A Sister Fighting In A War In Her Brother's Armor

XVIII There Are Other Ways~

Circe when she finds out Ctimene has a husband: "Husband?"

*Sees that IT WAS THE ONLY MAN (-polites) to resist her charms*

Circe: "Fuck, he's loyal! Me damn it! ...I wish you both a happy life."
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Circe watched as Ctimene blushed, realizing she had her focus. She laughed softly before turning her head to the side, her long hair falling over her shoulder while leaning closer to Ctimene, almost pressing herself against Ctimene's sword.

She leaned forward slightly to whisper to Ctimene teasingly,

"There are other ways of persuasion

There are other modes of control

There are other means of deceit

There are other roads to the soul"

Circe said coyly before releasing her hair from her braid and moving the sword aside to kiss Ctimene's neck.

"There are other options of passion

You have so much left to learn

Want to save your men from the fire?

Show me that you're willing to burn, whoa"

Circe started feeling Ctimene up by their arms and muscles before grabbing hold of their arms.

"Oh, well, who's to say, with all the mistakes I've made

(Don't be afraid)" 

Ctimene felt uncomfortable as she tried to distance herself from the goddess before she was forcefully pulled against her.

"That they will be the last (think of your past)

Mistakes I ever make? (Don't break when)"

Circe laughed softly as she noticed Ctimene trying to keep some space between them but she managed to force the warrior in her embrace. She let one of her hands roam over their arms, noticing how they were trying to not be against her. She noticed how her words made Ctimene uncomfortable, so she decided to push more putting Ctimene's hands on her bare chest as she lay on a couch,