The spell breaks

"Cassia," you stop fighting her and smile gently at the woman. "It's OK, do what you have to, just I want you to know now before it is too late that I love you."

"You mean you want to fuck me." Cassia sneers as she squeezes your scrotum in her small hand. "I know how you men are, you want to fuck me and that bitch Europa." Is that really what she thinks about you? There is something about Cassia that is not right, but you are in no position to judge her, not after what you just did. Not after she saved you the way she did. Instead of arguing with your wild-eyed companion you just repeat the words hoping that some part of her was still willing to listen.

"I love you Cassia." You meet her eyes steadily trying not to wince when her fingers tighten. "I know I can never have a priestess of Apollo, but I can still love you and wish all the best for you." Something in your words seems to be getting through to her because she lets go of your balls and this time her answer lacks the cold hardness of her earlier sneer.

"Stop it!" She pushes away from you. "You don't love me, you can't. You love Europa."

"I do love her, Cassia." There is no point in denying your feelings for your childhood friend, but it was different than how you feel about Cassia. "I do love Eudora, but not in the same way that I love you." It probably doesn't matter, anymore anyways but if you are going to die down her in these cursed subterranean rooms you are at least going to be honest with the woman who you led into this nightmare.

The sincerity of your proclamation is perhaps weakened by the way your cock is bobbing up and down as hard as it has been all night long, but even with the undeniable evidence of your lustful male nature, something in your words seems to be having an effect. You can almost see the internal fight going on within the young woman, and then, like a rainbow materializing after a rainstorm, you see the goodness within her drive back whatever it was that was corrupting her. With a shake of her pretty brown curls Cassia looks at you again, and her cheeks redden as she takes in your nakedness.

"Oh God of Light, what am I doing?" Her hands moved swiftly to pull away the silver coils wrapped around your wrists and ankles. "Adonis, can you forgive me?"

"Weren't you listening to me?" You take her hand between yours and bring it to your lips. "I love you, Cassia, and I want only what is best for you." Her eyes widen but she doesn't pull away from you, instead her other hand clasps around yours and she smiles softly.

"You love me." The statement was phrased as a half-question.

"I love you." It was a simple affirmation, but the darkness and lust that had been squeezing at you since you entered these dark passages, for a moment at least, seemed not so oppressive. With a smile that matched Cassia's you kiss the back of her finger's again and laugh softly for no reason at all.

"Are you laughing at me?" Cassia did her best to look shocked, but you can see the sparkle in her eyes. "You're the one sitting naked on a bed."

"Oh, I'm so sorry." You start to get up to find your clothing, but the young woman does not let go of your hands, instead she pushes back against your chest and you find yourself sitting on the bed with the young woman sitting on your lap.