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Finally, inevitably, like I was true north and he, a magnet, he slid inside me. It was only a bit at first, the width of him stretching me even after I'd been so full with his tentacle. The ring of nodules that circled his head stretched and slipped into me, where they dragged and pressed at my inner walls. He held my gaze, eyes and mouth wide with wonder, as I sucked him in, each nodule along his shaft popping inside me as he pressed. His hands tangled in my hair, clasping on as if otherwise he would fly apart. He pulled back and sank in again, this time going deeper. In and out he worked me, until, with a growl, he ground his trio of nodules against me. My mouth hung open, short nonsensical noises pulled from me like prayers to our lovemaking.

“Mine,” he whispered into my temple.

“Yours,” I replied.

For I was. Though he was ostensibly my jailor, my captor, I saw now that we held one another. In giving myself to him freely and fully, he'd become mine, too.

He breathed through pursed lips between kisses, his entire body, and truly, the room itself, pulsing with magic, withourmagic. It swirled and flowed between us, a rushing cyclical whirl that grew with our pleasure. It connected us, more deeply than I ever imagined possible.

As he shuttled into me, grinding into me at the apex of each move, he bored into my very soul. With each movement, his very beingsankinto mine until we were barely separate beings instead of one writhing, pistoning system intent on pleasure and connection. We rose and rose, riding the sensation until, with sudden clarity, I felt his mind brush mine.

Mine, all mine,it said.

All yours, I sent back.

With a look of shock, our magic and our pleasure peaked in a shaking, gasping explosion that shook the chamber we were in.

My eyes flew open to see shadows lifting from our bodies, separating from us and drifting away, disappearing before they hit the ceiling. I stared at them, awed, as the realization hit me.

We'd not only come together for ourselves, but our congress, our union, ourmagichad combined to make something entirely new,shades.?1

The word manifested in my mind like a revelation. A promise, a miracle, a prayer.

After,Orcus held me to him, our bodies and magics still intermingling in the afterglow. I traced my fingertips along his chest, and he toyed with my hair.

“What now?” I asked.

“Now? We grow. We learn. We do better.”

“And more of this?”

“Somuch more of this.” He rolled us over, so I lay fully atop him.

“But what does learning and growing look like?”

He furrowed his brow and kissed my forehead. “Well, I think, perhaps, we should look in on our newest creation, see what we've wrought. I want us to take some time to double check your preparations?—”

“Do you think I wouldn't have—” I gasped, affronted.

“No. No, it's not that.” He ran a placating hand down my back.

“You didn't plan formeto be away. I was thinking that, perhaps we might make surethey don't need either of our intervention, so we could take, oh I don't know, the next few hundred years or so for ourselves.”

“Oh, well, I suppose that sounds alright,” I smiled. “But what shall we do?”

“I figure we'll do what we never got the chance to do... we'lllive.You cannot access your body from here, or Timonde, but there's an entire universe to explore. A universe of knowledge to learn about how we should run this confounded planet. Once we're done with our little honeymoon, we'll come back and get to work. What do you think?”

“You're asking me? Aren't you the one in charge here?”

He placed his wickedly sharp claws under my chin and looked deep into my eyes. “Only because you put me in charge.”

He kissed me, soft and chaste. “They can have you back once I'm no longer starving for you round the clock. Right now, you'remine.All mine.”

“All yours.”

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