A/N: Oren and Sophia get a moment to themselves. So yeah, you know what they're going to do with it.

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  "Hey."

  Sophia jolts, turning from adding her test hourly tally mark to the wall to see Oren leaning against the doorframe watching her. Smiling softly, she tucks a lock of her hair back behind her ear.

  "Hey yourself."

  Stripped down to just his pants, glistening with sweat from working with Ferro, it's hard not to enjoy the view. But then to be fair, that's how Oren has looked every day for the st thirteen days they've been here in the Void.

  He's also been too exhausted to actually do anything with her. Sophia hasn't begrudged him his rest though. The whole reason he's even doing all of this is for her, after all. If she hadn't come along and disrupted his life, Oren would probably still be out in those woods building his log cabin and Tyranos and Raythe would still be hunting for the God Killer's armaments.

  Standing up, Sophia moves over to the bed.

  "L-Let me get the bed ready for you before you pass out. I can get new bnkets and-!"

  "Actually, I'm good. I'm tired but not that tired. Don't think I could sleep right now either way."

  That stops the goddess in her tracks, causing her to turn and look at Oren questioningly. In response, he grins.

  "We're almost finished. Ferro says there's one final step in the morning and we'll know then and there if we've created artifacts capable of letting us take the fight to Tyranos."

  Oh! That was incredible! Sophia all but hops over to Oren and throws her arms around his shoulders, hugging him in joy. He returns the hug, burying his nose in the crook of her neck in a way that makes her blush.

  "Mm… I've missed you. Ferro told me to go and get some rest, but I'm not sure I could sleep like this…"

  Breathing in his scent through her own nostrils, Sophia squirms for a moment as a blush overtakes her face. It seems she wasn't the only one who found it rather unfortunate they hadn't been able to find any time to themselves in the past two weeks.

  And seeing as they would probably be going after Tyranos tomorrow… this might be the st chance they got to show one another how much they loved each other.

  Pulling back, Sophia runs her hands along Oren's chest for a moment before biting her lower lip and nodding.

  "Okay… but this time I get to make you feel good. Sit down on the bed."

  Oren raises an eyebrow but doesn't argue with her. He moves over to the bed and sits on the edge of it. Following him over, Sophia lets out a shuddering breath and then slowly descends to her knees between his legs. Reaching up, she pulls the straps of her dress off of her shoulders, letting it fall down to her waist and reveal her soft, pale breasts in all of their glory.

  Realizing what she's intending, Oren frowns ever so slightly.

  "Just because I did it for you first doesn't mean you have to do it for me if you don't want to, Sophia."

  Smiling up at him, Sophia's hands deftly work open his pants and reach in to pull out his growing phallus.

  "I know. I want to do this, Oren. Not just because I've been meaning to return the favor, but also because I want to make you feel good."

  As she speaks, her hands glide up and down Oren's mast. His throbbing shaft grows harder and thicker by the moment thanks to her ministrations and the view of her naked chest that he currently has. Finally, Sophia leans up on her knees and proceeds to wrap her breasts around his length.

  Oren's breath hitches in a way that fills Sophia with smug delight as she slides her chest up and down his hot, thick shaft. A groan of appreciation leaves his lips after a moment, which only spurs Sophia on even more. Ever since he'd rocked her world with his tongue, she's wanted to do this for him. She'd wanted to show she could do something just as amazing.

  The harder and bigger he gets however, the more difficult she finds it to envelope his entire length in her breasts. As he reaches full mast, Sophia finds herself staring at a couple of inches protruding from the top of her cleavage. In the end… she can't leave well enough alone.

  Leaning forward, she wraps her lips around the tip of Oren's member, staring up into his eyes all the while. Swirling her tongue around the head of his shaft, she continues to slide her breasts up and down the rest of his length.

  "Sophia…"

  Hearing him groan out her name is like music to her ears. It sends a shiver down her spine and only spurs her on further as she bobs up and down, gliding along his throbbing, hot shaft. Oren really is like a furnace at this point, especially after spending so much time in Ferro's forge. Any mortal man would have been cooked inside and out… even most gods and goddesses wouldn't be able to st for long if Sophia's own intolerance was any indication.

  But not Oren. He'd stayed in there hour after hour, day after day. He'd refused to give up and refused to stop until his body quite literally gave out on him. And what did he do once he woke up from his body shutting down like that? He went right back to work, continuing to act as Ferro's hands and providing the God of Forges and Smithing with everything he needed to create masterworks.

  That was why Oren deserved nothing but her absolute best. That was why if she could, she would give him the whole damn world. He had earned it… he had MORE than earned it.

  Finally, the Otherworlder's groan takes on a different tone… one of warning.

  "Sophia, I'm getting close now…"

  She hears him… but rather than pulling back, Sophia keeps going. If anything, she picks up the pace. Swirling her tongue, sliding her breasts along his shaft, moaning over the tip of his member… until finally, Oren lets out a grunt and his release comes a moment ter.

  Holding the head of his length in between her lips, Sophia proceeds to drink down his seed. She didn't want it on her… nor did she necessarily want it on the floor or their bnkets. So in the end, it really just is easiest to swallow every st drop. And she's certainly not doing it because it makes her heart race, having a part of him inside of her like that.

  Throat convulsing as she gulps and gulps, Sophia loses track of everything for a brief moment. Finally though, it's done. His balls are empty and his phallus begins to go soft in between her tits. That just won't do though, of course.

  Sophia is quick to let her breasts fall away from Oren's shaft. She's equally quick to descend down his softening prick with her lips, her eyes fluttering as she takes more of him into her mouth and sucks hard.

  Staring up into his eyes all the while, the goddess soon has him back to fully erect and throbbing in between her lips. Once he's hard for her again, Sophia pulls back off of him with a pop and rises to her feet. She doesn't need to say a word as she climbs into his p. Oren's hands go to her waist, hiking up her dress until its trapped between her hips and the bottom of her breasts like an over-sized belt.

  Straddling him, Sophia runs her hands along Oren's cheeks, her fingers carding through his facial hair for a moment as down below she blindly searches for his member. In the end, Oren has to take matters into his own hands… literally in fact. One of his hands grabs hold of her hip while the other guides his length up into her.

  Sophia gasps as she sinks down her lover's shaft, feeling every st inch of him fill her up bit by bit. A shudder runs through her body, causing her chest to jiggle a bit while she stretches herself out taking him all the way to the base. It feels… so good to have him inside of her after two weeks without. It's so good to be filled to the brim with him.

  Moaning throatily, Sophia leans in and presses her lips to Oren's. His free hand cards through her hair on the back of her head and pulls her in closer, deepening the kiss significantly as their mouths open and their tongues dart out to wrestle with one another.

  The goddess loses herself in the sensations, shuddering in delight as she begins to slowly gyrate her hips against his crotch. Oren, meanwhile, isn't idle either. He thrusts up into her from below after a moment, causing Sophia to let out a muffled moan against his mouth in delight.

  The sounds of their coupling soon fill the room as Sophia bounces on his length. Her hips come crashing down atop his legs again and again, each downward motion driving him up into her and leaving her gasping and groaning and moaning into his mouth.

  And yet… she can't keep up. The limitless potential of an Otherworlder is truly no joke because even after spending most of the day working with Ferro, Oren is still too much for her. Sophia can't even say how much time passes, but she can feel herself starting to slow down as she gets tired, even though Oren is more than capable of continuing.

  Thankfully, her lover notices the problem… and moves to solve it right away. All of a sudden Sophia finds herself on her back on the bed with Oren over her. He smiles down at her as she blushes and spreads her legs for him, allowing him to slide right back into her.

  Then, his hands go to her hands, his fingers intertwining with her fingers as he pushes her hands up onto the bed on either side of her head. Sophia can only gasp and moan as he begins to thrust again, taking over and doing the lion's share of the work.

  Under him, all Sophia can do is writhe in ecstasy and pleasure, especially when he leans down to worship her breasts with his mouth and tongue, vishing attention on her extremely sensitive nipples in particur. Her back arches as she cries out in pleasure, coming undone right there on the spot.

  But that's not the st time she comes undone that night. They're both so very pent-up. Two weeks without sharing a bed has left them all too eager to make up for lost time. Together, they do exactly that for what might have been hours… truthfully, Sophia doesn't know because she's too busy enjoying everything Oren is giving her to bother keeping track anymore.

  Eventually though… things come to an end. Hot, sweaty, and sticky beyond belief, Sophia finds herself lying there as Oren finishes and then rolls off of her and to the side. For a long moment, she just stares up at the ceiling, panting and catching her breath. Somewhere along the way they'd gotten her dress and his pants all the way off, so at this point its just the two of them wearing nothing but their own skin.

  Turning over, Sophia doesn't hesitate to take up residence under Oren's arm, curling up against his side with a contented breathless sigh as she nuzzles into his chest.

  In response, he wraps that arm firmly around her, holding her close and making her feel undeniably safe as they cuddle with one another.

  "I love you, Oren."

  "I love you too, Sophia."

  Nothing else needs to be said. Tomorrow, if the final step goes according to pn, then they might very well take the fight to Tyranos immediately. To end this once and for all one way or another.

  For now though, they have each other. And that's all either of them needs.

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  A/N: Some more fluffy smut before we get into the final arc of the story~

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