moment, enjoying her moan into your kisses.

She rolled you over, now riding you. She kept the same pace you had set, gyrating on top of you while you pressed the silver goddess into your chest. From this position, you are able to get your hands on her arse, slipping a finger in and matching her gyrations with finger thrusts. Her moaning intensified. The girl couldn’t stand the pleasure much longer, a jolt ripped through her body and she moaned an orgasmic cry.

You pulled your fingers out of the girl and rolled her over, grabbing her legs and spreading them. You lifted her pelvis just enough to be grinding your cock against her inner sweet spot and began thrusting. Soon the girl was moaning again, her hands on her breasts, augmenting her pleasure. You pounded her until she came again but when she did you slowed to a stop, slipping yourself out of her with a wet squelch. Artemis popped an eye open to give you a curious look, her chest heaving from her exertion.

“On your knees, chest on the floor” you instruct and get a twinkle of amusement from the girl as she complied. In this position, her arse was in the air while the rest of her was on the ground, the perfect position for fucking her while on your knees. You slip yourself into her anus, using Artemis’ own juices as the lubricant. Her long, drawn out moan told you all you needed about her opinions on the matter ,and you begin building your pace back up again. Soon her panting turned to moans and her arse muscle tightened, squeezing you ever so deliciously and helping to build your own orgasm. Even with the extra tightness, you didn’t slow down. You felt the spasm from Artemis’ orgasm rip through her and this drove you over the edge, you pounded your orgasm into her anus, pasting her innards with your cum. You get the last few tingles and last few drops of cum out before slipping yourself out of the thoroughly fucked girl who flopped to the floor. The fact that the two of you were rolling around all over the place was the entire reason you were fucking on the floor to begin with, no need to worry about falling out of the bed.

“Never getting used to that” Artemis said breathlessly, a pleased smile on her face. You slumped next to her and scooped her up, eliciting a tired giggle from the goddess.

“You think, since we are gods, we’d be able to fuck all day long?” you ask, rubbing the silver goddess’ back gently.

“Totally” was the girl’s reply “And besides, one of these days I want to go until you’ve had three or more orgasms” she told you humming happily as she snuggled into your chest.

“I’m game whenever you are” you reply.

A knock at the door distracted you from your after sex cuddles, prompting you and Artemis to get up. With a wave of your hand, the physical evidence of your bout of copulation was deleted, while a robe was spawned for your silver haired lover. Artemis looked at it for a moment before putting it on, it was a robe similar to the bathrobe you gave her before but with a few key differences, firstly, it was a midnight blue with silver moons and foxes embroidered into it.

“Ooooh, what’s this made out of?” Artemis moaned as the garment slid across her skin. Second difference was that it was made entirely of silk.

“Silk, it’s from the Far East, I believe the Sassanids might have some” you say as you head for the door, tugging on a basic tunic for modesty.

On the other side of the door was a sharp looking man with a ginger mustache. His hair though, was mostly brown.

“Greetings, I’m from the Neighbourhood Watch, just a few things to talk about” The man said with a cordial smile.

“Come in” you reply, stepping out of the way to allow the man in. thankfully, though she’d probably enjoy the discomfort it would cause, Artemis had fully clothed herself and was busy tidying up the bed sheets.

“I come at a bad time?” The watchman asked. You merely snorted in amusement.

“Not at all my good man, not at all” you say.

“The name’s Julian, happy to meet you,” Julian said, seating himself on a bar stool you’d set up. Your house was small, as was the Roman standard, a single room for the most part. So you furnished that single room to the best of your abilities, a bar with stools around it was tucked into one corner, a large three person bed in another and a few bits and pieces of storage around the place to spice things up a little. There wasn’t a kitchen because that was downstairs and it would look suspicious if you had a second, not to mention probably illegal.

“Solus” you say with a nod “And that’s my wife Artemis” you add, giving the silver goddess a look. She stiffened for a split second before looking over and giving a smile to the watchman.

“A pleasure” said the watchman, nodding at you and Artemis. “Now, there was a minor incident this morning where you threatened a tax collector, refused to pay taxes, injured the tax collector, and robbed him of some coin” Julian told you. You couldn’t help it, you burst out laughing at the stupidity of that statement. “Yes, not even the governor believed that one, and what do you know? The tax collector was adding his own taxes to make it look like he was pulling in more than his fellows” Julian explained.

“He wasn’t running a scheme? He was collecting taxes for the governor and not pocketing any?” You ask, frowning.

“Oh no he was pocketing some” Julian began “But only because he’s allowed to” the watchman said “They’ve to meet a certain quota of coin each week, any more they make after that quota is theirs to keep” Julian said.

“Barbaric” Artemis huffed, coming over to join you.

“I must say, the two of you work fast” Julian commented, Artemis seemingly having brought the thought up.

“How do you mean?” You ask with a frown.

“Well, I’m told you moved in this morning, and yet there’s a fully furnished kitchen downstairs and a fully liveable house upstairs” Julian said, stroking his mustache.

“Yeah, I hired a couple guys from India . . . it’s amazing what they can get done in an hour” you say with a straight face. Artemis’ giggle probably didn’t help your lie any, but it was a ridiculous lie.

“I’m sure” Julian replied looking like he didn’t believe a word you just said, sucking in a breath. “Now for the real reason you’re here if you don’t mind” he said, looking you straight in the eyes. From the way he was sitting, you got the impression he’d be able to jump to action and draw the sword belted to his waist in short order.

“Build up unrest, topple the government in this town, re-establish it with my own, and then use the city as a base of operation against Odoacer” you tell the watchman who’s eyes went wide.

“That’s a bit more than I was thinking” he muttered, stroking his mustache.

“I hope I don’t have to tell you that this is now a job offer” you tell the watchman who snapped his head at the door only to see Artemis cleaning her sword. Julian chuckled as he brought his head around to you.

“I really need to stop making myself comfortable before I know if folk are good or not” Julian told you.

“It’s not a good habit for watchman that handles law enforcement, no” you agree with a smirk.

“Alright, what’s in it for me” Julian asks, folding his arms across his chest and looking at you.

“Name a price, though money is such a pedestrian good that I’d be horribly disappointed if that was your price” you tell the man who took a moment to digest your words.

“I want my old position back” Julian replied, giving a nod to his own words “Captain of the guard” he added “And I want free reign in how I handle it” he said.

“There will be laws and regulations to uphold, but other than that I won’t be getting in your way” you tell the watchman who nodded in thought.

“Now, are you taking Tarentum by ****?” he asked, “Or quietly over throwing the Governor?” he added.

“I was hoping to quietly overthrow the Governor” you say “I don’t need the attention when I don’t have a massive army” you add.

“Running a kitchen huh? I take it you’ll be handing out free meals?” Julian asked to which you nodded.

“Well then, I’ll pass the word around to some folk, let them know you’ve got the stoves running for the poor and homeless” Julian tells you. “If that’ll be all, I think I’m going home to my own wife and . . . sharing some of the vigour I got from being here” Julian told you before standing up and making for the door. Artemis casually stepped out of the way and sheathed her sword while watching Julian leave. He flashed a grin at her before taking a good look at her robe. “Where exactly did you get this if you don’t mind me asking?” Julian asked.

“Other side of the Silk Road” you say and Julian’s eyes went wide again.

“You’ve been to the source!?” he asked/demanded.

“I have indeed, how do you think I could afford to start a revolution?” you reply, a grin on your face. Julian let out a chuckling groan as he walked out the door, leaving you and Artemis in peace.

“Your wife huh?” the silver goddess asked, a raised eyebrow aimed in your direction.

“No sorry mister watchman, that isn’t my wife, just a random woman I found in the forest one day, beat her till she went meek, and fucked her until she does what I say” you reply and Artemis smiled while shaking her head.

“When the priests start writing legends, they’re going to say that we fell in love during that fight” she muttered.

“I can see the creation story now” you say, dramatically sweeping your hand across the room. “In the beginning there was the sun and the moon, two celestial bodies that wished to rule over the earth. They both arrived from amongst the stars and upon meeting each other for the first time, they clashed in a titanic battle! The scars from that battle are what separates the disparate lands from each other and formed the continents as we know them today” you tell the goddess who giggled at your display.

“Oh yeah mister legend teller? How did the oceans come about?” Artemis asked, placing a hand on her hip and cocking it to one side.

“That? . . .” you begin before trailing off, a perverted grin on your face.

“Ewwwww ew ew ew” Artemis cried out before laughing as you picked her up.

“Now come! Let’s make some oceans!” you call out as you carried your faux wife to the bed.