Chapter 23: Intimate Exorcism
Kivas trembled, her frame still resonating with heat and half-formed divinity.
The unstable light behind her eyes flickered with confusion as Samael pressed forward, deepening the kiss with deliberate, unrelenting intent.
"Mhm."
"Ahh?"
Their mouths remained locked, the shared breath pulsing with the tension of divine interference being restrained mid-flight.
Samael could feel the shift—a gentle fracture in Kivas' core, a softening of the spiritual tremor that had threatened to rupture her entire being. It was working. The soul-layer ripple had slowed. The madness was being starved.
She then proceeded to insert her tongue, heightening the act of intimacy as she explored Kivas' mouth like a hungry tendril, interlocking, sweeping and slowly slurping on the bodily liquid.
Noticing how her improvisation worked, Samael pushed and leaned forward, angled deeper, tilting Kivas back with calculated pressure until her spine bent into an arc, her arms shaking beneath the weight of her own emotional overload.
Resistance came in light twitches and unsettled breaths, but there was no power behind it. Kivas' divine equation had lost its coherence. The fragments of unstable godhood dissipated with every second of their merging contact.
"Mhmm!"
Samael pushed further, adjusting her grip to pin both of Kivas' wrists to the broken earth. Kivas blinked rapidly, lips parted beneath the relentless fervor, but any attempt to channel her power faded into nothingness. The storm had become still air. The divine command structure around her fractured into dormancy.