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**“The Other Side of the Dawn”

By MrNelg**

Shadows grew longer against the ground as the sun dipped ever lower beyond the horizon, casting hues of fiery oranges and reds amongst the scattered clouds. On the opposite side of the sky, pinpricks of white light against the silken black backdrop of the night began twinkling into existence.

Sebastian Clay turned away from the dusk sky and fumed as he continued moving through the forest. The fingers of his left hand flexed on the wooden bow, while his right fingers tightened around the arrow shaft. Every foot-fall he made, emitted a crunching sound from the grass beneath his feet. Sebastian's expression darkened. He'd been out here for nearly the whole day; He was tired and nervous. He visibly yawned, though he managed to keep from making any verbal sounds, his jaw cracked from the sudden movement. He fumed again.

He did not want to be out here when darkness fell.

A sane man would've quit a long time ago, and a more rational man wouldn't be out here. Not him. Sebastian needed to be out here. He desperately needed some fresh meat for his larder. The town was a lonely little frontier town, on the very edge of civilisation along the mountain range edges. Not many goods made their way out here, leaving the majority of the people to harvest the land for their needs. Beyond the mountain's lay wild territory; unsettled by human civilisation. Few men had tried exploring what lay beyond, but even fewer made it back. Those that did tell tales of giant monsters and beasts that walked like men.

All of a sudden, his head shot up. There, a little way down the slope. A mass of orange, brown was just visible against the green. He squinted. Yes, it was a heard of deer. He smiled. This entire day hadn't been in vain. Now, only if they could move a little closer. Sebastian moved into a crouching position by the massive tree. The deer were moving close by the trees, edging closer towards his range of fire. The smile became a grin as he brought the bow up and pulled the string back to his shoulder.

Squinting down the arrowhead, he followed the deer as they came within range. Suddenly, he found himself staring into a set of deep, expressive purple eyes.

"Good-evening, man," the voice said. Although it didn't register at the time, it had been feminine.

Sebastian cried out in surprise and fired off the arrow, falling backwards as he did. The shaft shot-off into the sky and disappeared. Sebastian let loose an almighty profanity, before darting his right hand towards his bronze knife, while casting his gaze towards his uninvited guest. His hand froze in place, as standing before him, was a Pegasus; a Lesser God.

She wore a light-brown short-sleeved leather shirt, with a segmented armoured shoulder pad, secured around her right shoulder with two leather straps. A leather belt hung around her waist, with a knitted pouch on one side. Leather strips made a skirt which covered the body from waist to knees. Leather bracers covered her forearms, while bronze greaves protected her legs. Her human-like feet were covered in sandals while a finely worked bronze helmet shielded her head. Holes cut in the top allowed her blue ears to protrude either side of the massive red plume of feathers that adorned the top.

"What in Tartarus?" Sebastian's cry echoed throughout the forest. His eyes widened in terror, as he scrambled to his feet, before kneeling to the Pegasus. "I mean- forgive me, your excellency, for using such a curse before your magnificent presence." Although not a Greater God, Lesser Gods were nothing to scoff at. To his surprise, the Pegasus laughed.

"Oh please, do get up. If I wanted mortals to praise me, I'd be at the shrines." Sebastian rose to his feet but kept his eyes aimed at the ground. A single, human-like blue-furred finger tilted his chin up, and he once more found himself staring into those deep, purple eyes of hers. "My face is up here, handsome." It was then that Sebastian realised how tall she was; Almost seven foot.

He kept his eyes locked on hers as she leaned back, and with a chuckle, removed her helmet. Her long, silver mane was tied up in a greek fishtail that snaked over her left shoulder. She batted her eyelashes at him before stepping right up to him, leaving him eye level with her firm and rounded breasts. They then leaned in closer until they were an inch from his nose. Daring to look up, he saw that she was leaning forwards, propping herself with the left hand against the tree behind him. Her equine face stared down at him with a mischievous expression.

"Now, where was I? Oh yes, good-evening, man," she said, "My name is Nyx."

"Sebastian Clay!" He shouted as if responding to a military instructor. Her right ear flicked in annoyance.

"Will you calm down?" her voice, for the first time betrayed a hint of agitation. Sebastian nodded frantically.

"Please, your excellency," Sebastian said in a low but rushed tone. "I've never encountered a God before, let alone a Lesser God." His hands shot up to form a barricade of sorts between them. "I honestly don't know how-" his voice ended off in an alarmed and unmasculine squeak as his hands found her breasts instead. His horrified gaze lingered on the infraction for a second, before they shot up into the amused face of the Pegasus. He tried to stammer out an apology, but his jaw just worked silently.

She placed a single blue-furred finger to his lips. "Hush," she whispered. He opened his mouth, but she shushed him again. "There is no need to apologise," she said, cupping his chin with her free hand, "Let alone be afraid." Tilting his head up, she leaned down and kissed him. It was indescribable. Sebastian had kissed many women in his life, but nothing could be compared to the therapeutic sensations washing over him.

The tension drained as his entire body relaxed. His fingers loosened but stayed in place. When Nyx pulled away, he felt sorrow. He wanted her back. His lips moved towards her; however, a hand on his chest stopped him. Opening his eyes, he saw her hands around her back. The armoured shoulder pad slid off to crash on the ground at her feet. Then her leather skirt joined it. Bending, her fingers were around her legs, but all Sebastian saw was her swaying rump, sticking up in the air, her braided silver tail swishing back and forth in a rhythmic tempo. She was standing upright now. Her hands were at her waist, and she pulled her leather shirt up and over her head.

Nyx's breasts bounced as they were revealed. Blue, furry orbs with light grey nipples in their centre. All that remained was a cloth undergarment, which abruptly puddled at her feet; He hadn't seen her hands move. Except for the leather bracers and sandals, she stood nude before him. Sebastian couldn't help but admire her form. If not for her fur, tail, wings and equine head, she could easily be mistaken for a human woman. Looking up into her face, he saw her warm, comforting smile now replaced with a lusty grin. Her blue, feathery wings flared; the effect almost dazzling.

Once more, Nyx approached him; only this time, it felt predatory. "I-I-I-!" Sebastian stammered, as her muzzle leaned down towards his lips, pausing half an inch from them. He could feel her warm breath washing over him. "I don't know what to do," he whispered.

"Just relax," Nyx breathed into his face. "I'm going to teach you, and you need not be afraid. I promise I will do nothing to hurt you. I will give you pleasure, and you will do the same for me." Sebastian's thoughts died away, and he let out a shuddering gasp when he felt her warm breath at the base of his neck. Her right hand appeared at the left side of his head and Sebastian nuzzled against it, softly moaning as she trailed kisses along his jawline, until she gently pulled his head up, pressing her lips against his own.

Although indescribable, the sensations of this kiss felt different somehow. Keeping his eyes open, Sebastian saw his reflection in Nyx's deep purple eyes before she closed them, prompting him to do the same. He moved his arms, slowly sliding his left one up until he was softly holding the back of Nyx's head, allowing his right arm to come to rest at the small of her back; finger's gently sliding through the blue fur. Surprisingly, her wings didn't interfere; instead, they folded down and around him, protectively enveloping him within a feathery cocoon. Opening his mouth to let Nyx's tongue between his lips, Sebastian met it with his own, hearing her moan into his mouth as he massaged the back of her head.

Her hands were at his sides now, pulling and tugging at his clothes. Removing his arms from their position, he allowed her to untie his belt before her hands grasped the bottom of his woollen cloak, pulling it up and over his head. They returned and taking hold of his tunic, removed that in the same fashion, leaving him bare-chested. Despite the chill of the dusk air, he felt nothing. Her hands were at his waist, and before he knew it, his trousers and undergarments were around his ankles; Exposing his thighs to the elements. Still, he was not cold. On the contrary, his body appeared to be heating up.

Nyx pressed her lips to his, kissing him hungrily. Gripping Sebastian by the shoulders, she began to pull him down to the ground, until he was sitting with his back against the tree, its rough bark providing a different type of sensation to his already overloaded senses. Sebastian could feel himself trembling with desire. Staring up at the Pegasus as she reached behind her head and undid her hair, letting it all cascade down her shoulders, Sebastian felt himself swell even more. Nyx knelt before him, taking hold of him with a gentle grip, and giving him a languid stroke, making him groan unabashedly. With a soft smile on her face, she moved towards Sebastian, all of the while stroking him, until she was all but in his lap, leaning forward to kiss him.

Sebastian's body convulsed with every stroke. He was aware that he was hard now, painfully so. His whole body ached. He looked up into Nyx's eyes, pleading. The look within them was gentle, loving, almost heavenly. He mouthed a 'please,' at her; She smiled. Her face leaned forward towards him, one hand moving to gently hold the side of his head, while the other, stayed between his legs, gripping him. Her lips touched against his slightly as she settled down atop him. Warm, soft folds of heat enveloped him, and his breath audibly shuddered, which in turn was drowned out by the low, deep rumbling from the Pegasus atop him; A sound he didn't think such a feminine voice could make.

They both stayed motionless and stared into the eyes of each other, Sebastian realising that he could easily drown in those deep purple pools. He shuddered when Nyx took his hands and brought them up to cup her breasts, her erect nipples against his palms. The fur didn't tickle his palms and felt warm to his touch. He squeezed them gently, eliciting a pleased sigh from her closed lips. She leaned in, and Sebastian opened his mouth to accept her kiss. A moan of disappointment escaped as she halted her advance, just before his lips. Suddenly, she lifted her hips most of the way, before she effortlessly sank back down onto him.

The abrupt movement sent a shock wave of pleasure throughout his body. Sebastian gasped loudly, and louder still as Nyx repeated the process. The third time she did this, his breath lodged in his throat. The sensations he was feeling were indescribable. Every thrust caused his whole body to spasm. He couldn't even thrust his hips in unison with hers. Her inner warmth gripped him tight, kneading him in a way that left his whole body paralysed with pleasure. He felt his hands loosen on her breasts to casually fall to grass at his sides, while her own hands gripped his shoulders tight, pinning him to the rough bark of the tree.

Above him, the Pegasus's thrusts timed with her breathing; breathing in, when raising her hips, and breathing out, while lowering them. Sebastian had no such pattern; his mind lost in a sea of pleasure to organise his body correctly. Nyx began to increase her thrusts, morphing her loud moans into short, sharp whimpers. Her hands left his shoulders, allowing her fingers to snake down his arms, to take his hands in hers. She then brought them behind her, allowing them to rest comfortably on her blue, furry rump. He squeezed his hands against her, producing a moan from her lips.

She leaned down over him, she gripped his head with both hands, bending so that she could kiss him. Her furry breasts were pressing against his chest; Erect nipples prickling his skin. She forced his lips apart, kissing him hungrily. Her thrusts were starting to speed up as was her passion, as she broke off the kiss, breathing heavily into his face. Sebastian felt Nyx's hard nipples rubbing against his chest, and the two of them ended up with their foreheads touching, both of them breathing through their mouths as they found their rhythm. The two of them continued to move against each other in relative silence, neither of them speaking, only soft gasps, pants, and moans breaking the quiet, with the ambient noise of the forests insects inhabitants providing a background.

Sebastian could feel himself building up inside her warm, tight passage. His face clenched as he tried to tilt his head back, but his body was still unable to move. Nyx's head leaned back, as her spine arched, her head rose slowly, and then…

…The Pegasus threw her head back as she whinnied, Sebastian's whole body tensed, and then relaxed, as he felt the warmth growing from between his thighs. Like a slow-spreading sensation, he felt the heat all around his member, and then, it was gone.

Sebastian slumped back against the tree, the bark scratching his now sweaty back, making him itch as he held the shuddering Nyx tightly to his body. For a time, neither moved, both of them content with the silence and intimacy of the moment. After a while, she pushed herself back up and gave him a gentle kiss on his perspiring brow before she looked him in the eyes. Taking a moment to gather his thoughts, Sebastian said the first thing that came to mind. "W-why?"

"You know how the God's, when they are of maturity, come down to Earth? Seeking a husband?" He nodded. All Gods – Lesser and Great - were female. "That privilege is reserved only for the Greater Gods. Lesser Gods, and even Gods, are forbidden to have such happiness because that would leave very little left for human women." She stroked his cheek. "So, from time to time, the Gods and Lesser Gods will come down to dally with human men."

"How come... No one has... ever heard of that...?" he breathed.

"Because it's not allowed," Nyx answered. "Visiting Earth is considered interfering with the business of mortals; An act no God or Lesser God can engage in, due to our lack of divine powers." She gave a smile that warmed Sebastian's soul. "However, it's rarely enforced; Unless they catch you." She started stroking his hair. "For the more numerous, Lesser Gods like myself, it's the only moment of true bliss we can ever experience. We can never have a husband of our own, so whenever we find the right moment, we travel down to Earth for a night of passion and excitement."

"...Wow..." Sebastian closed his eyes as he allowed himself to concentrate on the sensations of her furry hands, holding his face and stroking his hair. "You won't... be missed...?" he asked.

"No," she answered with a slight giggle. "I have two night's 'R' and 'R,' so no one will be looking for me." Although Lesser Gods, the Pegasi were the elite shock troopers of the Greater God's. If they wanted something done, they sent them in to deal with it. Nyx gave him one last embrace before she stood back up and started getting dressed, not bothering to put her undergarments back on. "Come," she said, once donned in her armour, "Let's get you home."

Sebastian was still too weak to move. He watched as Nyx collected his things. "How will I... get home?" he asked, moving his leg's up and bracing his hands against the grass. At his words, the Pegasus grinned.

"Allow me to show you my true form; The form of a God." Sebastian watched with a tilted head as she crouched down, one hand forming a fist as she planted her knuckles on the ground. Then she began to vibrate before glowing, and a thunderclap echoed throughout the forest. Sebastian shielded his eyes with his arms, and when he lowered them, the sight that greeted him, was the blue fur of a massive sandal-clad foot. Slowly, he tilted his head towards the heavens. Passed her massive tree-trunk sized legs, and up to her grinning face. She was still in her crouching position from earlier, but she was gigantic.

Sebastian's mouth opened, but no words, let alone sounds came out. Nyx rose to her feet, a towering colossus that topped seventy-five feet in height. Now his limbs moved; As if spurred on by the incredible sight before him. He was on his own two feet before he knew it, his head still craned up to stare at her own. High above, she chuckled. It echoed through the forest like distant thunder.

"As you can see," her voice boomed from above, "I shall have no trouble what so ever transporting you home." She then crouched down once more, holding her hand out towards him, palm up. "Come, collect your things, and I shall take you back to your home."

Sebastian moved with haste, gathering up his belongings, but slowly tread towards her open palm; a strange sight to behold. The entire underside of the hand was furless, revealing dark grey skin. He climbed aboard, and scrambled into the centre, just as her fingers rose, curling around him, and rising him into the air. He grabbed for her thumb, holding on for dear life as first the trunks of the trees, and then the treetops themselves vanished from sight.

When his ascent slowed, then stopped, Sebastian dared to peek over the edge of her palm. The trees weren't too far below him, but he could see the entire forest, as well as the mountainside, beyond.

"Most humans don't enjoy being up this high." Sebastian spun around; only her massive breasts greeted him. He tensed slightly before shooting his gaze up. Nyx was smiling that gentle, reassuring smile down at him. "They usually insist on being put down; or just curl up in the centre of our hands, crying."

He opened his mouth to speak, only to cut himself off, as he first eyed her face, then her wings, and finally the ground. "You mean you're flying me home?" Nyx's gentle expression was replaced with a sarcastic one, as she flexed her wings.

"These beauties aren't here because they look pretty." With that, she gave a single, mighty flap, and Sebastian couldn't help but stare in awe as trees on all sides bent from the force. She plucked his belongings from her palm and stored them away in the pouch on her belt. She paused suddenly before giving him a thoughtful look. "Perhaps I should find someplace safer to store you other than my hands." Before he could even question that, her fingers encased him within her fist, and Sebastian was on the move. The motion was so fast he couldn't tell what direction he was moving in until the giant Pegasi's fingers uncurled and he plummeted straight down.

All he saw was a whirlwind glance of blue fur before he tumbled head-on into a bush; Or what felt like one. His descent quickly halted as a warm cocoon with a soft fuzzy feel to it, encased him. "You should be fine there," Nyx's voice said from high above. "Try not to move too much, and you won't have to worry about falling out." Sebastian looked up to see her face beaming down at him. He looked on both sides and saw a wall of fur. Looking about, even more, he gulped.

She'd dropped him into her cleavage. Before he even realised it, she pulled something dark over the top of him, causing her breasts to squeeze him even tighter. Looking up, he saw her smiling face framed by her leather shirt. "On a side note, try not to take too many liberties while you're there, okay?" she asked with a wink. "I do need to concentrate when I'm flying," she added before closing the top and encasing him in darkness. Her shirt was padded around the chest, allowing for her breasts to fit inside, while holding them securely in place.

She crouched, and in one, swift motion leapt into the air. Sebastian could hear her wings give another mighty flap, and they rose even higher. Sebastian was forced back into her cleavage by the rush as Nyx rocketed into the sky. He didn't dare move, lest he slipped out the bottom of her shirt. Then, she abruptly ceased her ascent, and Sebastian experienced a moment of weightless before rocketing into free-fall. Now he yelled in terror as he felt his body was trying to push its self into her sternum; nearly sliding out of her cleavage. There was another mighty flap, and the fall lessened to become a graceful glide. He stopped screaming, but his entire body was shaking.

"I didn't scare you too much with that dive, did I?" The tone of her voice told Sebastian that it had been no accident. He was still shaking too much to answer her with a sarcastic response, let alone any. He heard her giggle once more before he felt her lower in altitude.

Then, she swung her legs out, and her whole body came to a sudden stop in mid-air, throwing Sebastian forwards. Thankfully not only her cleavage kept him secure, but the soft fur of her breasts cushioned the impact. He could hear and feel ever flap she made, as they lowered until at last, her feet settled with a resounding thud on solid ground.

In the immediate aftermath, the only sounds audible were Sebastian's harsh gasping, before Nyx asked, "would you like to come out now? Or are you comfortable staying in there?"

Sebastian made a few more harsh gasps before shouting out, "please!" She opened her shirt top, and two fingers hooked under his arms and hoisted him from his furry prison. When he was still, he was able to focus his vision on the huge, blue and smiling muzzle before him. The fingers holding him, curled around to encase his lower torso in her fist. Looking around, the sight that greeted him was the tops of the trees. Leaning over the edge of her fist, he saw the familiar thatched roof of his wattle and daub hut.

He frowned, leaning over even further. Below, Nyx's blue, sandal-clad furry foot stood a few feet from the small corral that contained his chickens; Yet they clucked and grazed away as though she weren't there. "The presence of Gods doesn't perturb animals of the Earth," Nyx answered from behind. "They will carry on with their lives as though I'm not here." She was moving, and Sebastian found himself lowered, but not released. She sat down, cross-legged in front of his hut, still holding him in her fist.

For a few seconds, they stared at each other, before Sebastian asked, "What happens now, your excellency?" She rolled her large eyes.

"Well, for starters, my name is Nyx; not your excellency," she said. He nodded furiously. "As for what happens now..." she trailed off as a sly smile graced her muzzle. It made Sebastian both excited and worried, and he found he couldn't speak. Looking into his eyes, somehow, she could see his excitement – his willingness – to find out what would happen next. Nyx leaned in closer. "Kiss me," she whispered.

Blue fur, moving lips, teeth and flashes of her tongue, filled Sebastian's vision. Slowly, he leaned forward, placing both hands on the finger curled around his waist and hesitated. He couldn't kiss her lips. They were too big. Did he kiss the top or bottom one?

The lips moved, and his vision was blinded as her puckered lips kissed his entire face. She was surprisingly gentle, and although wet, it was warm. The hands left her finger to rest against her muzzle as he allowed the sensations to flow throughout his body. She was pulling away, and he felt a longing, just like when she'd kissed him the first time. Looking up into her massive face, greeted his gaze with that caring smile he'd grown accustomed too.

It was then that he realised he was still naked. He looked down at his bare chest, before looking back up to Nyx. "You know," she purred softly, her words ruffling his hair. "When the Greater Gods acquire a husband and bring them back to the other realm, they spend all their time in their true forms." Sebastian felt her finger's tighten slightly around his thighs. "Aren't you the least bit curious as to what they get up to at night?" He still didn't respond. Her voice lowered to a level that he almost missed. "Would you like to speculate?"

He said something. What, he wasn't quite sure, but Nyx smiled at his response. He was moving again, this time, away from her. He felt the same longing from before, only to be replaced with curiosity as her hand manoeuvred him around to her front, before placing him on the ground. He looked up into her face with a lack of understanding, before lowering his gaze.

He stood within the corral of her crossed legs. Blue fur surrounded him, while directly before him, lay the leather strips of her skirt, hanging over her thighs like stalagmites in a cave. His whole body stiffened as his gaze travelled passed them, deep into the imposing darkness. Blue fur lined the inside; all were funnelling back towards...

Sebastian gave a sharp intake of breath; She wore no undergarments.

"I fail to understand why this sight should make you nervous," he looked up into Nyx's gigantic face yet again. "Not only have you seen it before but been inside it." She gave him a predatory smile that didn't frighten him. He smiled back, his nervousness abided somewhat by her loving charm. Fingers were suddenly at his back, moving him forwards. He didn't stumble but sauntered. There was no trepidation in his steps, rather curiosity.

The world around him darkened as he passed the hanging strips of her leather skirt. The walls and ceiling around him narrowed and closed in, forcing him to stoop. He wasn't even aware that her fingers weren't at his back as he crouched down on his hands and knees to approach the dark, blue fuzzy wall that greeted him. In the darkness, it was almost indistinguishable from the light blue of her body fur.

With a gentle, fluid motion, his arms reached out to plant his palms firmly on both sides of the dark, blue patch. His body vibrated with the shiver that convulsed his surroundings. Gripping tightly, he eased it to either side, revealing a dark pink, and smooth passage. Freeing his right hand, he reached in, and gingerly stroked the whole length of the flesh. The tremor that surged throughout his surroundings shook his entire body, knocking him into the sides of Nyx's massive, furry thighs.

From outside, she rumbled something that he mentally translated as an apology. Without missing a beat, his hand returned; gentle in its attention. The quaking buffeted him with every touch, but was soothing, almost therapeutic. With each brush, his boldness grew, and his hand were no longer stroking, but pulling, pinching and even pressing. He was aware that his hands, along with the dark blue fur, was wet. Something was enticing about it, as the smell it emitted was honey-like; it spurred him on.

From outside, he could hear her ragged, deep breathing increase in volume. Each quiver escalated in intensity, threatening to dislodge him; He persisted in his attention. Finally, after a particularly rough shudder, he plunged his arm deep within the pink, wet folds. The walls closed in on him, squeezing him tight, but not painfully, leaving him trapped. There was no fear in his mind. In the presence of this Lesser God – Nyx - he felt only the desire to make her happy; to please her. Instead, as his arm pulled back, his fingers trailing along the inner walls.

The blue walls that held him released, stretching outwards. For a brief second, he was free to move, only to be trapped once again, as Nyx's fingers appeared around his waist. Surprise, not terror filled his mind. The fingers were firm as they secured his body, before carefully pushing him up against the pink folds. He was not still, as they slid him up towards a large, slick knob. He grabbed at it with both hands, only to have it slip from his fingers as his entire body dragged downwards. A wet, sticky substance that covered the surface of the soft flesh, now coated his whole torso. He slid up, back towards the knob and this time, the fingers drew his body over it.

He wasn't aware of his arousal until it connected with the slick bulge. Now it was his turn to shiver with excitement. Down he went, his face drawing over the protrusion, and he couldn't help but lash it with his tongue. The fingers trembled and nearly dropped him. As he travelled downwards, one finger pressed against his backside, pushing his legs within the pink folds. It was warmer than anything he'd ever felt in his life. Then he was moving upwards again. As his face made contact with the slick, and now more prominent protrusion, he raked it with his fingers and kissed it as forcefully as he could manage. He never felt any tremors, but as he slid down this time, the fingers curled around his back, and he was pushed deep within the hot, pink flesh.

Time slowed, and sound ceased to exist. The warmth that encompassed him was indescribable. The emotions that flowed through his mind were calm, happiness, contentment; he relaxed into his surroundings.

Time returned to its regular pace, withdrawing him from within his protective cocoon. The stinging chill of the dusk air didn't affect him, as his body travelled up. His whole mouth ravaged the swelling at the peak of his ascent, and let his fingernails trail over it on his descent back into the warm, wet embrace of silence.

Each time he peaked in his travels, he attacked, and every time Sebastian ceased in his descent, he relaxed. Attack and relax; his strategy played out over and over. Other than his plan, the other thing his mind could comprehend was the increase in his movements. They were faster, more vigorous, pressing him harder against, and deeper within.

He was almost ready to release. He wasn't conscious of this, but he could feel it, deep within the recesses of his mind. It was building back there, like the increased rumblings of a volcano, ready to erupt.

By now, he had lost track of his tempo. Sebastian couldn't time his movements to attend to Nyx's glossy, mound. He was up, then down, up and down. His arms simply moved with his motions. Finally, he was painfully awake to the sensations that had been steadily increasing from between his thighs. Each thrust brought new pain, and he gritted his teeth; He begged for release.

Finally, Nyx plunged him deep inside, further than he'd ever gone before. Time stopped, and he floated on a cloud of pure bliss, before reality intruded, snatching him from the calm and pulling him back into the real world. Out he came and up he went. He scraped across her flesh, his length trailing along, drawing, pulling the skin. His gums pulled back, exposing his snarling teeth, as he shot up higher than before. Up and over the protrusion, and this time, the pain was too much to bear.

With a cry, he exploded.

Warm, hot joy erupted from between his thighs, just as the fingers that held him squeezed him tighter against the fur and flesh of his surroundings. A tremendous roar that assaulted his ears from every direction drowned out his exultation. On and on it stretched, a never-ending release of pleasure that drained his entire body of all its strength.

He must have blacked out, because the next thing that his conscious mind was able to grasp was that he was lying on his back, on the grass, naked and staring up at the moon, high in the night sky. The only noises he could make out were the steady background hum of cicadas and his shallow breathing.

"You're awake," a female voice said. "That's reassuring. For a moment, I wasn't too sure if what little divine powers I had, had shielded you from my strength." Sebastian blinked, before lifting his head. The Pegasus – Nyx – rested not too far from him. She smiled that same, loving smile she always had, towards him.

"...Nyx?" he said weakly. She beamed.

"So, you can remember my name." She leaned over him. "I can't tell you what joy it brings me to hear you say that. For Gods, who can never have a husband, we can never experience the joy of true love. So, with these once in a lifetime excursions, it grants us moments of pure happiness to treasure during our long and lonely existence."

"What happens... now?" he asked, trying to sit up.

"Easy, handsome," Nyx said. There was a sudden flash, and the next thing his mind registered was her hands, not her fingers at his sides. Moving one hand underneath him, and supporting his head with the other, she lifted him in her arms, cradling him against her chest, his head nestled against one breast. "I think you've had enough for one night," her soft voice wasn't as loud as before. "I believe we should call it a day." He was moving now.

She carried him inside his hut, closing the door behind her and gently laying him down on his bed. She knelt beside him, and lovingly stroked the hair out of his eyes. Looking up into her deep, purple eyes, he weakly muttered, "...Thank-you..."

"For the experience, or bringing you to bed?"

"...both..." She laughed, then leaning down, kissed his lips. As she withdrew, Sebastian asked, "...Will I ... ever see you … again?" For the first time since meeting her, he saw sadness on her face.

"No," she confessed. "As I explained earlier, we Lesser Gods aren't allowed on Earth unless given the authority of the Greater Gods. As far as anyone knows, I'm at my barracks back in the other realm." Her loving smile returned. "That's why we treasure these moments. We try not to think about what awaits on us on the other side of the dawn, but rather, what pleasures we can enjoy during the whole of the night." She rose, before hastily undressing. Once she was nude, Nyx moved him to one side and climbed into bed with him. Sebastian felt the bed-frame groan in protest, but amazingly the structure held.

"...what...?" he mumbled as she put an arm across him to draw his body closer to hers. Her hand tilted his face to look up into her own.

"I told you, that I have two nights, 'R' and 'R'," she reminded him. "As long as I'm back on duty when it's over, no one will care where I am." She pulled the sheets over them, but her legs protruded out the bottom. "Now, as I said before, we Gods do live for a long time, and I am going to make the next two nights, the most memorable either of us will ever have." Then she reached between his thighs and plunged the both of them back into heavenly bliss.

THE END.