Lahmu Keep

[Apollymi]

While Albertus looked her over, Meron got the distinct feeling that she'd made the right choice in her undergarments. Still, she'd made the assertion that she'd not expected anyone to see her undergarments in the first place, which gained her a specific sort of reaction. The reaction in question was a quickly spun life lesson, something Albertus seemed to be fairly good at doing. He claimed that she should have gone with the more risqué option regardless because she looked more satisfied wearing it, and if no one saw it, it wouldn't matter, but she'd be prepared if anyone did. "Hm, I don't think I'd considered that..." she said honestly. Everything this man said seemed to be worth pondering at least a little bit. Beyond that point he claimed she should always prepare to have the best time, instead of setting herself up for having to settle for whatever sort of time she ended up with. "That is some pretty solid advice. I'll keep it in mind," she stated. Strangely, she didn't think she'd ever be capable of forgetting any random thing this man said to her.

Moving on from the matter of her clothing, having already taken a seat beside the man on her bed, she was confronted with something rather new. She was being told he wasn't sure of the pace their interaction should be taking. Albertus was open to advice on the situation surrounding their copulation, making it sound like either, wherever he was from things were done very differently, and like it'd been quite a while since he last partook. Hm, that last one was almost unbelievable, a guy like him should be capable of pulling any woman he wished. He was charming, kind, and very attractive, surely it couldn't have been that long. His warning was kind of cute as well, in an odd sort of way. "Ano, I'm not sure I expected this..." she stated seeming to give his words some hefty consideration. "I suppose I don't actually have many preferences, I've only experienced this a few ways myself and I haven't disliked any of them. I think it would mostly depend on how you want to move..." she said. It was in her nature to be a bit closer to passive, even so, it would have been a shame if a person like Albertus couldn't stir any random woman to movement. "I think... we have to start with getting you out of your clothes..." she mused leaning towards him, beginning to flicker with buttons and zippers to help him towards that eventuality. "I can keep this, get rid of them or a few things in between, but that'd mostly be up to you..." she said the state of her own dress not being very important to her. "Ah, we could start at the beginning though, get even more worked up and play it by ear~" she teased gently as she pressed her lips against the side of his neck. She'd get back to this sort of interaction, leaning in slowly from the side, never did she move to position herself in front of or on top of this man... it was a mental hang-up, one even she hadn't noticed about herself that made her avoid wanting to do anything that would put her weight down on people.

[Bloodedge]

The time for Albertus to give advice had passed. As Meron seated herself beside the male, it became time for her to take up the mantle of guidance. He could have easily lifted them both to a higher plane of existence, both spiritually and physically. Alas, actively doing so would have produced many questions and concerns in this world. Sadly, Meron didn't seem to have all the answers either. She first expressed shock, whether it was due to his ignorance, the request for her perspective, or both. Afterwards though, she claimed to have no preferences... while mentioning that she'd only experienced a few variations herself.

Albertus wasn't an expert on the intricacies of human debauchery or anything, but something about Meron's words seemed... wrong. He believed all that she said, and that itself was the issue. She spoke to a certain level of inexperience while having four children in her list of creations. The math of it all just didn't add up. Were humans actually... boring? No, that couldn't be! Meron had been nothing but exciting thus far, so there obviously had to be another factor at play. Here she was now, talking about getting rid of his clothes while taking the necessary steps to make it happen. She also didn't spare a moment of progressing events, applying her lips to his neck just as she'd done in the limousine previously. "I ah... feel like you should've done a lot more. No offense. I don't think that's your fault at all," he commented, his gaze shifting suspiciously toward the woman's face. Someone had wasted several opportunities, which made someone else lose just as many opportunities. Having already established Meron as one who settled for less than the best, Albertus understood better how he'd be approaching the night moving forward. There was a choice to be made as well. Would he move toward nudity and leave Meron's clothes in place, or would he rather she be bare as a newborn babe? "Decisions are tough. I'd go for nude, but this is new and I like it. If it's in the way, how about we deal with it as needed in the moment?" he suggested. Now to do something about Meron's lack of experiences to be excited about. "Anyway, I've got an idea. What's a thing you've always wanted to do, but never had the chance to try?"

[Apollymi]

The advising was over and now was the time for negotiations. Meron was unsure of what she would have desired sexually given the situation, but at the same time Albertus was apparently not one to hold back on any of this thoughts. According to him her lack of experience didn't necessarily match what he figured it would. He claimed to not mean this offensively and Meron herself didn't take it that way to start with. "I don't think that is too odd a thing to say. I was married pretty young so the only things I know besides what I've done is like girl talk over drinks..." she stated as if this explained most things. It likely didn't help that women being experienced wasn't what most people were looking for and would have drastically decreased her chances of being married in the first place. That suspicious look didn't go unnoticed though, it made her wonder what exactly he thought in a moment like that, if he wasn't blaming her for her lack of experience.

Moving on from this though he made the statement that making decisions was hard. Albertus would apparently like to make decisions about her clothing as needed which was fair enough and beyond that he seemed keen to figure out what it was she'd like to do with herself. Her known experiences were rather limited but she still had friends. She still heard a few things. Breakfast mimosas after a night out with the girls usually led to some interesting stories from her more adventurous friends. She'd heard of a few things she wouldn't have minded trying and a few more than that which she'd actually tried and gotten little to no feedback for. As for what she'd like to try, she gave it some thought, her face reddened and she managed to look more than a bit embarrassed, and thus averted her gaze. Was it actually okay to say the kind of thing she was thinking about? She was still a bit too tipsy to properly feel ashamed of herself and feeling too forward to stop words from falling out of her mouth. When speaking with her female friends the matter of being on top came up more than a few times they made it sound like fun, and she always wanted to try, but the comments she received from her husband made it seem like he wouldn't have allowed her to try it. "Hm, I've sort have, always wanted to try being on top, my friends made it sound like it was fun." she said those words and her face went red. "Oops," that one she hadn't meant to let slide out from between her lips. She was a fairly imposing woman in Japan. Significantly taller than most people and weighed quite a bit more thanwas allowable, she definitely shouldn't have said that. She was far too polite to want to impose like that.

[Bloodedge]

Meron also understood how strange it was that she had such limited experience. Given how she was built and how humans took the act of creation as a thing of leisure, even Albertus figured there were a hundred ways she could be handled. That figure was only the first thought as well, and had no application of magic in any possible situation. He was keen to give multiple things a try just tonight. In fact, he'd have been so keen even if they had both taken this journey sober. "Well I'm from a pretty weird place that has different values. We can both figure some new stuff out," he muttered.

Now then, what would Meron be choosing? One could say the world was her oyster in the here and now. Nothing that could be done was beyond Albertus' ability, even what most humans considered outlandish for any physical build. According to Meron, what she wanted was... to be on top? Oh, things were sounding far simpler than Albertus imagined. He knew there would be no magic, floating, or even direct power application, but just 'being on top' was astoundingly ordinary. To make matters worse, she even seemed embarrassed after stating her desire. Albertus had already let his hands roam free, one claiming a breast to squeeze while the other explored the length and thickness of her thigh. If he'd been any more shocked, it would have halted his movements... but he managed to keep his cool well enough. "Oops? Sorry to say, you're not exactly making a tall order here. If that's all you want, you didn't even have to say. It's a bummer you haven't gotten to try it yet."

[Apollymi]

According to Albertus he came from a place with different values. That much was obvious by how freely he handled himself. Where he was now, was no such place of freedom, or rather it hadn't been for people like Meron. But no matter, she was having enough fun now to more than make up for her less than stellar start on adult life. Whatever sort of things he found himself wanting to try, she'd easily find herself going along with, given her own lack of true knowledge in the subject. "I like figuring stuff out~" she claimed, which was a pretty factual thing.

Ah, but there was something else. Now as she thought over her request as it were, she'd let her own desire slip out a bit too freely to take it back. At the same time, Albertus was already squeezing one of her breasts and exploring the thickness of her thighs. And where he touched her, her flesh seemed to bubble under his attention, breaking out into gooseflesh, hardening her nipples and even bringing fresh redness to her face. The latter thing wouldn't be going away anytime soon as her mention seemed to cause some kind of reaction in Albertus, he didn't stop what he was doing but expressed a commiserate idea that she wasn't asking for much at all and it was a shame she hadn't gotten to try out what she wanted up to this point. That oddly sounded like agreement to her, but she felt the need to explain her slip just the same. "I, well... it just seemed a bit selfish. I wouldn't want to impose or anything..." she mentioned with an abashed visage that made it sound like it was a completely normal thing to be apologetic about. But if he didn't mind, she'd have that and then whatever he wanted, that seemed fair enough. Perhaps in the near future she'd be figuring out what was what... and how all this actually worked. In the meantime he was content to help him out of his clothes, it was actually quite an exciting prospect, she'd not seen many naked men in her life. And this one was bound to be interesting given how much of him she'd already seen.

[Bloodedge]

"Same," said Albertus. If they both enjoyed finding out new things, they were both in for one hell of a time this night. As for her position of choice, it was the simplest and most easily-translated thing he could think of. Creators had an optimal method at their disposal which involved both parties sitting in a way; her suggestion was therefore something natural to him. Meron, however, thought different of it. None from Albertus' world and time would know why she thought it was a selfish request.

Actually... Albertus' confusion may have become tangible if he heard something else along those lines. Something had to be done about the way Meron viewed life and sex. "It's not imposing, it's not selfish. What we're about to do isn't for me; it's for us. What's the point if you don't get what you want in the end?" he mused as a genuine curiosity. Whatever Meron thought of this insight, they would progress. His shirt was being tugged on. What a shame; he'd soon have to free his hands for a moment. Well, that was best done sooner rather than later. Albertus released the woman's breast and thigh before wriggling his way out of that shirt. Beneath was something totally natural to his world, his people: a sculpted torso that any conscious existence could only consider perfect with its chiseled musculature and lack of excess in all regards. He didn't harp on the reveal of himself or anything. No, he took the time he had to reach out for Meron again. This time, he made sure eye-contact was maintained while rubbing both of her bare thighs from above. "You put yourself down too much. That's alright though; I'll pick you up."

[Apollymi]

Both of them would enjoy the things they'd discover this night, but apparently one of them had their imagination go a lot farther than the other. Meron was a woman who seemed to be quite simple, or rather... life had taught her to be rather simple both because of culture and the way her relationship had played out. She'd gone into an almost reclusive state hiding away in her home at some point, even so, here was Albertus to help her out. One such manner of doing so had to do with his understanding of her words however skewed they were.

In a moment like this, Albertus spoke to Meron of her desires. He made it clear in this moment that she was neither imposing upon him, nor being selfish. Admittedly, experience had told her very different, but this man had given her no reason to distrust him directly so she'd take his word on her lack of imposition. Then he posed to her a question and it was one she'd never properly thought to ask herself, if they were completing a cooperative experience, why shouldn't she also get what she wanted out of it. So much so far, she'd been taught to give of herself without any thought of taking anything, she was almost shocked by the utterance. "I... hm, I never really considered what the point would be, but at the time I thought I was getting what I wanted..." she said tentatively. Perhaps she'd always been thinking about it wrong. Perhaps she'd just been tricked into giving more of herself than the exchange was worth?

Whatever the case, there was now an entirely different problem to look into. Her tugging at his shirt had him stop touching her for a moment only to wiggle out of it. When he did, she got a look at him unclothed and was stunned. This man had perfect musculature hidden beneath a shirt and she was almost appalled by the fact that she'd not noticed before now. How was he just skipping past this reveal while talking to make her feel better? He was looking her in the eye and that was also rather comforting as well, still she couldn't really let it go. Even while maintaining that eye contact and feeling his hands against her thighs she let a thought slip out of her head. "I'm willing to bet you can pick up anything you want... we can't skip over this you know..." she said gesturing to this man's torso.

[Bloodedge]

Albertus figured he had little to nothing else worth offering in terms of life advice, but apparently not all wells ran dry. Meron seemed to have one epiphany after another since their meeting earlier this night. He didn't mind; it was quite satisfying to be of use in such ways. He'd never turn down an opportunity to help innocents along. That was especially to be the case for one he'd linked his immortal soul to. "Oh come on, you can't just think you're getting what you want. Feel it. If it doesn't feel perfect, then it's not," he said plainly.

His hands had a great deal to grasp with those thighs alone. He had much to see within those giant blue pools lodged into Meron's face. It seemed she had a fair amount to look at as well, considering her sudden pause after his shirt rose overhead. Oh, was he to find out that something else about him was outlandish? It had always been the case that those considered 'gods' were perfect in every way, some select few even possessing a special trait beyond perfection itself. Something of a quip passed Meron's lips. She claimed he could pick up anything he wanted, gesturing immediately afterwards to his upper body. They couldn't skip over this? But... he was still busy rubbing her thighs, his concern very much elsewhere. "I can pick up a few things. And what? What's the big deal?" With that question asked, Albertus leaned further inward until he could begin licking the woman's neck once again. They didn't seem to be progressing very quickly, but that wouldn't keep him from doing something.

[Apollymi]

According to Albertus thinking she was getting what she wanted wasn't enough... she had to feel it? And if it didn't feel perfect it wasn't right? What strange advice this man had to give. And so very useful... "I'll remember," strangely this woman always took what this man had to say and etched it into the depths of her memories. She knew for certain that this man could help her heal her broken heart and beyond that, that he was just a good person.

Ah, but there was more at stake here than just her heart. Her body was currently being rubbed against as he downplayed the ideal of his physique being at all distracting. He seemed to be quite busy with her large thighs but now she was beyond distracted taking in a chiseled physique and a perfect visage. "Um, the big deal is... you're perfect!" she exclaimed seeming to look at him in greater detail, her hands placed on his shoulders. Actually those hands trailed over muscled chest and abdomen she changed her mind about her word choice. "No, not perfect, better than perfect. Godly? Yeah... that sounds closer to right than anything else," she mused as her eyes traveled back towards his though not without a few more obviously distracted downward glances. This man had what had to be the biggest tool she'd ever seen, gave good advice, had a charming face, has a rocking body, and the fluids of his loins tasted like mineral water. It wasn't fair in the world for anyone to be this far above the denizens of humanity. Those lips of hers pouted at the thought of such perfection, she had to experience it for herself right... someone had to!

[Bloodedge]

While he kept himself occupied with Meron's neck and legs, the woman explained her earlier utterance. According to her, he was perfect, or rather... godly. That made perfect sense to Albertus. He was godly by mortal standards simply because he was an actual god. That probably wasn't something he could actually say in this world. Yes, he'd leave Meron to think whatever she liked. After all, she obviously had some intention to stick with her train of thought as her hands traversed the full front of his torso. "If that's what you want to think, I'll leave you to it. Sounds like you're into it," he mused.

There was hardly a need to remain concerned about Meron's observation. Unless she had something to take issue with, Albertus would continue moving onward without worry. "You don't have much room to talk though, do you? A goddess couldn't even make herself look like you," he said. Perhaps the strangest thing about this admission was its truth. Albertus hadn't lied; he hadn't even exaggerated. He knew goddesses of all sorts and how they worked. No matter how much mana one accepted, that alone couldn't make a figure like Meron's into one's natural state of being. Well... perhaps one could arbitrarily force the matter for a time, but this additional curvature was something possible only with the material world's physics in full effect.

[Apollymi]

Albertus was busying himself with Meron's neck and legs, she gasped only slightly being fairly certain that it was desire alone that had her feeling a bit antsy while he touched her and nothing nearly as negative as she was used to feeling. She'd told him his form was godly and he'd only committed to allowing her to believe in its truth. Too bad, she wasn't just exaggerating this man was literally the sort of being who could have been every girl's favorite man. "I don't think it's a matter of want. I am certain it isn't just me... and yes, I'm definitely into it~" she said while looking this man over her hands coming to rest where his torso ended over his pants. She'd gently trace those lines down to the button of his pants if only to help him out.

Ah but what was this, he wasn't just content to accept her praises either. According to Albertus goddesses couldn't make themselves like her? How very unrealistic! But... that was a compliment right? Yes, definitely a compliment. And she wasn't used to anyone appreciating her form in that sort of way... so what could she do besides blush harder as he paid attention to her. "I... well... if you say so," she finally settled on that statement. Still she leaned in to peck his neck gently. She couldn't help it, wanting to appreciate his sentiments while being incapable of believing him fully. She didn't see herself the way he saw her, but maybe, just maybe she'd try out having the sort of confidence in herself that he seemed to express about her.

[Bloodedge]

"Maybe it's not. Or, maybe it is. Who cares either way, right?" Albertus asked rhetorically. Of course he knew the truth; it wasn't just her. It was only the natural order of things that dictated his physical perfection. In this case however, it was only imperative what Meron thought. He wasn't here to serve the world itself by creating, he wasn't here to be viewed and worshipped by all people for power and status. He was here only so Meron and himself could entertain themselves and each other, so his prerogative was that and that alone.

Even Meron was onboard with the plan. She brushed off his compliment just as casually as he brushed off what was said about him. Surely she had little reason to take his words as truth, but... since when was there a line between objectivity and subjectivity? Albertus didn't remember such a thing existing, so it couldn't have been very thick at all. Now then, Meron's hand had traveled quite far since being placed on his chest. She settled around his beltline presumably as a hint to the time in their endeavor. With that, one of his hands left her body to grasp his own trousers and tug down. He'd be freed soon enough with only a slight lift being required to let his trousers fall beneath the floating bed.

[Apollymi]

"Right." It didn't matter if she was fawning all over him along with the whole of humanity. Here and now he was hers to have and as such she'd find herself easily falling prey to his antics. Whatever he was, he was currently the most interesting person on the planet to her, and she was keen to find out how much more that could be true.

That traveling hand of hers found his hips and he acquiesced to an unspoken wish, freeing himself from his trousers and leaving them to fall into the floor beneath her bed in time. She couldn't keep her eyes, nor hands off this man, seeming to find him to be almost irresistible. This man's existence didn't seem fair at all... he seemed to tug at her a bit more than she remembered, but she was also still a little tipsy. That was probably for the best, given it would have been rather hard for her to move forward without a little bit of liquid courage. Ah, well that didn't matter now at all. Whatever he decided to do, she'd go along with it as he prepared assumably for the position she'd suggested, unless it would just be something to happen a bit later. Just the same she couldn't seem to keep her hands or eyes off this man. Her eyes traveled the full expanse of his body even down to his exposed legs and manhood, while she continued to wonder what she'd done in life to deserve a romp with such a divine creature. Even just watching him remove his clothes had her nearly lost for breath and not at all sure she should take on this situation at all.

[Bloodedge]

Albertus was officially without the impediment of clothes, and there was Meron, watching constantly and appraising him with no less purpose. Eyes wandered up and down... mostly down. All the while, there were no words shared between the two. The last thing Meron did was give an affirmative response to Albertus' rhetoric. Since then, there had been nothing but his nudity and her observation.

Ah, but there was something to be done, wasn't there? There was no point in Meron wondering what she'd done to deserve this encounter. Sometimes, things simply happened with no explanation. She was in the right place at the right time, and so was he. This stroke of luck would lead to the pair of them having a very interesting time for the foreseeable future. It would all start with penetration, as these things tended to. They'd spent some time mucking about in the limousine, and Albertus had a sense for his partner's readiness. There was always a chance of him being a bit off in this world, but... he had faith. "So, am I wrong about how this works? You said you wanted to be the one on top. If there's something else to making that happen, let me know. I still might be missing something~"

[Apollymi]

A very naked man was occupying the same room as Meron, and that hadn't happened in long enough that she was questioning her good fortune. While stared at each other for a while and the silence between them wasn't uncomfortable. Even so, there was something they were supposed to be doing and she'd managed to let herself get a bit distracted with just the visuals. Actually, this was definitely the sort of man she could have just looked at all day and been happy to have seen. Ah, but she wouldn't just be looking today and she'd done far more than that in the last couple of hours already. So when he finally spoke and broke her concentration her eyes immediately wandered up and she realized she'd been both silent and staring for quite a while.

Meron would always have the grace to look a little embarrassed at least, even so scooted herself over and patted the edge of her bed, finally managing to pull her eyes away. "Full disclosure, you're really distracting naked~" she teased just a bit. "But no you probably aren't missing anything, you can lay here..." she said pointing to the large expanse of bedspace beside her. Whenever he took that space she'd shift herself so she was hovering over him, her legs straddling him on either side. Once again distracted enough to just be looking down into this man's face. There would be several things to cross her mind in these moments. One of those things, was elation because looking down at this man was no less flattering of his physique than anything else so far. Another was about this process of hers, which involved moving her underwear aside and while doing so still finding herself more than ready for this endeavor and third was realizing that she'd never actually done this before and thus would need to do a bit to get everything where it needed to be. She slid herself along his manhood with the intention of lining them up, only to remember upon making contact with it that it was bare and she'd intended to use a condom. Ah, but she hated condoms... everyone did. And, it felt so nice and all she was doing was rubbing against it. Actually, she couldn't really stop herself immediately from sliding back down it, even though she'd reached the tip and should have been properly aligning herself for penetration. No. Instead she was content to tease her already dripping loins and somehow she was becoming more stimulated just from the act. How dangerous.