Saeva, deam veteres. "The Goddess Of Old"

between me and you.

The fight was simply entertainment to many of the citizens, watching it, needingit like addicts,  always wanted more and more, more harsh and cruel treatments of the gods. to make sure they are truely what their title demands. 

It has been so many generations since the idea of a god has changed, before they were considered deities, grand and marvelous creations in the sky with pure perfection and beautiful existances. But king Cor destroyed that, not many people remember the old religion, for the old religion is not one simple one, but a mixture of all the gods and ideas from the past that was destroyed in the great war. Even Saeva did not know which god was talking to her, she didnt know there were many, she didnt know anything other than it was the old religion and that she was in danger of being executed for treason. It would be done quietly, maybe subtle, but as Saeva sat in her small room, part of an apartment she shared with her friends upon arrival to the capital, sitting there silently waiting for her comarades to return from their fights, if they survived. half of her didnt want them to come back, not because of competition but because of the anger they would give her for speaking in the old language. They would be very angry and she feared this. A silly fear, she chuckled. i could easily snap their necks but yet i am afraid of their dissaproval? friends indeed! 

Saevas weakness truely was her friends, but it was Mark whom made her heart jump. A sensation she did not know she could feel. It confused her at first but after the dissucion from her female friends it only proved she was human and not weak, she had begun to feel this way in the march of the forest, when she accidently saw Mark bathing in the river. they had locked eyes and he asked her to cometo him.

"Come here Saeva" he motioned toward himself. "have you ever seen a naked man before?"

Of course the millitary did not have any rules against relationships within school, but Saeva was more focused on her studies than anything else, she had never seen a naked man and when she saw mark completely nude somthing had triggered inside of her. 

"No, i have not. is that somthing that is frowned upon?" she asked mark, her face cautiously serious.

"Of course not Saeva. I have seen many women in my short life, but none as beautiful as you."

It was true, Mark was known for his remarkable skills with women, but never has Saeva heard him say such words to any other like what he had said to her.

"Dont be afraid" he whispered to her.

They were knee deep in a stream, mark started to unbutton Saevas shirt---

click*

Saeva jolted up from her position on her bed, her face bright pink. embarressed from her daydream she stood up to go greet her comrade at the door. 

 "I'm hhhhhooooommmmmeeeeeeee" it was Mark.

Fuck! Saeva blushed severley and snuck away into the kitchen to make herself a class of water. Maybe i can blame my red face on fever or, or, or..

Mark came up behind saeva and wrapped his arms around her waist as she fumbled with the glasses. 

"Mark! what are you-"

Mark planted a kiss on Saevas forehead.

"Blushing already? Are you sick Saeva? Ive never seen you blush before!"

fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuck.

" I think I might just have a small fever, maybe that cat woman was sick when I fought her!" Saeva shoves out of marks arms, as if she was busy.

"Mmmaaayybbeee" Mark had a smirk on his face. he intended to get Saeva to fall inlove with him, and he could easily tell it was working. Mark went to Saevas room and layed on her bed, 

"I call this bed!"

he could heard the clatter of glass then stomping

"No! this is my room a-hole!" Saeva burst into the room with an even redder face than before.  Mark smirked that cunning smile he always had on his face when he knew he was teasing someone. Saeva knew she was in trouble, but Mark started to pout. 

"We can share the room!" 

"No."

"Yes"

"Noo"

"Yees"

"Nooooooooo"

"Yeeee-eee-eeeee-eeeeeeeesssssss"

"Damnnit Mark! what the hell!" but before Saeva could continue her sentence mark had stood up, his height towering over her, he then put his hands on her waist and kissed her passionatly on the lips. Saeva melted into his arms, her face turned from an embaressed red to passionate pink.

"Mmhf" Saevas arms wrapped around marks neck, and as taking it like a que Mark picked Saeva up, and laid her on the bed. Still intensly kissing passionatly, Marks long leg being able to reach he kicked the door shut, and with a loud bang the neighbors started to yell.

"HEY! DONTBE SLAMMIN' DOORS FUCK HEAD!"

Saeva started to giggle as she began lifting her shirt off over her head. 

--*

 It had been 3 hours since Mark came to the apartment, Saeva gave up on waiting for the others, they were probably already dead. sigh- Saeva was saddened by that thought. she wanted to continue living with her comerades, but she supposed she would have to mourn them instead. Saeva stood up from her snuggled position on Marks chest on top of the bed. 

"Should we get dress?" she question

"Pf course not! I feel so free!" marksaid sarcasticaly as he stood up to put on his garments. 

"Hehe, your such nonsense"

"Of course my dear! You would never smile if i wasnt"

For some reason this made Saeva blush, Mark saw this and dove down for a kiss.

"My sweet dear Saeva, you do realize i've been in love with you since the first day we met all those years ago.." Mark whispered this to saeva, almost scaredly as if he was afraid of rejection. Saevas heart pounded, hearing those words struck her head like magic. was she too in love with this man she called friend? she was uncertain, although she did know that he made her happy, a happiness she never knew could exist, 

"Oh mark! I-" 

"Ssshhhhh" Mark put his finger to her lips. "Do not say anything until you truely understand that storm in your heart.

"Dont tell me you have been reading my mind!!" Saevas face blushed bright red.

"Of course not silly, I can only do that when im inside you!"

Mark layed on top of Saeva and began to kiss her neck, "as long as i can make you happy, my heart is content."

And at that point they began to entwine into eachother, slowly and gently. they made love once more,  slower but more passionatly, Saevas moans echoing throughout the apartment, certainly a spectacle for the neighbors to hear.

But she was so happy. in her heart she begged that her friends were still alive, and that this feeling she had gained with mark would last forever, she pleaded the old gods. 

"velit." she moaned "Please"