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You hum to yourself as you walk through the backstage area of the boxing arena. Your friends are most likely wondering where you ran off to and panicking because the match is starting soon. But, you have a job to do. You internally groan when you see a bodyguard standing outside of the room you need to get into. ‘Why does she need a bodyguard this time? Did something happen to her in the past few weeks?’ You lower your hood as you approach, pulling out your ID so you don’t spend too much time with this woman. You make eye contact with the bodyguard and she narrows her eyes at you.
“Can I help you?” The bodyguard crosses her arms.
“I’m Camila’s sponsor, Y/n.” You give her your ID, “She’s expecting me.” The woman stares at you for a moment, probably trying to intimidate you, before looking at the card. She hands it back to you and knocks on the door, “Camila, your sponsor is here.” You stare each other down until the door opens. You grin when you see Camila, raising a brow at the red streaks through her black hair. She’s quick to yank you into the room and slam the door shut behind you. You grunt as your back hits the wall and her mouth is on yours before you can say anything. Your eyes widen in surprise but you kiss her back even if you were unsure about it.
“What was that for?” You question as she gives you a wide smile.
“That was for paying for my college bill!” Camila hugs you, “Thank you so much, Y/n! I was stressing out about paying for them.”
“I’ve been supporting you from the moment you stepped into my boss’ gym. She saw something in you and we want to make sure you’re able to follow your dreams.” You smile, looking around the room, “We’re all anticipating your win against Eleanor tonight.”
“I-I’m nervous.” Camila sighs, leaning against her desk, “Eleanor is very skilled. My wins against the other girls took a lot but I don’t know if I can do this.”
“Cam.” You grab her hands, “You’ve been practicing. You’ve kept going despite everything going on with your family and your mental health. You can do this, and there’s no shame in losing. Just go out there and do your best, and victory will come.” You kiss her forehead, feeling the warmth of your patron’s magic flow through you.
“You’re right. Thank you.” Camila squeezes your hands, “Will you be watching?”
“Front row.” You nod, “I wouldn’t miss your final match for the season… but what’s with the bodyguard?”
“Someone threatened to kill me.” Camila sighs heavily and you cross your arms, “With the arena being packed, they assume that it’ll be attempted tonight.”
“Well, we can’t have that, hm? You worry about winning your match, okay?” You head for the door, a new goal in mind. ‘My Goddess wouldn’t want her champion to die, so I’ll have to take care of the threat. My mission after all is to make sure Camila wins, if she doesn’t that’ll throw off what’s supposed to happen.’
“Wait. What are you going to do?” Camila grabs your wrist, halting you. The symbol of your patron shimmers on her cheek before fading.
“Nothing, I’m heading back out to my friends before they have a meltdown.” You flash her a smile and she nods. ‘I can’t let anyone hurt this girl. The threats are most likely something of Jinx’s doing. I knew I spotted Lisa but that makes my job more interesting. I wonder what her mission was this time around?’ Your eyes scan the people around you, feeling the pull of the sister’s magic leading you to your target. You smile brightly when you spot a man ducking into the restroom, the smokey aura of Jinx’s curse wafting off of him. ‘I can deal with this one myself.’ You crack your knuckles, excitement rushing through you.
The sound of your heels clicking against the marble floor is a pleasant sound to your ears. Returning to the Temple of the Isthmus after a successful mission the night before always puts you in a very good mood. So you were a little extra relaxed this morning as you enter the atrium. The rest of the Priestesses are still arriving, but the ones that are here sit around the water fountain. You spot Lisa sitting down by herself and head over to her. She notices you last minute and jumps from her seat to hug you.
“You did amazing last night!” Lisa grins at you, “I was worried I wouldn’t complete my mission for a moment, but I know I should never doubt you. You always succeed and I always fail.” She playfully punches your shoulder.
“That’s what happens when you pledge yourself to the Goddesses of Balance.” You wink at her. You and Lisa work closely together since your Goddesses are sisters. You pledged yourself to the Goddess Violet who holds dominion over the lighter half of balance. The specific title she claims is Goddess of Victory, Perseverance, and Strength. You felt drawn to her during your Oath after all of the struggles you went through in life. When the time came to choose, you were confused when Vi and Jinx accepted your pledge for her. It was something the sisters did to make sure the Priestess could work with both of them.
Your dedication to your Goddess is precious to you. She encouraged your good work, made you feel valued by her and you found yourself craving her praise. Every job that she gave you was completed to perfection so she would praise you. You made sure there was no way for it to go wrong, and sometimes that involved getting your hands dirty. It never stopped you from earning her praise, nothing did.
After the morning meeting, you and Lisa made your way to the sisters’ area. They shared one main chamber that was split in half and it branched off into their personal chambers. It was another thing that represented the sisters’ closeness. You and Lisa say goodbye to each other, both grinning as you know your respective Goddess will be rewarding you for your hard work. You slip into Vi’s private chambers, marveling at the new designs on the walls. She loved to change how the art on the walls looked and today they had more of a red tone to them, showing that she was in a very good mood.
“My Goddess?” You call out, walking towards the leather couch and kneeling by it. You feel a hand on your head and you tilt it back to see Vi standing over you in all of her glory. Your breathing catches as you gaze at her, marveled by the breathtaking woman.
“Hello, my sweet.” Vi smiles, sitting in front of you and spreading her legs, “What do you have for me this morning?” You have to stop your gaze from flicking down to look at the spot between her legs. She was truly a sight to behold with her pink hair and grey dress. With her legs opened, the fabric rose to expose a healthy amount of skin that you wanted to press your lips to. Your heart started racing in your chest at this small movement. She could lick her lips and you’d yearn to taste them. Vi took up your mind with ease, consuming all thoughts you had when it came to her. You admire her greatly, and - dare you say - love her, too.
“I completed my mission last night.” You swallow, “It was a success.”
“Let’s see, shall we?” Vi hums, waving her hand and a bunch of news headlines appear.
“Camila, the youngest boxing champion, wins. A man was found dead outside of the boxing stadium, tied to the threats on Camila’s life. Eleanor was charged with a failed murder attempt after proof was found of her hiring the man… Wow. Would you look at that…” Vi zooms in on the murder scene, peering at you from behind her magic, “He’s unrecognizable, peaches. They could only figure out who it was from his identification.”
“Is that not to your li-?!” Your eyes widen as Vi slips her fingers into your mouth, pressing down onto your tongue. You had to fight to urge to suck on them, her skin against your tongue is like tasting the sweetest honey.
“Shhhh. You’ve made me proud, sweets. I couldn’t have done better myself. You’ve been so good to me, haven’t you? You listen to everything I tell you to do and you don’t question me. Not once.” You blush as her fingers rub along your tongue, “You can suck them. I know you’re tempted to.” She purrs, eyes trained on your face. You didn’t need to be told twice. Your tongue greedily twirls around her fingers, suckling the sweet taste off of them. There was something you found addicting about her and her sweet taste could be the reason why. It wasn’t just her skin, but her lips, her pussy, her everything. Sweet and addictive. You wanted more. You needed more.
“Ah, ah.” Vi presses down on your tongue, taking her fingers from your mouth, “If you’re so eager, you can put that mouth somewhere else.” You hold your breath as she removes her dress, slides her underwear off, and goes back to her position on the couch. You were practically salivating at the sight, patiently waiting for her permission to touch her.
“You’re such a good girl.” Vi runs a hand through your hair before she grabs it and guides your body forward, “Good girls get rewards.” You can feel the heat radiating from her core, her scent making your panties stick to you as she holds your face against her. Your arms wrap around her strong thighs as you lick her slit, desperately trying to hold yourself back. If you rushed to devour the sweet nectar offered to you, you’d be begging her for another taste tomorrow and Vi loved to tease you about it.
“You wasted it yesterday, peaches. You don’t get it until you please me, you know that. If I gave it to you every time you asked, it wouldn’t be a reward, now would it? I understand, I do, shhh don’t cry. I’m not a cruel Goddess, you can kiss me to ease the cravings.”
You dip your tongue between her folds, getting a small whimper as you pull it out. Your grip on her thighs tightens when you can’t take it anymore. You pull back slightly to take a deep breath, your tongue tingling from where it entered her.
“Forgive me.” You whisper, lovingly kissing her inner thigh, “I simply cannot restrain myself anymore, My Goddess.” You know she can hear you from how she tightens her grip on your hair. She looked forward to this as much as you did, which is why you vowed to never let her down.
You slip your tongue into her, moaning at the overwhelmingly delicious taste. You enthusiastically run your tongue over her soft walls, listening closely to the sounds she’s making. At first, it’s little pants that slowly build into restrained groans. It made you feel frustrated that Vi was holding back her moans. It didn’t feel right to be relishing in your reward when she wasn’t completely relaxing. So, you worked harder.
You flattened out your tongue, making a point to focus on her g-spot and that earns you a jerk of her hips, “Ahhh! Sweets, that’s too much!” Vi moans. A thrill goes through you when you hear her and you don’t stop. The longer you continue, the more tingly your body starts to feel. It works its way down your body from your head to your toes, but it is more concentrated between your legs. Your pussy burned and you could feel your wetness on the inside of your thighs although you were wearing panties.
By the time you could feel Vi’s walls fluttering against your tongue, you felt like you were too hot and up in the clouds. She grinds her cunt against your lips as she cums - moaning your name - and makes whatever you’re unable to lap up run down your chin.
You’re panting as you back away, falling onto your bottom, as a wave of heat flows through you. It’s got you tugging off your dress and underwear to try and relieve some of the heat. If anything, it makes it worse as the cold air brushes your most sensitive areas.
“My Goddess.” You practically sob with need, “Please touch me, please. No one but you can satiate this pain.”
“You poor thing.” Vi coos, “So needy for me that you’re burning up.” You’re lifted from the floor and guided to straddle Vi’s thigh. The moment you feel her pressed against your pussy, you’re grinding down. Your wet cunt makes her thigh slick and easy to rut against.
“Thank you!” You whimper, tucking your face in her neck, “Thank you.”
“Don’t thank me, Y/n. You’ve been a good girl. Killing and blessing people for me to make my job easier.” Vi kisses your temple, hands on your hips to help you drag yourself along, “You deserve to be properly rewarded… What do you want the most, sweets?”
“You.” You gasp out, your mind a haze, “You, My Goddess! This. You touching me. Pleasuring you.”
“This?” Vi grinds her thigh into you making you moan loudly, furiously nodding your head.
“Yes! Yes! That!” You say airily, the pleasure taking over.
“Let me make it better for you, okay?” Vi whispers lovingly, “You’ll love this. I promise.” She lifts you off of her thigh, placing you on her lap and spreading your legs with hers. You were about to whine at the loss of contact when her hand settled between your legs. You moan as she buries three fingers into you, pressing her palm to your clit. Her other hand plays with your nipples, squeezing and kneading your breasts in between.
“Is that better, darling?” Vi asks in concern, “Does this feel good to you?” You thought the questions must’ve been rhetorical because it felt amazing. You couldn’t respond, too focused on the pleasure to process it. You were grinding against her hand, desperately trying to fuck yourself on her fingers, and feeling that knot tighten.
Vi continued to praise you and whisper sweet nothings into your ear. You were her little worker. Her good girl. Her priestess. Her property. Hers. And it was her name that you screamed as your orgasm burst, with her fingers still buried in you. That gave Vi an extreme feeling of satisfaction and love.
“That’s my girl.” Vi hums, pulling you down on top of her as she lays on the couch. She strokes your hair as you try to steady your breathing. The act helps to calm you down and relax.
“Thank you.” You breathe out, “Thank you, My Goddess.” Vi’s arms tighten around you, a little too tight, as she chuckles.
“My sweet Priestess, you’re too good to me. So devoted to your Goddess that you don’t even notice how madly in love I am with you.” Vi lifts your head so she can stare into your eyes, “My own body is a drug to keep you wanting me and you don’t even realize it. I never want you to lose your love for me, do you understand, Y/n? I will keep you wanting me so I have your love.”
“I could never lose my love for you.” Your eyes tear up, devastated to hear those words come from your Goddess, “Why would you even think so, Vi? Have I not proven my love?”
“Ssshhh, peaches. I didn’t mean it that way.” Vi kisses your forehead, “I know you’d never lose your love for me. I just want you to need me. I want you to come to me for everything. I want to be the only one you desire. I will be your addiction forever, Y/n.”
“Forever?” Your eyes widen, your mind becoming clearer and processing her words.
“Mmm, did you think I’d let you die?” Vi chuckles, “No. No, you’re my Priestess. The only one I want.” Her grip gets tighter and breathing gets a bit harder.
“M-My Goddess, d-did you say that you drug me?” You question in shock.
“Drug? No. No, I’d never do that to you. I love you, my Priestess.” Vi smiles fondly and kisses you. You find yourself slipping back into the haze as your body starts to burn with need, “My body is just… addictive to you. You’re a mortal getting a taste of a Goddess. From the first moment I kissed you, you’ll never make it more than a few days without another taste.” Your eyes widen, lips parting to say something, but her lips are on yours again as she flips you onto the couch.
“W-what do you mean?” You squeak.
“I’m your belladonna.” Vi caresses your face, “I taste sweet to you, don’t I? Now that you’ve had a taste of me, you’ll die without me, Y/n. Does that change how you feel about me?”
“No. No, it doesn’t.” You shake your head, “I don’t care if I’m tied to you forever. I swore to you, Vi. You can do whatever you wish to me. I love you.” Vi roughly makes out with you, grinding her knee against you in the process.
“I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you.” Vi chants, kissing you over and over again, “You’re never leaving me. Never.”