The Night Before

“Any concerns?” you ask as a silver owl entered your home through an open window.

“Hoooot” replied the owl before transforming into a silver haired fox-girl with a smirk.

“Excellent, sorry for bothering you with that” you say as you finish laying out an outfit.

“Who’s that for?” Artemis asked with a frown.

“It won’t do for my wife to be wearing a bit of leather” you say before grinning at the now blushing Artemis.

“Remind me when, exactly, we got married” the goddess muttered before turning her attention back to the armour. First thing on the agenda was a midnight blue tunic that went down to her thighs, slits in the bottom section allowing her to run in it. Silver owl and fox designs covered the garment, adding to the visual appeal and a mysterious hole was present in the back, just above the arse, about where Artemis’ tail would be. The goddess in question chuckled as she stripped out of her own white dress and slipped on the new tunic, pulling her bushy tail through the hole and wagging it happily. Next was her cuirass. Similar to the ancient greek bronze cuirass but instead of accentuating the masculine form, this one accentuated the female form, showing off Art’s boobs to all who’d see. With that on, a midnight blue cloak wrapped around Art’s neck and standard roman sandals clothed her feet.

“You look almost ready for war” you say before conjuring a helmet for the girl. It was an owl helmet without a nose guard and with two ear like protrusions on the top for the fox-girl’s ears. With this, the image was complete.

“I feel more powerful than before” she muttered before snapping her eyes to you “quick fuck before the fight?” she asked, a mischievous smirk glinting in the moonlight. You snort in amusement before looking the girl over.

“In armour?” you ask and the silver goddess thought about it before stripping herself off, dumping the armour and clothing you had so carefully laid out for the girl into a pile on the floor. You gave an annoyed look at the misshapen pile on the floor after Artemis had stripped herself nude, earning an amused giggle from the girl. You give another snort of amusement at Art’s shenanigans before getting up. With a mental flick, you delete your clothes and stride forward, taking Artemis in your arms and kissing her. You sweep one arm down and hook it under her arse, picking the girl up and carrying her to the bed. You gently and gracefully lay her down, joining the goddess as you do. The two of you cuddle and kiss for a time, her boobs pressed into your chest, her arms wrapped around your neck and her legs spread wide while you rub your hardening shaft against her. Once ready, you slide yourself into the warm, moist hole, Art’s legs wrapping around you and a sigh of pleasure leaving the girl’s mouth. You strike up a gentle, rhythmic pace and gradually build up pleasure, kissing Art all the while, her soft moans being whispered into your ear driving you closer towards orgasm. Artemis came first, bringing you into a deep kiss just as the orgasm hit her, her moan muffled into your mouth. Her body tension drove you over the edge, forcing you to orgasm just after her and leaving both you on an orgasmic high while in a deep kiss.

You both broke the kiss, parting just enough to look each other in the eyes while a sigh of pleasure escaped both of you. You use your power to keep yourself hard and ready yourself for another go.

“Again?” Artemis asked, a glint of amusement colouring her voice.

“We’re gods, we don’t need sleep” you reply. And get a soft chuckle from the goddess. You kiss the girl and begin building up your pace once more, content in a long night of gentle love making.