“She is generally more perceptive than the rest of us. Which is amazing considering who I am… I still can’t beat her at that game.” She mused lightly and laughed. “I’ll make sure she knows you are very thankful for it.”

His affectionate look made Angela go haywire almost. She was in love with the way he stared at her. “Even if I wasn’t earth I would still go barefoot.” She stuck her tongue out. “Just kidding. Before my ascension, I wore the softest slippers and when I went out on clergy runs I would wear comfortable boots. Now… everything is like silk to me, I must admit. My connection to the earth is better when I don’t wear shoes.” The growl made her giddy and it showed in how she wiggled against him.

She tilted her head. “I wasn’t hit by a star but I did lose everything.” She frowned a bit. “Ascension hits everyone differently.” She rubbed his shoulder softly the best she could as she moved herself into him more now that he was laying on his back. “I’m sure you were pissed.” A smile came to her lips.

“We’ll figure out the distance thing. It is a small thing compared to the passage of time.” She reminded him gently. “I absolutely don’t have to hold back anymore.” She grinned at him and chuckled as he pulled her tighter and caressed her. A soft sigh left her lips as she rolled herself over him and straddled his waist. The blanket fell from her and she gave a gentle smile. “You just had to bring it up.”

She leaned down and whispered into his ear. “The thing about being fertility… about hearing it inside the waves of what life has to say is… that it is one hungry bastard for sex. It drives a person mad… especially when your husband isn’t home.”

Drae growled nuzzled Angela as she whispered in his ear. "Well, then," he said softly as he slid his hands up Angela's legs and pushed her soft flowing dress up and over her head and shoulders, going slowly so as to torment her a little bit. "We had better fix that little problem here and now," he whispered before he rolled her over and tossed his own shirt off the side of the bed. He immediately leaned in and began biting at and kissing Angela's neck and collar bones. 

"Tell me what you want of me, Angela, and I will do it," he whispered in her ear as he freed the pair of them of any remaining clothing. 

He was very affectionate, very loving, to her, kissing her and holding her tight to him. Hours ticked by unnoticed as they enjoyed one another's company and one's new found stamina. 

Eventually, however, Drae collapsed onto his back, breathing heavily. He caressed Angela's face and held her tightly. 

"This was worth everything," he sighed and kissed the top of her head. 

She chuckled a bit as she thought of it. "You really are such a people pleaser but I would be careful Adraejen." There was a tiny bit of mischievousness dripping from her lips as she whispered back to him.  He knew better than anyone to be especially careful of what one could offer Angela. Making a wish like that? That was dangerous. At least if you were mortal.

Parvpora had a way of being a nuisance but for the first time in their love life, he had utterly exhausted her. She scooted over to him as he collapsed on the bed and she nuzzled his hand affectionately. It had been a long while since someone had done that. Perhaps the last time it had been a god? Her mind went into overdrive thinking about it but she stopped herself. Her mind was such a weird place and all she wanted to do was be content with Drae. She was content with him actually, she had been. 

Moving she nuzzled the top of her head under his chin after he kissed the top of her head. "Even getting hit by a star?" She was amused at the thought. "Adraejen you are such a simple man underneath it all." Of course, she was teasing him because that was what Angela did. He was exhausted and so was she as she reached for the now messed up blankets to cover them up. The plants called to her and the blanket found its way into her hands so she could cover them. "But being simple isn't a bad thing Love… I promise you." She gave him a smile as she turned her lips and kissed his chest softly. 

The goddess yawned softly and she snuggled up to him the closest she could. "I wonder if the women of Wyllmochvar cry because they don't have you anymore?" The thought appeared to amuse her greatly as she turned her green eyes up to him. "Oh, the horror of being stuck in your marriage with one man for the rest of your life… What will they ever do without the handsome scoundrel Adraejen. I better make sure I come make marks all over your temple so people don't forget I exist." She laughed lightly once more as she teased him.

"No, Angela… I only live to please you, and only you," he smiled before the fun ensued. 

For once she was as spent as he was, and it made him feel good. He had been of mixed feelings when it came to being made a God but maybe it wasn't going to be so bad. Especially if this desired effect was going to a regular thing between them. 

"Even getting hit by that damn star," Drae agreed with a chuckle. "I really am. I might pretend to have hidden depths, but that is just for show," he smiled. He cuddled close to her underneath the blanket that crawled up the side of the bed, called by the plants to her hands. He smiled and played with Angela's hair and smiled at her questions. "I've got it on good authority that several husbands are happy, but the women are all jealous of you,"  he said smugly. "Maybe I should start my own harem? Or offer myself to women who want magically inclined offspring. That might not be a bad idea…" he said thoughtfully, more meaning to tease Angela than being serious. 

Her long red hair almost entangled him. She thought for a second about cutting it just to mess with him but the reality sank in that he would probably just make it grow back. He did love playing with it. “Now why would they be jealous of little ole me. I’m sure they could win you back in a heartbeat.” She teased him.

When he started to get smug with her a cross look appeared on her face. She grabbed his arm almost effortlessly and tossed him into the nearest wall. Blanket and all. The wall, however, was softened a little and Ang was sitting up on the edge of the bed with the biggest smug smile that he had possibly ever seen on her. “Harem you could have but the children part… I am against.” The laughter left her lips as she laid back down on the bed and waited for him to come crawling back.

“Honestly, might have to have the harem again myself if you are going to be so far out here. My poor body wouldn’t be able to take long breaks without touches.” She chuckled again and she leaned up again on her elbows. “Besides we can have all the magical offspring we desire now. From now until forever… Doesn’t that sound fun?” She let her fingers go through her red locks and she smirked. "Maybe I should cut my hair and attract younger men…" Now she was teasing him hard. "I hear some really like short hair."

Drae landed with a thump on the softened stone and looked up at the ceiling. "Oi, don't you be siding with her!" he called out to the magical crackle that seemed faintly like laughter. The wall hardened again and he stood up with the blanket. Truthfully, he had expected her to react as such, because he HAD technically crossed a line. After all, providing the world with children was technically HER job, not his. He stuck his tongue out at Angela playfully before he came back over to lounge on the bed with her. 

"I'm sure Kalidan would be happy to have your affections back," Drae said with a roll of his eyes at her comment about her own harem. "Just know though that he won't make you feel as good as I can now," he reminded her with a playful poke to her belly. "Sounds like an adventure of its own. What else could happen that hasn't happened already, right?" he chuckled and laid back out on the bed. He closed his eyes and was relaxing when she made the comment about cutting her hair. He opened his silver eyes and sat upright again. 

"You can't be serious. You already attract men hundreds of years younger than you, how much younger are you looking to attract? You practically rob cradles as is!" he laughed. Then he pouted. "I like your long hair. I like playing with it."

The temple made Angela laugh even more. “No please do. I promise to give him quite the thrashing if he abuses you.” It was more of a tease than anything. She didn’t think she could ever harm him past what she just did.

She groaned. “I was over him the moment he first laid with me. For an elf he is pathetic.” She turned her head at him and smiled. “He can’t make me feel anything. I could screw him and ten others of the same type as he is and still come to you and have the time of mine and your life. Most elves can marathon a little. It was like someone dropped him on his head.” And yes she met that head. She shivered a bit at the terrible memory. “I was going to dismiss him anyways when he so rudely got so upset at you.”

A laugh left her lips as he poked at her belly and she smirked a tad. “I’m always up for an adventure with you. So far it hasn’t been too terrible. Oh well, you know… We could have multiples next instead of one. Can you imagine two or three of Rohan? We would be quite in trouble. I could find a way to get myself even more Adraejen or I could lock you away with eight of me.” She chuckled a bit.

Apparently, the hair comment put him over the edge because she was rolling, literally, rolling to him. “I don’t think I could deal with anyone younger than thirty. Big egos. Yours was pretty large when I found you but you do the deed quite well… at least you have a reason for an ego without compensating.” She was teased lightly. “Are you more upset at the cradle robbing or the hair cutting? I can’t tell.”

"This place is more than capable to defend itself from me," Drae chuckled. 

"I almost feel sorry for my old rival. That must be a real devastating blow to his pride," he said, grinning at her. 

His face almost went white at the suggestion that she replicate herself a couple times, and then her replications become pregnant. He shook his head. "I don't think I could handle that at all, love. Nor do I think you could, unless your duplicates stay around for a while to help CARE for those new infants. Rohan is a handful enough, what with his shapeshifting," he pointed out. "Not saying that I don't want more children with you though. I look forward to that."

He chuckled however. "I don't know if the world could handle having eight of either of us," he said with a laugh. 

He narrowed his eyes at her. "I'm not sure… Sharing with you doesn't sound pleasing to me, but I understand where you are coming from. You cutting your hair on the other hand… I guess I would have to see you with it short to determine whether or not I like it on you. I know that I can't handle it on me. I had a spell backfire on me back when I spent those months on the ocean. I ended up going completely bald for about a day. Not the most flattering look on me," he admitted. 

Angela returned his grin and she shook her head playfully at him. "Almost but what is stopping you from feeling truly sorry for him?" She propped herself up and stared at him. "When I first saw him… I saw the elegance of the elves from your birth place and I see that in you too. I do admit  that I favor your soft features much more over humans or even Rosenite men." She had to admit that she had a soft spot for the elvish. They were soft, strong, and the men were handsome. She favored the fair folk the most and then there were the fairies and she grinned just a tad too much thinking about it. A laugh left her lips as she thought back to what she had now considered her wild days. "Ever slept with a fairy before Love?" It was a curious thing to think about. She did have many half-breed children so it only made sense that she had many different types of lovers in the past.

The goddess looked at him with a pout and she started to laugh again. "You don't have to worry about me. I'm all yours even if it kills me. I'll just come over here and pin you to your chair in front of your company." Her hands reached up and she pushed her fingers through his hair a gentle smile was on her lips. "You tamed a goddess… and I tamed you… Sort of fitting considering the type of lives we led before we found each other." She wouldn't have changed it for the world. "I always wondered why your hair seemed a bit shorter when you showed back up… I had thought it to be my imagination gone wild. At least now I know I wasn't completely losing it." She teased him as she leaned over and kissed him.

The joking seemed to sway just a bit as she curled up on him once more. "What's it like going to Wyllmochvar and seeing your old flames anyways? Does it make you feel weird?" She had always wondered how mortals felt about it. She was an odd one but she hadn't been mortal for some time… and she hadn't really been faithful to any one person between Wyatt to Drae. Even when Rohan had been there she had always kept her little cove of men. There was just something about Adraejen that made her swear off any other man. 

Drae made a grumpy look that suggested he really didn't want to think about Kaliden, but he sighed and decided to tell her anyways. 
"The elf was a right bastard to me back in Feeorin. Did everything he could to rub in the fact that I was a half-breed and would never measure up to a true blooded elf. Most of them were like that, but what made it worse was that in the public eye he was seen as being kind and friendly to me. He's part of the reason I packed up and left so young. The other part was the damn condescension. It made me sick," he explained. 

He looked at Angela with a raised eyebrow. "Good thing for me too," he chuckled lightly. "Otherwise I might still be chasing married women in Wyllmochvar," he commented. Again he made a face when he was asked if he had ever slept with a fairy. "Nope," he said flatly. "Most wouldn't even look at me. I'm too beneath them, being a half-breed. The Feeorin Elves are purists," he said with a sneer. The ugly face faded away as he sat there with her, relaxing. "No regrets though," he promised. 

"Yeah, that will be an event for the history books: Mother Earth and the Keeper of Knowledge rock Parvpora in front of guests. We'll be famous for a millenia for it," he chuckled. He growled softly as she ran her fingers through his hair and he kissed her palm as it came to caress his face. "You aren't wrong, my love. The world would have been a very different place for both of us if it hadn't ended up like this," he smiled. 

"Believe me it was a pain. Fortunately, werebears grow hair a LOT faster than normal beings. I had a pretty thick growth again within twelve hours after the twenty four hour time frame," he smiled. 

He considered her question. 
"Does it make you feel weird when you see people you carried children for, or seeing men from your harem?" he asked her. Maybe that was the wrong question. "Maybe a little. But only in the way that it makes me wonder if they will ever find something like what you and I have… or if they ever felt they had that with their husbands before," he replied. "But the 'using' them part? No, I'm wholly unrepentant."