Summer Days II (Sola)

You sigh and stretch yourself out on Ishtar’s bed, delighting in the soft mattress and silken sheets. Her bedroom was also surprisingly cool no matter how hot it got outside.

After rolling around and stretching yourself like a cat, you roll over onto your side and find Ishtar watching you, a smile on her lips.

“What?” you ask with a smirk, propping your head up on one arm. Ishtar locked eyes with you and her smile widened a little. Without saying a word, Ishtar grabbed you by the shoulder, rolled you onto your stomach and mounted you, all in the time it took to give a startled yelp. Then, you felt her fingers on your shoulders and you sighed as she gave you a shoulder and back massage. You had no idea what had gotten into Ishtar, but you weren’t going to complain as her cool hands eased your muscles.

“I’m the goddess of sexy” Ishtar began softly. “Sexy people don’t do much for me” she added after a pause, seemingly more focused on making you feel as good and relaxed as possible. “You’re a kind of sexy I’ve never encountered before” she told you after a moment. “Your body is nice, this is true, but that means nothing” she said “I’m sexier” she added. “It’s your personality that draws me in” she told you. “No idea what it is,” she said, pausing again to focus on her work. “But it’s like your personality is sexy” she told you. You aren’t really sure what to think about that, and it’s getting pretty hard to think in general with what Ishtar is doing to your back.

Ishtar’s hands then gently travel down your body until they are on your hips. Suddenly you are on your back, and you have absolutely no idea how she did it.

Ishtar, for her part, merely gave that same soft smile and grabbed a handful of your breasts in each hand, gently massaging your mounds.

“We can do this the feminine way or the less feminine way” Ishtar told you. You open your eyes, having closed them to enjoy Ishtar’s ministrations, and look at her.

“Wut?” was your intelligent answer. Ishtar chuckled lightly, rubbing herself on your pelvis in just such a way that it caught your clit, forcing you to sigh in pleasure as the tingles built up.

“I am a goddess, I can control my appearance” Ishtar informed you as her own clit began growing and growing until it was a full sized member. You thought about it, though thinking was becoming difficult now that Ishtar was rubbing a cock against your snatch.

“Not today” you manage to get out before your horniness could **** you to say yes. Ishtar’s member then retracted until she, once again, had a normal looking snatch.

“Then let’s snuggle until we cum, and then snuggle some more” Ishtar told you with a smile, pressing her lips to your own at both ends of your body. You moaned into her mouth as her snatch began rubbing against yours in earnest.

****

You run your wet cloth slowly down Ma’ra’s back, rubbing it over her soft buttocks for a good long moment before sliding the cloth down her leg, switching to the otherside when you reach the ankle. Then, you run the cloth up Ma’ra’s leg, making sure to get her inner thigh as you progress upwards, even drawing the cloth gently across her quim.

With this done, you take a step forward and wrap your arms around the goddess, dropping the cloth into the basin in front of her and the pretense of actually cleaning her. You bring your hands to her soft and delectable breasts and begin gently kneading them as you press yourself into her back.

“I-I T-think I’m clean now” Ma’ra stammered softly, though noticeably, she made no moves to stop you and instead leaned into you.

“Mmm, very clean” you murmur into her ear, giving the lobe a gentle nibble. The two of you had decided to go for a bath together, but you, apparently, had gotten distracted by Ma’ra’s soft and sexy body. Her breasts were big enough for you to get a good handful without being considered ‘big’. If you were using modern cup sizes as a measurement, you might have called her a B cup.

Idly, as you rub Ma’ra’s hardening nipples between your middle and ring fingers, you wonder who designed her body. You don’t see the former god of war crafting herself in this image. For some reason, a niggling feeling in the back of your mind, a fading flash of memory, told you Solus might have had something to do with it, but ever since you had split from him, your memories of his antics had begun to fade.

A soft, almost inaudible moan just barely reached your lips from Ma’ra’s own, bringing your attention back to the goddess you are groping. Apparently the moan had brought her attention back to the present as her eyes opened once more, having closed them at some point to enjoy your touch.

Ma’ra brought her hands up to her chest and gently laid them on your own, a clear indication that she wanted you to stop now. You obliged instantly and the goddess pulled your hands down until they were around her navel instead. You obliged and transitioned into a full on embrace, holding the goddess tight and closing your eyes to enjoy her presence.

For some time you stayed like that, just enjoying her presence, but after a while, you opened your eyes and noticed the tear tracks running down the goddess’ cheeks. Without saying a word, you grabbed the cloth out of the basin, still maintaining the embrace, wrung it out and then dabbed at her cheeks.

“I . . .” Ma’ra began softly.

“Need to blink more, your eyes are watering up” You cut in so she didn’t need to admit to crying. The goddess smiled ever so slightly, leaning back into you.

“Yes,” the goddess said simply.

“You want to go for that bath now?” you ask as Ma’ra hadn’t made any move at all and seemed perfectly intent to just let you hug her.

“Okay” was the soft and almost childlike response. You smiled softly and slipped out of your embrace, entwining your fingers with hers instead and led her into the bathing area by the hand.

****

“I was thinking,” Tevron began. The two of you were sitting in a sunroom overlooking the city of Tarantium, sipping wine and enjoying the breeze.

“Uh oh” you say in mock horror. Tevron gives you a snort and you grin back mischievously.

“I took another look at your designs for the uhh . . . vibrator you invented” Tevron told you “And I was thinking about ways to use steam that would benefit the people of the city in less sexual ways” he explained.

“What did you have in mind?” you ask as you take a sip of your drink.

“I was thinking that perhaps steam could be used to move wheels,” he said “Wheels perhaps attached to a carriage” he added and you paused with your cup to your mouth as the implication hit you. You set the cup down as visions of steam powered cars and trains went through your mind.

“That’s really not a good idea at all!” came the sudden voice of Solus, appearing out of nowhere.

“Solus!” you yelp, jumping to your feet along with Tevron before rounding on the idiot and levelling a glare upon him.

“Hey, how’s things?” he asked, pretending to be completely oblivious to what’s going on.

“I thought you had gone to war” Tevron commented idly, assuming a non-plussed expression like this wasn’t unexpected at all.

“Oh I have, but I can be in two places at once” your brother replied. “Now about those steam wheels, they definitely won’t work so you shouldn’t even try” he said, directing his attention to Tevron. You glared harder.

“Solus . . .” you say with a sigh “Why are you even trying to do? Are you actively attempting to stop things being invented?” you ask and Solus gave you a sheepish grin.

“I kinda . . . didn’t want steampunk” he told you, scratching the back of his head.

“Probably should have thought of that before you magiked into existence ragnite” you tell him in a flat tone. “Considering exactly what it came from and all” you add. Solus nodded in defeat.

You turn your attention back to Tevron and take your seat once more, taking a larger swig of your wine to compensate for your brother’s idiocy.

“Ancient Rome used to have a rail network” you say and Tevron frowned as he too sat back down.

“A rail network?” he asked.

“Rails upon which a properly sized carriage can be placed, it makes it easier to pull the carriage than just regular roads, but it’s pretty situational since it had to be pulled by mule or ox anyway” you explain and Tevron nodded. “With our steel industry, we could probably make metal rails which would be nice and sturdy and can be placed a bit above the roads and such” you suggest. “Then we could have some kind of steam catch and have stops along this rail where piping could refill the steam catch” you say, now running multiple plans and ideas through your head.

“The steam catch could then be used to move wheels” Tevron finished for you. “We would either need a large catch or many stops though” Tevron noted and you nod.

“And holding large amounts of steam means it would cool and there would be water in the pipes” you comment and Tevron nodded in response.

“The problem before that problem is the steam itself” Tevron said “just having one of these carriages would mean dramatically more work hours and ragnite being shoveled into furnaces” he said.

“Yes, it would be too much wouldn’t it” Solus commented thoughtfully. You and Tevron turned to look at the man. “You would need a consistent source of heat and water to boil,” he added. “A glorified coal burner isn’t going to cut it I don’t think” he said.

“Not necessarily, we’d just need to increase our supply of ragnite and slaves” Tevron commented, rubbing his chin thoughtfully. Solus gave a rather sour look at that notion.

“Or, there’s a better way, geothermal” Solus replied. Tevron frowned in confusion, you gave Solus a deadpan and he himself sighed.

“You played way too much Frostpunk” you say flatly.

“Yeah, but you have to admit, if we’re going to go full steampunk, that’s the way to do it” he replied and you sighed. He wasn’t wrong.

“Excuse me but what is ‘Steampunk’?” Tevron asked.

“It’s a style of fantasy where they use steam to create many fantastical devices . . . not all of which are actually possible” you explain and Tevron nodded slowly. “It’s for books and plays and stuff” you add and Tevron’s lit up in recognition. “But most of it works” you add thoughtfully, turning back to your brother. “Etna?” you ask.

“Monte Vulture is really close and on mainland Italy” Solus replied. “It’s also technically not an active volcano, so less risk” he added.

“Fair enough” you reply “Just make it look suitably steampunk would you?” you tell the man, who chuckled in response.

“I’d rather not, but oh well” he said softly and left in a flash of light.

“What is ‘geothermal’ and what does it have to do with volcanoes?” Tevron asked, looking concerned.

“It’s the use of the planet’s core to create energy” you explain. “We’re just gonna use it to make a really big boiler” you add and Tevron nodded, still looking concerned. “Might need to ask the gods to make sure he doesn’t fuck it up” you add with a sigh.