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Hotel Chaldea Ep. Artemis & Atalanta
🕑 Added 2024-04-01 02:39:51 +0000 UTCWhen you entered the room themed to look like the innermost sanctum, the living quarters of an enshrined deity, with walls of marble covered in animal skins and trophies and a marble white floor lined with fur carpets and tons of cushions and pillows everywhere, you definitely felt like you might well be making a mistake, as a chill ran down your spine when you laid eyes on the... clients, so to speak.
An unfortunate reality of life is that sometimes, you're obligated to other people, and it can be for a variety of reasons, ranging from the mundane to the illogical. In this particular scenario, you couldn't really say no to a favor asked from you by your loving wife, if only for no other reason than it's generally a bad idea to say no to a day of not having to worry about any of your children when they were decidedly starting to become increasingly too active for it to be relaxing to spend time with them.
Also she gave a really good oral argument, even if it wasn't really necessary to go that far.
It did not mean, however, that being in Artemis' presence when her attention wasn't solidly focusing on her 'darling' wasn't a terrifying prospect.
That said, there was an element of advantage working in your favor, and that was the presence of one of the people you didn't quite interact with very much in Chaldea, even though she nominally worked in a capacity similar to yours. Of course, where you tracked mostly normal people and sometimes slightly dangerous individuals, she specifically focused on tracking, and killing, monsters and highly dangerous individuals.
A huntress by trade and one of Chaldea's fastest, Atalanta, not to be confused with a city, long gone or modern, was an unexpectedly cute hunter. With the ears and tail of a lion, and a predilection towards cute dresses and frequently playing nanny to some of the more childish servants of Chaldea, it would've been hard to imagine that she was such a lethal sniper and cold blooded killer when she needed to be.
It was even harder to imagine her like that when she was getting patted, petted, and fawned all over by the goddess she was sworn to. It is difficult to imagine how it must feel like to have the object of worship of your very religion turn out to be a bubbly, airheaded and almost terrifyingly mercurial lunatic, who was only as lovely as she was scary, and among the very few who could surpass Atalanta's own prowess with a bow.
That said...
The image of Artemis rubbing her cheek against Atalanta while giving her scritches behind her ear with one hand and running the other along her tail and lower back, going back and forth, sprawled over a set of cushions, both of them in the nude, was also highly arousing. The goddess had gone ahead and prepared things already, though it was obvious that you weren't really the protagonist of this little event.
The idea and objective were both quite simple.
Orion, he of the massive hairy bear cheeks, had asked Medea for a favor, since he didn't think you'd agree if he asked you directly, and Medea, knowing the issues that came with attracting godly attention and the weight it can put on one's very soul, had agreed to convince you. Very thoroughly.
That meant you had to accept whatever harebrained idea Artemis had, and then keep her distracted for an entire day, while Orion went to do whatever thing he wanted to do, and in exchange, Medea would take care of not just the daughter you shared with her, but also Mashu's son and Ritsuka's daughter as well, ensuring that all three of your children would be taken care of for the night without you needing to worry at all.
And hey! You'd get to fuck an unbelievably sexy goddess that most people wouldn't even imagine would be open for sex, being famously a virgin goddess in myth, as well as her most well known follower as well, who was also a mythical virgin herself! You even had assurances that Atalanta would not be shapeshifting into a Lion that would proceed to eat her face, and rumors that she had done that to her previous lover she insisted were not true in the least.
She also protested having that recorded as a loss in her history, as she threw the race because the golden apple really was that delicious, but that was a tangent.
Your brain was trying to move off of the situation you were in, to go into a happy place, because every time Atalanta mewled, being the catgirl that she was, with an almost disturbingly cute kitty noise, your cock throbbed in the containment of the thong you'd been provided for the occasion.
Artemis wanted you dressed properly like a temple attendant, in her opinion, should be dressed... but she had no idea what one of those looked like so she instead put you into what was apparently Orion's idea of a properly dressed temple attendant, and that meant a brown leather thong and a harness on your chest fastened to a silver ring on your front and a series of buckles on your back, with leather sandals.
You carried a tray of fruit with you as you approached the goddess and her disciple.
"Who's a good kitty? Is it you?" cooed Artemis, almost wrapping herself around Atalanta.
With a noise far more human than the rest, Atalanta began to writhe as Artemis' hand reached for her exposed crotch, which very much demonstrated that Atalanta's carpet matched her drapes, down to the multicolor hair, and that someone was talented enough to draw an apple down there with a razor.
"Yes you are!" Artemis added, giggling, "ohh, look at this, this little kitty's got one wet pussy!" the white haired goddess said, biting softly on Atalanta's ear, playing with it a little, then blowing into it. "I should've taught you this ages ago! It slipped my mind though, I was busy with my darling probably!"
"G-Goddess, I can't," Atalanta begged, "I- I can't understand this... what's this loophole you were talking about?"
Right. The reason you were there. The prop fruit was deposited near them, and the clinking sound was the cue for Artemis to turn Atalanta to face you, and more importantly, to look at your crotch. "See that?" Artemis asked. "That's a man's thing! A penis! It goes inside you to make you feel good!"
"I- I know that!" Atalanta said, her face redder than any apple, almost radiating heat enough to distort the air around her, "Goddess, what is this about?!" she asked.
"Well!" Artemis giggled, "Uncle Zeus taught me aaaall about the loophole," she explained, one hand sneaking under Atalanta's body and playing with her modest chest, while the one that was on her pussy began to move back, playing with her cheek at first, then slipping between the pale catgirl's buttcheeks and teasing at her anus, slipping into her crack and rubbing along until she found the right hole, which Atalanta responded to by seizing in surprise.
"G-Goddess! That is- dirty!!" she cried. "Ohhh, that's not- that's not right!!"
"We're servants silly!" she said.
That was a great point. Servants didn't need to use the bathroom. A really amazing advantage for those inclined towards butt stuff. You felt your cock throbbing even harder, as you were getting teased with the reality of what was to come, looking over Atalanta, who looked up at you with eyes that pleaded for an explanation of what was going on.
Artemis also looked up at you. "I'm so happy you agreed to participate again!" she said, "pull it out!" she ordered, her voice high and excited, blue eyes twinkling like the sky.
You reached to the ties on either side of your thong, and then undid the knots that held it in place, letting it drop to the ground with a surprisingly loud noise, it was leather after all, and letting your half-hard cock almost flop out.
Atalanta's eyes nearly bugged out of her skull as she saw your cock expand once it had the area to do so, her jaw fell and she just stared. "I... uhh..."
"It's nice huh?" Artemis asked, her fingers beginning to work more. "Hmm... I'm really sorry, I should've taken better care of you, my lovely kitty disciple!" she said, nodding, kissing Atalanta's neck and cheek as she did, then after a few moments, she helped Atalanta sit up but didn't remove the hand from her butt. "Suck the nice assistant's cock now, get it wet and prepared, the wetter it is, the easier it'll be when it goes up your butt."
"I'm not sure I'm okay with that," Atalanta said, frowning. "Isn't this... breaking the oath I made to stay a virgin?"
"I'm here and I'm telling you it's totally okay!" Artemis said, sticking her tongue out, "as long as it doesn't go inside your babymaking hole then it's a-okay!" she said, giving a thumbs up with one hand while still playing with Atalanta's ass with the other, as the catgirl adjusted into a kneeling position that gave her space to suck you off.
You helped by getting into position and spreading your legs, bending a little so she could reach without having to get off the cushions. By the time this happened, your cock was getting stimulated by the sights and sounds and the mewling little cries of the goddess' disciple, so you were already mostly ready to go.
Artemis licked her lips. "Let's do it, I'll show you," she said, reaching forward with her free hand and grabbing you near the base, opening her mouth and sticking her tongue out, "give it lots of tongue attention first!" she said, demonstrating, running her tongue from near your tip towards the base, lapping at your length as she did so, slowly tracking her way from just under the flare of your glans to where your scrotum met your shaft, and then dragged her tongue in a single, fluid motion up, tracing a direct and straight line, her hand running up and then holding your dick in place as her pink tongue flicked the tip of your glans repeatedly, before she came down and planted a kiss on the tip.
It was an expert motion, the likes of which you had experienced from the most experienced women, and you couldn't contain your voice which came out unbidden when she smacked her lips after kissing you.
"Tastes good~!" Artemis called. "Now you try!" she said, holding your cock for her.
Atalanta nodded. "A-Alright," she said, nodding. "If my goddess says it's okay, then obviously, it must be okay," she said, as if trying to rationalize it to herself. Talking herself into it. Moving to imitate her goddess' motions, she was...
Clumsy. Inexpert.
Charming and lovely nonetheless. She was very cute. Your hands moved behind your back and you gripped them against each other, resisting the overpowering urge to pat her head and give her scritches as she did her best, and though her technique was by comparison not just amateur but downright terrible, she had no coordination and she had no rhythm, it was almost made up for by the strange, slightly raspy and dry texture of her tongue, not quite rough but definitely different from what a normal tongue felt like.
You hissed in pleasure as she performed the lick from the bottom to the tip, that was really good actually, it made the best use of the strength and weird texture of her tongue, and then when she flicked your sensitive glans, it was like the perfect combination of soft and rough, though it didn't last, and the catgirl pulled back.
"Good, good, excellent! Now suck it, like this!" Artemis said, opening her mouth wide and then wasting no time in immediately deepthroating you, without any excess effort and without missing a beat or skipping a step. It was perhaps the time you realized that Artemis was one of those servants who never had been humans, and she was in fact only faking a facsimile of a human appearance, perhaps the most blatant of the lot, because she apparently didn't know human throats or how they worked, because much like her ass, it felt like a pussy, with internal folds and slightly bumpy walls that almost throbbed, contracted and relaxed around your cock.
No gag reflex to be seen, and a perfect relationship between tightness, heat and wetness that allowed her to immediately bob her head back and forth, using her hand to stroke the half of your cock that was out, a hand now slick with saliva that would retreat to cup and play with your balls when she pushed down all the way to the base of your cock.
The assault lasted only a minute, but it felt like an eternity, and she gave you no quarter, almost driving you to orgasm in that single solitary minute of hard work, because it really was that crazy of a blowjob, a throatpussy was a fearsome enemy indeed.
Tightening up your muscles allowed you to endure, though as you started to relax the pressure began to hit you all at once and you had to take a break in the time between Artemis letting go, and her talking Atalanta into it, taking the precious breather to try to gather yourself.
And then, another opportunity came when Atalanta tried to follow her goddess, only to find that unlike Artemis, she did indeed have a very human throat and reflexes, despite her lion ears and tail, she could not quite manage to deepthroat you in one go, and in fact, could only get the tip and a little bit of your shaft past her lips before she was pulling back, gagging, choking and letting spittle fly.
"Ah, right. I forgot," Artemis said. "Uhm! Alright, we'll skip the blowjob for now, we'll borrow some men with smaller things to practice on later," she said, looking fired up, then she took the still recovering Atalanta, who was barely regaining control over her breathing after the self inflicted coughing fit, and then turned her around.
Atalanta let out a cute yelp and caught herself, dropping to all fours, with her ass pointed to you, as her goddess lifted her tail with one hand and used the one that had been teasing her ass to spread her cheeks and show her thoroughly teased and wet asshole. Where the lube came from, you had no idea, just Artemis things you had to guess.
"Alright, assistant, time to put the loophole to use!" Artemis said, winking, "Godly-approved and tested, the one stop solution to sexual frustration even for Auntie Hestia!" she said, winking and throwing a V at Atalanta. "This way, you get to finally scratch that itch without breaking your oath, isn't it wonderful?"
Atalanta was bright red, as she turned to face her goddess and you. "I, I'm not really, I'm not that interested, I'm not a pervert!" she cried out.
Artemis clicked her tongue. "You are my most precious," Artemis' voice suddenly dropped quite a bit in volume, "andmostgullible," she said quickly and rapidly, before regaining her previous volume and cadence, "disciple!" she finished, smiling brightly, "you think I can't tell you long to be with a man after nothing but women all this time? I was going to ask Achilles, but-"
She cleared her throat, then got closer to you, whispering, "he sees her as a sister and unlike my family, apparently that doesn't just turn him on more," she said, "apparently Uncle Zeus' fetishes are weird to everyone else, go figure."
You almost choked.
"Ahem! He was busy with something else!" Artemis said. "Aaaanyway!" she said, doing finger guns at Atalanta's butt with one hand, and holding her tail up with the other. "Look at this, now you won't have to just use toys all the time, and even better, you no longer have to feel bad about refusing to work at the hotel!"
Atalanta yelped as Artemis squeezed her tail and then smacked her buttcheek.
You held back your laughter and then placed yourself in line against her entrance, so close you could feel the heat of her body, but not touching her. "You know, if you really don't want to... I don't really care about anything else. If you tell me to stop, right now, even if she tries to shoot me, I'll get up and walk away," you said, looking Atalanta in her eye. "This is your choice, right?" you said.
"I, I-" Atalanta screwed her eyes shut. "I want to have sex too!!" she finally said. "Even my Alter gets to have sex! I want to do it too!" she finally protested. "Goddes, I-"
Artemis gave her a smile. "Your goddess will answer your prayers... here's a man to have sex with!"
You pushed your way in at that declaration, and as expected, she was tight, and at the risk of offending the woman encouraging you to go even deeper, you would say she was ungodly tight even! The contrast could not be any more evident and obvious, the anus you were spreading with your cock was definitely not a hole meant to be fucked, and yet, it was the only way she could fuck given her oath.
It was...
A little overwhelming really. She was very tight, and she had a slim runner's build, without overstated muscle but with quite a lot of power, especially around her lower half, her legs and most importantly, her hips and thighs, and that meant that when she bucked back into you, she almost knocked you over, but instead it only served to make you go even deeper.
"There it is! Now go, go go!" Artemis called.
You groaned and grabbed onto Atalanta's hips, her tail swishing about and her voice coming out in yelps and catty yowls. Artemis leaned down and began to caress, kiss and lick at Atalanta, pressing her incredibly large breasts against Atalanta's side for a few moments then rubbing them up to offer one of her nipples to the lion girl, who latched on and began to suck.
They contrasted a lot, the excessively voluptuous goddess with the svelte sniper, and with the tightening of her ass, you knew you were on borrowed time.
So you fucked her. You fucked her hard. You fucked her mercilessly. Her lubed up and prepared asshole was a struggle to withstand, though you weren't alone in approaching orgasm after all the stimulation, in fact, you were beaten to the first orgasm when Artemis reached between Atalanta's legs and mercilessly pinched the catgirl's clit, causing her to just completely lose control, squirting all over her legs, yours, your crotch and all over the pile of pillows she was laying on, the cushions growing darker as they were sprayed by her plentiful juice.
"Keep going!!" Artemis called, laughing uproariously, "make sure she never forgets how good anal feels!"
Not needing to hold back, you laid into her, the slap of skin on skin becoming wetter by the second from her juices, until finally, you hilted yourself in her ass and let loose, your balls retracting and the pleasure coming in a powerful burst all at once, the resulting seed gushing all the way through your cock into her ass, though her powerful hips made a sudden motion that saw you pushed back, your cock slipping out of her ass and spraying her back and hair all over with your thick white seed, several shots blasting her like that before Artemis moved, swiftly and finding her target true, deepthroating you quickly and then using her mouth and throat to work the rest of your semen out of your shaft, sucking and slurping and milking you for the very last drop, leaving your cock shiny with spit.
Artemis pulled back, grabbed Atalanta's face by the cheeks, and planted a wet, loud and sloppy tongue kiss on her, making plenty of noise and making it terribly obvious she was passing your cum onto Atalanta, then she pulled back and put a finger on Atalanta's mouth, as if telling her to swallow, which she did, putting a bit of labor into it.
Atalanta did indeed swallow the thick load in her mouth, then followed by struggling to regain her breath while Artemis kissed her cheek and then rubbed her own against Atalanta's again. "That was great," she said. "How did it feel?"
Atalanta was pensive for a few seconds. "It's different," she said, biting her lip, scrunching her eyes shut. "Goddess I, I like it," she said, "but, but just because I like it doesn't mean I won't show up for our rituals!" she said.
"Of course, of course!" Artemis said with a double thumbs up.
"Rituals?" you asked.
"Oh, once a month on the full moon we get together, eat some snacks, watch a movie and have wild lesbian sex all night long," she said, then she clapped her hands.
"Oh," you said, scratching your cheek. "That's nice."
Artemis grinned. "Alright, now do me while she recovers!" she said.
"W-What, goddess! What about Orion!?" Atalanta protested.
Artemis giggled. "It's okay! The loophole applies for this too!" she said, "also I want to be sure to tell him aaall about how you made me cum in ways he never does so that he gets jealous and stops going out to have sex with other people!"
You rolled your eyes.
Artemis was fucking hot as hell and you weren't about to argue with an opportunity to fill her ass with your cream again.
