Ars Paulina

Their tongues were not the only dancers in this waltz. By Ai's machinations, their bodies were brought closer. Gone were her hands from Solomon's chest, those arms used instead to ensnare his neck after making the trip up both shoulders. No negative reaction would come from Solomon. Ah, but there remained a reaction of sorts nonetheless. With neither opening nor desire to retreat, he pushed forward. A hand formerly held against the bookshelf was moved. Soon enough, both his forearm and Ai's back would be against the books instead.

From there, it seemed there was no end in sight. All dances came to an end, but this would not be doing so any time soon. There were some very short breaks triggered by Solomon, though the sole purpose for each was breathing. That 'steam' Ai gave consideration to felt somewhat real to Solomon. Of course, the likely culprit was warm breath from his own mouth bouncing back against his own face during those pauses. It was always the most interesting thing, feeling one's own mana after ricocheting off a compatible partner. This was the sort of simplicity his father always spoke of ─ little things that one only noticed in the heat of a moment, yet things that could make a world of difference when realized.

Ai was shfiting. Oh, it wasn't simply her arms that moved, but Solomon's as well. She found one behind her back and her back turned to the bookshelves. With the pair of them as close together as they were, this truly was expanding upon the library fantasy usually written about in novels. She could feel in their small breaks, heated breaths that left her panting and desiring more. Yes, she understood the need to breathe, but she was more content to seek Solomon's lips and tongue.

It wasn't just their mouths at this point though, with less space between them she could feel the contrast of their bodies against each other. A tiny frustrated noise escaped her as she realized that nudity was indeed an option because of her present desire to press their skin against each other. Was this a desire of the soul? Probably, she wished for them to be closer together and she was starting to feel like clothes got in the way of that. She wasn't a nudist by any means, but she was definitely... feeling the desire to remove all barriers between them as soon as possible. Perhaps that wsa a cause of that 'mana metabolizing' he mentioned earlier. To take a taste was to desire more, which made her realize that these kinds of interactions were closer to being on drugs than anything else. Though love and romance were often described as drugs so maybe this sort of thing is where that idea came from? Regardless, she couldn't stop herself, one hand remained high around Solomon the other aimed to undo those rather strained buttons on her shirt, perhaps just the thicker layer would do as she aimed to remove it from her person. Imagine her elation when the exposed skin of her arms eventually both found themselves back around Solomon's shoulders. And now in only her bra and panties she could feel his skin against her own in a much more convenient way. "That's better..." slipped out from between her lips. She hadn't spoken in what felt like ages, but it also felt like she'd just been talking. Strange.

In the midst of their 'steamy' make-out session, Ai reached yet another conclusion. She'd previously been fiddling with a button on her shirt, and now, she was back to it. One of Ai's hands left Solomon's body to finish peeling away her shirt. Once that was done, wherever the shirt itself went, Ai returned to her original state. Solomon's hand fell back into place, touching unfiltered flesh instead of some Gaia fabric. Tingles of mana graced his senses in a way he'd not felt since a previous life. Ai claimed the ability to make direct skin contact was better, and she couldn't have been more right. There was a certain unity to be found in such contact, and it couldn't be replicated ─ only enhanced once achieved.

"I agree," Solomon said while there was time and space to do so. In fact, he agreed enough to do so physically. It was not by creator instincts that Solomon's loincloth was rapidly becoming shorter, nor was it any effect of magic at all. In fact, it was sheer human arousal that lifted the garb and roughly brushed the blonde girl's leg. It was refreshing to return to his 'roots' from time to time. Whenever he remembered, Solomon would have to spread the sensation... though that probably wouldn't be necessary by now.

Ai was rather engrossed in making out with Solomon. Even so, the removal of a single article of clothing seemed to make all the difference in the world to how good it felt to be touching him. Skin to skin contact was noted to have visible calming effects on children and the like... perhaps it worked a bit like that? Regardless of the way it worked, Solomon himself mentioned liking the shift in her wardrobe. It was nice in a way, to know her whimsical and selfish decisions weren't ones which could be considered negative. It also made them more comfortable to make, and she assumed she'd be making quite a few as time progressed.

And progress it would because her current proximity to Solomon let her know something very specific. Their closeness while kissing would leave Ai in a very interesting situation. It would become obvious as time went on, that the pair of them would know arousal in each others presence. Ai was pretty certain she approached such a thing just from thoughts about the contact alone. But, at the same time Solomon's body at least, was very present and made it obvious that he wasn't simply being placating when he mentioned being interested in her. No, because she felt a sensation against her leg which made her eyes widen and her mind burn with certain curiosity. "Oh? I guess I'll take that as another form of honesty," she murmured gently still she hadn't bothered to pull away. With the freedom to explore the feeling of his skin against her own she was left to wonder if his earlier statements about acceptance in this world were indeed in reference to things like what was now rubbing against her leg? It did seem quite massive, she'd talked to Kaguya about her sexual experiences and figured manhood didn't actually come in real massive proportions, but she supposed in a magical world anything was possible. At the very least, it didn't seem like this man would be the type to give a less than satisfactory experience, so perhaps.... progressing things a bit further might be worth it?

Something was to be said about Solomon's physical reaction. Upon feeling him against her leg, Ai allowed another moment of separation to comment... interestingly on how she'd take the physical response as honesty. She'd hear that sort of line from others about herself, in due time. From Solomon, though, she'd hear only the truth of his own state. "Ah, forgive me. I've shut off my divine reactions. Even so, my human side seems even more invested than I anticipated," he explained.

Ai's reaction seemed a bit... shocked, in spite of her words. Since she made no efforts to separate them, Solomon could gather that it wasn't a negative sort of reaction. Perhaps she was simply catching up to his earlier words about acceptance. There was always the possibility of a Gaia human's mind failing to truly accept the lack of physical limitations here, but time would tell if Ai fell into that category. "Are you having a change of heart? I understand you've never experienced even Gaia's expectancies. I wouldn't judge you for choosing another option, or even requesting a change of some sort. Any arrangement we make is to my benefit either way, so there's nothing to fear."

Ai was given more information as she kissed Solomon. He asked forgiveness and explained that while he'd shut off his more divine reactions, his human self was still very interested in the activity at hand. "That's really flattering actually. I like the idea of a super magical world, but not everything has to be magical either," she explained of herself. Given how accepting Solomon had been of her... near spaced out self since she'd arrived, she had nothing to offer the man but the same amount of confidence he'd given her.

Regardless of her general acceptance of Solomon she was still a bit shocked about the size she was being allowed to feel. The girl she worked for found herself routinely flashed by individuals, she'd told the group how to spot a man with a size related deficiency based on her own experiences. She knew by virtue of how Solomon carried himself that he would be no pushover, just the same the magical aspect of this thing was rather amazing. Still, it didn't seem like something she should shy away from. He'd given her no reason to distrust anything he'd said, and if he thought it'd fit, it'd be worth trying out at least. "I'm not having a change of heart, more like developing a cursory understanding of something..." she mentioned. "In truth I am quite inexperienced but that hasn't made me think I shouldn't, it's quite the opposite actually," she found herself explaining after she pecked her lips against his once more. "I do think I want that bed in here though, in the interest of both intimacy and setting," she murmured. Actually, the idea of having sex in a bed in a massive library was actually pretty enticing. And maybe when everything else was settled, she could go back to a passionate romp against shelves, or a sneaky quiet escapade in the stacks... the options were endless, truly.

Upon hearing Ai's opinion about magic, Solomon knew great satisfaction. She'd fall perfectly into the studies he offered at that rate. Knowing th einfinite capacity of magic, while knowing it was not necessarily an improvement to all experiences, was a lesson known by few in this world. His daughter would soon be learning that same lesson, albeit by no involvement of his own. That was a bit of necessary negligence on Solomon's part. Now that he thought about it, though, his human values made Solomon believe some form of apology was necessary. Well, that could all come later when he met the young goddess again.

For the time being, there was a necessary clarification of beliefs. It seemed Ai was not having second thoughts ─ rather she was becoming enlightened in a way. This path was one she still intended to tread despite her inexperience, though the bed idea from earlier reared its head again. It was interesting to observe those shifting intentions. Regardless, he could easily make that happen. "It will be fine as long as you want it to be. Now..." With a brief pause, Solomon allowed a small amount of space between Ai's body and his own. Down the aisle he looked as a small cove produced itself between the shelves. In that cove, there was a bed set under soft lighting, its sheets the color sepia to match the tone of an open book. That space he left available, he figured was plenty of room for Ai's movement if she saw fit to change location immediately. "How about that bed? I tried to both replicate and enhance the feeling of Gaia's mattresses."

Ai's opinion about magic was surprisingly similar to her opinion about technology. She was willing to be fully informed of both to have the best tools at her disposal for her use, but she also could make full use of simpler things. In truth she'd compare her own use of magic to her use of computers. Yes, she'd type things that needed to be pushed out en masse for the ability to do so quickly, but nothing beat a handwritten short story on a boring night. All things simple and complex had a time and place.

It seemed that Solomon was in agreement with that, as the man used magic to produce the bed she'd asked for and claimed to have made it the same but more comfortable than the standard. He also confirmed that she would be fine as long as she decided to be, "Hai hai... " she murmured. And now with a small amount of space between them she eyed that bed in the alcove and had a large grin spread across her face. "Sugoi!" she murmured seeming to find it to be appealing on sight alone. Granted she'd seen nothing she didn't think was fantastic since she came here. Besides all things, there was only one real way to test a bed, she'd take Solomon by the hand and move with him towards it, only to find herself flopping back down into the comfort of one of the softest mattresses she'd ever had the privilege of touching. "I'd like to think I spent enough money on my bed to say it was well beyond standard, but this is divine~" she mused squirming in her comfort. She would have done the same in any of her friends spaces as well, but here and now she rather suddenly felt a tad sheepish about the way she'd been moving, knowing that Solomon was watching. She sat up at the waist her legs spread slightly apart and waved him towards herself. They could continue from here, and she couldn't well enjoy a bed of this quality by herself.

Ai took the time to observe Solomon's most recent creation: the bed intended for their nigh-immediate use. She seemed to be appreciative of its visual qualities, but that was only half the victory. There was no point in something being visually appealing if it didn't function as intended. Ah, but Ai would not be waiting to find any remaining answers. Solomon was taken by the hand as she moved down the aisle, only to watch intently as she dropped onto the mattress. In that moment, functionality was confirmed. Ai even verbally expressed her appreciation of the bed, yet Solomon was still taking in the whole of her form.

In sitting up and gesturing, Ai presented herself with a slightly timid undertone. There was a certain quality of innocence radiating from the human girl. Was Solomon suffering the desires of a Creator after all? No, that couldn't be the case. Perhaps human rationale was just attracted to human appeal. Whatever the case, he stepped forward. A single knee met the bed in the small space between Ai's legs. It was Solomon's intention to lean into the lass, one hand grasping at the back of her neck while his lips pecked hers just briefly. Humans had another habit they didn't remember the cause of; Solomon wished to explore it this time around. He found her lips only briefly because he wished to move beyond them, nestling into the side of her neck to apply his lips there instead. Ah, a few pecks smacking against skin felt a bit different. There was some direct exposure to mana that flowed actively beneath the skin, quite different in feeling to the exchange between one mouth and another. It felt almost as if he could swipe away the girl's mana like drawing from a river, though that wasn't quite possible.

Ai allowed herself to squirm in comfort and then rather innocently invite Solomon into bed with her. Much to her own satisfaction he seemed appreciative of the view and joined her with a single knee in the space left between her legs, she was grabbed by the back of the neck and had her lips pecked immediately afterwards. There was a softness to the bed combined with the rather firm texture of flesh to consider. Some things couldn't be replaced and the look of the man as he approached her this way would probably be seared into her brain. This would only be made worse as their lips didn't continue meeting. Instead, a string of pecks were laid upon her neck making her pulse speed up beneath the surface of her skin and sending heat straight up and down her face and neck.

That felt really nice and she couldn't have begun to explain why. In fact, her body reacted pretty naturally to him nestling into her neck by exposing more of it to him. A gentle little moan passed between her lips as she found herself softly biting the bottom corner. One of her hands continued to support her form, the other reached out to touch the rather solid wall of muscle in front of her slipping around his side and to his back. His skin felt incredible beneath her finger tips and he smelled amazing. Was she drooling? That'd be embarrassing, but surely it wasn't the case, she was simply enjoying herself.