#linnae

They locked the doors to the church upon entering, making sure no one could come in without their permission. Usually, Linnae would just do this in their room. But they felt that they should do this properly instead of at their bedside.

They gathered their offerings- mostly consisting of leftover food and desserts from dinner- and placed them in the offering bowl. As Linnae muttered the prayer under their breath, they lit a match and dropped it among the food. As always, the items inside went up in glorious flame easily. All that remained was ash.

The pressure in the air changed. Linnae looked up at the statue behind the offering bowl. The snake’s eyes peered down at them, almost like it was looking directly through them. Linnae cleared their throat. 

“Lord Adall, I offer you food made from our own farms. I know you are displeased. Please, tell me what we have done to wrong you?” Silence. The only thing they heard was the slow spin of the ceiling fans above them. They sighed slightly.

Then the pressure in the air changed.

Linnae looked up again. The snake around the statue had changed, turning from a stone gray to a deep green. The eyes glowed red and arms gripped the sides of the pillar. They felt the breath leave their lungs in awe. Adall’s appearances always left them amazed.

“I see you only call for me when you all need something,” he hissed, voice ringing in their mind deliciously. They watched him descend, moving back to give him enough space to “stand” in front of them. Adall’s arms crossed as he rested on his coiled tail. He rolled a hand toward them, indicating that they should speak.

“I simply want to know what has been done to upset you, my Lord. I can see your displeasure in our misfortunes. I wish to know what we’ve done, and what we can do to please you once again.” Linnae got back down on their knees as they spoke, knowing he could get more upset if not shown proper respect. He sneered slightly, uncoiling himself and slithering over.

His hand went under their chin, lifting their face to look at him. Linnae felt their face flush, a thrum of excitement beginning in their chest. Even if they were about to be reprimanded, the fact that he graced them with his touch was enough to send them into euphoria.

“There have only been two new recruits this entire year, Linnae.” Their heart dropped. Unfortunately, they knew this was coming. They swallowed thickly.

“I have… We have been trying our best, my Lord. It is… hard to find people willing to listen.” Adall sighed, letting their face go. Linnae hid their disappointment, but took that as the signal to stand. He stared down at them, making them fidget slightly.

“I will try better, I promise. But please don’t punish your flock for my shortcomings.” They walked closer, looking up at their Lord with adoration. Adall hummed, raising a metaphorical brow and crossing all four of his arms once again.

Linnae couldn’t help but smile slightly. They knew a way to get his forgiveness. For how mighty he was, he was also a very simple deity to please.

“Perhaps there’s something I can do for you, to start earning your forgiveness?” They dared to step closer, not that he ever really stopped them. Adall simply watched, a coy smirk beginning to appear on his face.

“Do you really think sex will so easily please me?” His arms uncrossed, opening instead to allow them closer. Linnae chuckled slightly.

“I do, when you aren’t turning me down,” they replied, trailing their hands along his chest. He couldn’t help but hum appreciatively.

“You are a tempting creature, you know. I suppose I can accept this, for now. We can work on recruitment later.” Linnae was grateful, and they hoped he could feel it. They’d certainly do their best to show it. From the purr he let out, they had a feeling he knew.

“It is the least I can do,” Linnae muttered, pressing their hands to his chest. He followed their gentle push, leaning himself back onto his coils and against his altar. This allowed them to reach his neck, pressing small kisses there and to his jaw. Despite the stern front he put up, they knew how much he adored the more intimate moments like this.

Their hands ran down his torso, lightly dragging their nails across his scaled skin. Adall hummed softly in response, relaxing and letting them do as they pleased.

“Thank you for letting me do this,” Linnae mumbled against his throat, beginning to kneel down in front of him once again. Adall couldn’t help but smile, reaching down to brush their hair back. They stilled, letting him pet their hair.

“You are the only one I would even let near me in such a way, my little lamb.” A sense of pride surged through them, replaced by lust as they came face to face with his dick. Usually, he would have two. Perhaps he knew what they had planned and decided to make things a touch easier for them.

“I’m honored, Adall,” they breathed, slowly wrapping their fingers around him. He purred, egging them on as they began to stroke him eagerly. They didn’t hesitate to swipe their tongue over the head. Taking the head into their mouth, they sucked lightly.

Adall let out a slow exhale. He stopped petting their hair and instead threaded his fingers into it. He gripped enough to make them moan slightly. They peered up at him, eyes glazed with lust and reverence.

His hips moved slowly. Linnae relaxed, allowing him to move as he wished. They let out a pleased hum, causing a strained hiss to leave his throat.

“Every part of you was made for me, wasn’t it,” he grunted. Linnae moaned slightly in response, reaching out to place their hands on hips. Adall thrusted further into their throat. Their eyes rolled slightly in ecstasy.

Linnae hollowed their cheeks, sucking firmly. Their hands trailed up to Adall’s stomach and chest as he growled out his pleasure. He caught their stare, the two looking at each other hungrily. He let out a huff.

“Every part of you feels so good, Linnae. My sweet, devoted human.” His impossibly long tail slid around them, holding them possessively. The end of his tail also moved between their thighs. Linnae unashamedly ground their hips against him, letting out a pathetic whine in thanks.

Adall’s hips sped up, thrusts becoming erratic as he chased his pleasure instead of focusing on his follower. Not that they minded. Any pleasure of his was good enough for them. One of their hands went down, circling the base of his cock and squeezing slightly to help him along. Not that he needed much help, it seemed.

He let out an animalistic snarl, pressing himself into their mouth as he came. Linnae was thankful they had no gag reflex as they helped him ride out his high. He groaned as they swallowed around him, hips bucking and tail pressing to their groin.

Linnae pulled off when he was finished, catching their breath as they continued to grind against his tail. His grip on their hair eased, returning to petting them idly. He smiled lazily.

“Please,” they begged. He hummed, settling down in front of them.

“Now, wasn’t this about me? Selfish, aren’t we.” Their hips stilled, breath coming out in short gasps. Linnae looked up at him like a kicked puppy.

“I’m sorry-. I wasn’t-.” He cut them off with a small laugh. Two of his hands held their cheeks, keeping their gaze on him. Not that they ever looked anywhere else, when he appeared.

“I can see your remorse, my dear Linnae. You can continue.” Immediately, their hips began to move against his tail once again. They babbled out a few near-sobbing “thank you”s as Adall’s hands began to wander.

One hand stayed at their chin, keeping them looking at him. The three free hands slid into their clothes, groping and grabbing wherever he could reach. Linnae moaned, feeling overwhelmed and near their own orgasm.

“I love you- my lord-!” They let out a pathetic keening noise. Adall’s grip on their chin and jaw tightened slightly as they bucked against his tail. They held onto his arms as they rode out their own orgasm, shuddery gasps leaving them as they tried to catch their breath through the pleasure.

“I know you do,” he purred, pulling them against him as they calmed down. Four hands pet and soothed them, making them melt against their beloved god. Linnae never felt as loved as they did when they were with him.

“Rest. We can talk more when you awaken,” he purred. They felt him move, most likely heading for their room at the back of the chapel. Fine with them.