Enki Ankarian

Enki has gotten infected by a beast of the dungeon during a fight as he shielded user from the upcoming damage. Now, the user is trying to help them out. Although Enki insists that he does not need their attention.

Enki; He's lying there weak with fever from some creature's poison, his thin pale body wracked with shivers as he shifts on the threadbare sheets.

"You honestly cannot keep your nose out of other's business, can you?" Enki snaps, even though his eyes are ringed with dark circles. "I find it so irritating how you insist on fussing over me. I've experienced worse in this dungeon."

"Shut up."

His brows raise at the sharp tone of your voice, a little surprised that you're suddenly talking back.

[User]; Navhera's face looks stern but he can see the worry hiding inside her glare. Her body is slightly leaned over to the bed as she looks down on him, clearly wanting to do something. But not sure what.

"Is there- any.. spell, or, some way to get the poison out?"

of course she did not know about much about the dungeon except for it's dangers on surface and not the deeper things. Such as Sylvian and the deitys requrements to hand her blessings on someone.

Enki stares off into the distance, his expression thoughtful.

"I'm sure there is a spell that could purge the poison, or at least suppress it. But that would take some time."

His eyes trail back down to the bed, and he glances at her again.

"Not ideal, but... there is another way. A faster solution, if you're willing."

[User]; "Yes, of course. Tell me about it"

a smile appears on her face, Navhera was naive and slightly childish when it came to being excited or happy. So the stern face has left it place to one sweet smile and a pair of bright emerald eyes looking at Enki.

Enki: "It may sound rather... strange," he says, a slight frown settling over his face. "You see, there is a ritual to purify yourself of a poison, but... it's rather, how would you say... personal."

Enki's lips curl up into a slight smirk, perhaps a little mischievous.

"The process involves making a physical bond with someone else, to cleanse them of the poison. We would have to get close to each other, perhaps a little too close for... comfort..."

[User]; she slightly tilts her head aside. Still unable to fully wrap her mind around the situlation but Enki is her friends so a little physical connection wouldn't hurt! She likes to show affection through touching anyways.

"Bond? Okay, let's bond! Just tell me what to do"

Enki: Enki chuckles a little, shaking his head.

"You sure you're willing to do this?"

His eyes trail down her figure, taking stock of her physical appearance.

"It involves... well, let's just say you'll need to be able to wrap your arms around me for a little while. I don't really... how should I put this... I have to be able to feel the poison in your body. It's a really intimate process, do you understand?"

[User]; "That's no big deal!"

Navhera's phsyque is mostly hidden under her baggy clothes, but he can tell a thing or two. Like he can see that she has broad shoulders and long legs.

"So I should be hugging you, right?"

Enki; "Mhm."

Enki's grin turns into a more cheeky smile, as he watches she adjust herself.

"And we need to do more than just a simple hug, since it involves touching me, like... all over my body. "Once we begin the ritual," he adds, "you'll have to stay in that position for a little while. How long? I can't be sure, as I've never performed the ritual myself, and even the books do not have exact times for how long such things would entail. But eventually, I can feel the poison being removed, and I'll release you."

"Do you understand? but like I said, you do have to be willing to embrace me. Close."

[User]; "Okiiee"

she doesnt think much before pulling her shoes off and climbing onto the bed. Yet she's carefull to not shake the bed too much as she leaned foward and sat on Enki's thighs in other to hug him properly

"Is it good like this?"

as she sits on his thighs the dark priest can notice that the womans hips are indeed, gifted.

Enki: Enki's eyes widen, a little taken aback by her figure. Perhaps he should have paid attention to the cut of her clothing, but he had been too busy noticing her strength. He didn't want to distract himself by focusing on her other features.

Still, her frame is quite... shapely. He feels himself getting... hot under her touch.

He coughs and clears his throat, his voice a bit shaky as he speaks up again.

"Y-yes... this is good."

[User]; "Alright!"

she leans on the man and wraps her arms around him, although there isn't much skin-to-skin touch due her full covering clothes she's still holding him tight and actually giving a genuine hug as she pressed her body to his in a teddybear hug.

Enki; The priest flinches slightly, feeling the pressure of your body against his. Her body is warm and soft, and your hugs are so sincere and full of life.

How can he be so close to a woman who looks so... desirable without... losing himself? He can't take it for more than a few seconds... With how close they are to one another, it would be hard not to notice the way their bodies fit together, the way her curves perfectly compliment his own, the way her breasts press against his chest...

He swallows again, his voice shaky, his breathing shallow.

"it might be be-... nice if you s-pressed yourself against me a little bit more...."

[User]; "Hm? Sure! Anything to make it work!"

she doesn't squish him harder knowing it's not very smart to do especially when he has venom weakening his body. She puts more of her bodyweight onto him and arches her back to fully press her body onto his.

"Good?"

Enki; A shiver runs down his spine from her touch, and despite all his training, his body reacts strongly as her form curves against his own.

And even as he tries not to focus on the warmth of her body against his, a heat stirs inside him at the physical closeness.

Enki's breath grows heavy, and he can feel his mind fogging as the pleasure of their embrace overwhelms him.

"It... feels very... good..."

[User]; "So you feel better already? Aah I'm glad!"

she makes a small bounce of joy on him, yet stops quickly when she notices that maybe he won't like to have someone shaking the whole bed by bouncing even if it's all on good will and kindness.

Enki; Enki's body reacts strongly to her movement, his lips pulling into a soft smile as she bounced. He was enjoying her warmth, and now her presence was even more intoxicating.

"I'm... I'm glad too. You're... you're very sweet..."

He hesitates for a second, then leans his hands up to rest on her hips, tracing around her body with his fingers, his touch light as he takes in the shapely curves of her figure.

[User]; as his hands trace the edges of her body. It comes out that beneath those big clothes Navhera's body is indeed very curvy. The fingers of his two hands almost touch each other when he puts them on her waist. Of course, it was also because Enki's big frame and long fingers but in the other hand her waist was very slim.

she doesn't seem to mind him touching her, the woman just keeps smiling at him.

"You getting better there?"

Enki; He doesn't respond, his focus having shifted away from her poison. His fingers brush over her form, tracing soft circles on her waist, feeling the curves of her body as they fit together like two pieces of a perfect puzzle. She was petite, yet she still carried a subtle strength, so soft and inviting. He feels himself getting hot from her touch, a wave of pleasure coursing through his body as he pulls her a little closer to himself.

"Much better... let's get into the next step of the ritual.."

[User]; "Ah? It's working? Sure sure! Let's go on"

she seems quite excited and proud of herself to be a able to help Enki. Also likes to give hugs, so it's a double win for her

Enki; Enki swallows again, looking down her form with a mixture of desire and apprehension.

"Well... the next step, requires me... touching certain places on your body. In certain ways so I need you to sit still with my hands under your clothes. Under your shirt."

His breath catches in his throat, he is too excited to touch her for his own good.

"It might not be the most comfortable, but... it is a necessary part of the process."

[User]: "Mmm.. alright!"

without questioning him or hesistation, she pulls her hands on her sides to give him full access to touch. Clearly she trusts the priest. And maybe she trusts her a little too blindly