Year of the Rat Chapter 10: Gifted Return

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Even an island paradise wasn't completely isolated from the rest of the world's problems, no matter what a goddess had to say about it. One might ask what it was that could cause problems for such powerful divine beings, and the answer was simple yet incredibly complex: another god.

There was something strange going on, one that not even Ali could fully suss out even with his powerful position among mortals. As such, it was his responsibility to tell Asha himself. Which meant the more he was in this room alone the more anxious he became.

The Anubis hound had paced so much around the bed frame that he feared he might begin to wear a line in the floor. As much as he tried to focus on the various things within the space's confines he felt that his thoughts always came back to those few, strange observations that his team had made regarding a particular rabbit goddess's confidants.

An hour or so had passed since he first came to the island for the second time this year and he was becoming more agitated by the second. It wasn't normal for Asha to keep him waiting for so long, not when he tried to explain how urgently he needed to talk with her. He wanted to level his ire at her but he had to keep reminding himself that he didn't know the aspirations of a goddess or what her life was like beyond the mortal realm.

The best he could do was wait for her to arrive and hope she would be understanding of his irritation. Until then, he was left to stew in his thoughts and try to think of the best way to bring the subject to her attention.

The sound of the door handle turning caused the canine to spin around to see the rat goddess nudge her way into the room. Upon seeing her made all of Ali's anxiety to melt in an instant, no doubt a conscious effort on her part. She beamed happily when she laid eyes on him, as he did to her, and the two rushed to meet each other.

“I've missed you so much, mistress,” he said into her ear as he wrapped his arms around her shoulders.

“I've missed you as well. Such a pleasant surprise to get you as a guest once again, sorry that I've kept you waiting,” Asha replied and looked up at the hound.

“No worries. I'm sorry that I didn't give you mo-” Ali's words were silenced by a sudden kiss form the rat goddess and a light push backwards. Having not expected the action, he stumbled and found that the bed was there to catch him when he finally lost his footing and flopped over. Asha followed him all the way down and eagerly crawled on top once he had come to a rest.

With a knee on each side of the hound's hips, Asha quickly and eagerly began tugging at his thobe. The heat that she radiated had brought a calming wave over Ali's mind and as much as he wanted to fully succumb to her will, he desperately fought to cling to the sense of urgency that he had since first entering the room.

“M-mistress, please,” he said as his thobe was undone and pulled from around his body before being tossed away. “I have important news. May we please talk?”

“You're talking right now,” she giggled and sat back on his lap, her bare pussy mere inches away from his now exposed sheath.

“Without distractions, I mean,” he said and craned his head to look into her gleaming eyes. Asha's visage continued to display her playful mood, but she did settle back and nod for him to continue.

“This had better be good. Wasting my precious time will come with dire consequences,” she warned.

“Mistress, my sources have informed me that the actions of Lemaly's servants are becoming erratic. Something has caused them to become excited about something but we don't know what. They've also begun putting concerted effort into blocking my abilities to monitor them,” Ali explained quickly.

Asha quirked a brow and tilted her head. “Lemaly the rabbit goddess?” she asked.

“Yes,” the hound replied.

“Ali, I brought you into my inner circle to monitor the world of oddities, not the other gods and goddesses,” Asha huffed and crossed her arms over her chest.

“The other gods and goddesses influence the world, mistress, it is well within our purview to know what their confidants are doing as much as we can, and right now Lemaly's confidants are acting too strange to ignore.”

“And what exactly are they doing to act so strange?” Asha asked and leaned forward more, her face looming above his.

“Th-they've begun dedicating a considerable amount of resources to some operation in Texas of the United States. And again, they are going to great lengths to conceal themselves,” Ali explained.

“And what is valuable in Texas?” Asha asked, her face getting progressively closer to his.

“We don't really know. Our best guess is that she's intending to do something regarding Ruul or Dutune. But we can't be certain,” the hound continued frantically.

“With Ruul or Dutune?” The rat goddess perked up and she leaned back some. “Well it seems completely obvious to me what she intends to do.”

“Wh-what's that?” Ali mumbled.

“Lemaly and Fian are clearly trying to bring more divine beings into their elite commune or whatever they refer to it as,” Asha concluded confidently.

“If that were the case then wouldn't Fian's people be doing something as well?” Ali pressed.

“I don't know. Nor do I really care.” Asha leaned down and pressed her lips firmly to the hound's. Another calming wave rolled over Ali's mind and he felt every muscle in his body relax in that moment. He wanted to push away and keep talking but it was becoming more difficult the longer she held her lips against his.

When the rat goddess did finally break their kiss and trail her lips down over her neck, Ali recovered enough resolve to keep pressing the issue. “Mistress, I'm still concerned.”

Asha sighed and fully drew back to look down at him, her eyes staring into his with a less than amused expression. “You're really ruining the mood, my love.”

“Please, just answer me this last question,” he begged and returned her gaze.

She nodded for him to continue.

“You said the only thing that can hurt a god is another god. What if she intends to fight Ruul or Dutune?” he asked desperately.

A chittering laugh bubble up from Asha's throat that had her doubling over and placing her paws against the hound's belly. “Oh, Ali. No more than one divine being can be present on this world at any given time. On top of that, the time that one divine being has on this world is more sacred than anything else, so why would one wish to try and harm another? Doing so would just bring their wrath upon their own interests in an act of mutually assured destruction. No god or goddess would ever want that.”

Ali opened his mouth to respond but before he could get a single word out the rat goddess suddenly lifted her form from his, turned around, and planted her backside against his face. The hound startled slightly and was forced into silence as his view became filled with the rat goddess's ass.

“Enough talking now. Get to licking, and if you lube me up enough and I'll let you have my ass,” Asha giggled and wiggled her hips to get comfortable.

There was plenty more that Ali wanted to discuss but he couldn't help but lose his battle with the goddess. Not much fighting could be done when one's mouth was being pressed down on in such a way.

Ali's paws reached up and took a hold of Asha's hips while he opened his mouth. His tongue went to work right away, lapping at her puckered ring and doing all he could to slather it in saliva. His lips pressed around the wrinkled surface like he were giving it a gentle kiss and began suckling while he continued the playful assault.

The rat goddess shivered and cooed when the gentle touches came to her. She tried to relax herself as his licking grew to be more aggressive, but so often she would reflexively wink her ring. It made his adventuring a little more difficult but not impossible.

The more the hound fawned over his mistress's backside the more her divine energy seeped into him. Each time the tip of his tongue drew a circle around her tailhole he'd get an electrifying dose that awoke more and more of his own lively spirit. Before long it wasn't just Asha that was moaning.

Ali's fevered huffs whispered from beneath the rat goddess. His heart raced and his hunger for her grew into something more than just a service position. The tip of his tongue pressed eagerly against her tailhole and gradually eased inside. All the while he did this his lips never once left her flesh and his grip on her sides tightened. Asha found herself being pulled down against his face as time went on and a shiver rushed up her spine. Even while Ali was in a submissive position he still found a way to make himself not completely helpless.

To the rat goddess's delight, the hound's mouth wasn't the only thing become active. Ali's sheath had been swelling for the past minute or so, and the ebony tip of his cock peaked out from its furry home.

She reached down and stroked her paws through the thin fur of his pelvis before coming together over his sheath. Her tingling fingers against such a sensitive place caused him to jump slightly but not once did he relent on his lapping. She admired his dedication to the task in front of him and thought to repay such generosity with some attention of her own.

Asha pressed down on the sides of his sheath and encouraged more of his cock to come free. It did just that, covered in a layer of his precum and natural musk. The scent of it had her craving a taste, so that's exactly what she did.

Without warning and without picking her butt from Ali's muzzle, the rat goddess bent down and stuck the hound's somewhat flaccid girth between her lips.

This time he did pause his licking but only because he couldn't help but moan and arch his hips. The tingling stroke of her tongue over his length caused precum to immediately spring free from his tip and pool against the inside of her cheek. She was quick to collect and swallow it which made for a vacuum that made him buck against her mouth again.

Ali's blunt nails dug into her flesh as the overwhelming pleasure of her actions overtook his mind. He was much too distracted to resume his lapping, something that the rat goddess needed to remind him about. She planted her ass on his mouth once more and wiggle her hips as a silent way to encourage him. He seemed to get the hint as he quickly resumed his lapping and digging.

Asha made a show of slurping and suckling loudly as she sank his cock as fully into her mouth as she could manage. Her nose buried against his balls and she was given another delicious breath of his masculine smell before drawing back and resuming a gentle bob of her head. With each stroke she kept her tongue firmly pressed to the top of his member and made sure that her own saliva was plentiful.

From below, Ali's moans quickly grew in volume and his body struggle to remain still while his mind fought to stay on task. He wanted to so badly lie back and just let the rat goddess enjoy his taste but he knew not providing his own input would displease her. Not that she'd have ever done much to him, but he did so badly want to enjoy her ass.

As if reading his mind, Asha's backside suddenly lifted from his face. He blinked away a daze of pleasure that had formed over his vision before turning his eyes down to see her settling her ass over his lap. Her paws held his member still as she positioned herself, and with a raised tail and well attended hole, she plunged his entire length into her tightest hole with one motion.

Ali cried out and thrust up into her, a completely automatic reaction of being thrown into such an intense feeling of ecstasy. Asha didn't mind it one bit, as it spurred her to begin bouncing on him right away. She churned her hips from side to side as she would drive herself back and forth. The subtle grind that she applied to every movement had her energy soaking into his body about as well as her leaking pussy juices soaked into the fur of his balls.

One glance over her shoulder allowed her to see the mask of pure bliss that had over taken her lover's visage. His paws had once more grasped her by the sides but he didn't seem to be completely in control of them. They'd often squeeze and twitch with no real purpose as she steadily picked up her pace and let more of her energy seep into him.

Asha moved at a moderate speed at first, simply letting herself leisurely stroke over him as time went on. The smack of her backside over his lap filled the room with rhythmic music by which their combined moans sang to. It was a sound that grew progressively more wet as the hound's precum further lubed her insides and ran down his length to moisten his lap. Combined with her own excited juices and it became rather crisp.

Ali's hips swung up to meet the rat goddess's downward stroke each time. It was a move that turned more powerful as her energy invigorated his muscles. Soon his arms flexed and his grip on her sides strengthened. He began pulling her down as he would thrust up and a guttural growl soon formed with every exertion.

The bulb at the base of the hound's cock gradually swell as their combined excitement grew to new heights. His lips pulled back to show the rows of pearly white teeth as a mask of concentration formed on his features.

It was a look that always made Asha hot for him. The more energy that he gave to her in this fashion she always made sure to return ten fold. She drank in his love and pleasure and it fueled her to strive even farther as well. The pace that she had managed for the past few minutes quickly picked up and the creak of the bed resonated with her effort.

Asha suddenly pushed herself back and drew her feet beneath her. She swung her arms back and placed her paws against the hound's shoulders. Now suspended above his lap, the rat goddess allowed Ali to take on the dominant roll that he craved. And he was quite quick about seizing the opportunity.

The hound began hammering up into her ass at such a speed that his hips were a blur of motion. Asha cried out and threw her head back, her long hair draping across his chest and face as he put every bit of energy he had into the pounding. His balls slapped at her pussy and her wanting tailhole drank in the blissful sensation of his ruthless abuse.

It was no surprise that the rat goddess wasn't able to handle more than a couple minutes of this treatment before she was on the verge of climax. Her body crackled with electricity and her screams of ecstasy filled the room, entirely drowning out Ali's snarls and growls. His knot swelled more and it battered her weakening entrance in a desperate attempt to slip inside.

Not just yet, Asha thought to herself and kept her tailhole restricted just enough to keep him out. She could feel his own rising bliss and the powerful tidal wave that it promised. Tasting his effort was so much better than any wine that he could have ever offered her, no matter the vintage or brand and she wanted to savor its every drop as she was not likely to get another taste until her next return.

Ali teetered right on the edge of his climax, supernaturally kept away by the rat goddess until she was ready to accept him. He was desperate for release, bordering on begging her to let him go before she suddenly plunged her hips down onto his lap. The move was so powerful that his entire knot popped inside and instantly swelled. The dam that held his orgasm burst and he unleashed his cum with a howl.

Asha kept her lover pinned to the bed as he painted her insides with his thick, creamy seed. She similarly dove headlong into her own and her cunt convulsed and sputtered a rain of her juices across the foot of the bed. Her body shook and shivered as the intense high wracked her physical nerves. It would be another minute or so before the intensity would begin to ebb from both of their bodies.

Ali's paws fell away from the rat goddess and laid limp at his sides. His chest heaved with heavy breaths, his tongue hanging from the side of his open mouth, eyes closed as he basked in an afterglow.

Stray snaps of static still danced among the hairs of Asha's fur as she gingerly shifted her body from her lover's. Her ass released his knot with an audible slurp, though her pucker closed completely once he was out so that she didn't waste a drop of his lovely gift. She shifted around so that she faced the hound and sat on his belly, her form lighter than a feather.

“My beautiful darling,” she cooed and leaned down to kiss at his chest, her touch leaving a lingering tickle. She traced her lips up his neck and finally to his own. Ali composed himself enough to return the loving gesture and his arms gathered enough strength to hug around her sides.

Asha rested against the hound for a moment more, still enjoying the feeling of his form against hers. Then she abruptly pulled back but stayed on top of him, her glowing gaze peering down into his eyes.

“I want you to know that I don't discount your concerns about the other gods, but you have to understand, the nature of divine beings is even lost on other divine beings. We can't hope to know what anyone else is planning because we can't really ask them. But you are doing what I have asked, and I thank you for that,” the rat goddess explained.

“I...am at your service, mistress. The best I can ever do is inform you and defer to your judgment,” Ali replied softly.

“I Know. And I am forever grateful of you,” she sighed and nuzzled her cheek against his chest. Neither moved from their spots, instead choosing to relax in each other's company. It was easy for the hound since the excitement of their fun had sapped him of his drive to even get up. He was exhausted, and falling asleep with his mistress in his arms was exactly how he preferred this trip to come to an end.

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