Strength and Rivalry 1.117

Viggo returned to the mansion after midnight. To his surprise, Semiramis was awake and waiting for him at the reception of the mansion. She was sitting on a chair leaning on a long white wall with a painting in the center of when Hephaestus and Kain were married.

Semiramis heard the door of the mansion open and raised her gaze. Different from the woman who came to Orario, she now had a colder and more sophisticated look. She closed her book and got up from the chair. At the same time, Viggo advanced to where she was, stopped a few centimetres from her, and gave her a small kiss on the lips. She looked at Viggo who was now a few centimetres taller than her. That meant that in a few months Viggo had believed several centimetres in stature, were all demigods like this? she wonders.

-Good evening, dear- said Semiramis in her beautiful voice, in a soft and sophisticated tone, worthy of a lady of the high spheres.

Viggo smiled when he heard her, because it was the same timbre of voice, but since she tried to imitate Hera's attitudes, it gave her another air. She was still his Semiramis, but much more sensual and surer of her femininity. Viggo hugged her by the hips and kissed her intensely.

At first Semiramis felt surprised, but then she let go of the book, hugged Viggo's neck, and kissed him with the same intensity. She could feel Viggo's hands wandering between her hip and buttocks, in a sensual and suggestive way. Viggo stopped his kiss, she looked at those beautiful blue eyes, and saw him smile boldly. So, when she thought, he would let go, Viggo continued to kiss her twice as intensely.

After a couple of minutes, Viggo stopped her kiss and hugged her. Semiramis did the same and both stayed in that position, only feeling each other's warmth as silence reigned in the mansion.

-Let's go to my room- Viggo whispers.

-Yes, dear- replied Semiramis, feeling at ease in his arms.

Viggo let go of his hug, took her hand, and led her down the stairs. The book was thrown away at the reception of the mansion, but none noticed. He didn't even notice, and she was more worried about hugging Viggo's arm while holding his hand.

Once they reached the second floor, they advanced along the left wing while the corridor was illuminated by moonlight coming in through the large windows.

-Where did you go?- asked Semiramis.

-I went to see Ottar- said Viggo -I thought maybe he felt bad about my presence and that's why he didn't want to come to the birthday. When we were kids, we always celebrated our birthday together. The truth is that we never questioned it, even if Ottar was not my father's son. For us he was our brother and had as much right as we did to be in the house-

-What happened then?-

-I was a fool- said Viggo, looking down as guilt was reflected in his eyes -I said things I shouldn't and hurt him. Although he says he doesn't hate me, I think he says it just so as not to make my father feel bad. After all, for Ottar my father is one of his favorite people in life. Sometimes I thought the world was crazy and he must have been my father's son. He would be much happier than me and at the same time, he would be a better son-

Semiramis heard him as they traversed the darkness of the long corridor. The windows, paintings and furniture passed by him as if they were silent while Viggo recounted his sadness. She looked at him sideways and could see the sorrow in his gaze. However, instead of saying something bombastic, she just hugged his arm and felt Viggo's pain silently, as if it were hers.

Once they got to the room, they closed the door and Viggo went to bathe. Semiramis accompanied him and in the shower, they made love. His moans were audible along with the tapping of his hips. She looked into his eyes as he looked back at her and into the depths.

An hour later, they lay on the bed and hugged each other as the darkness gave the tranquility near sleep.

-Aren't you going to ask?- asked Viggo.

-About what?- whisper Semiramis

-About what I said, about how I behaved with my father and with Ottar. About what happened so that my father will send me to train far away-

Semiramis stared at Viggo's pectoral as he hugged her. The skin felt warm, with a pleasant feeling. She ran her hands through the firm muscles, outlining the outline with her fine fingers until she reached the nipple. She started massaging him while licking his chest and thinking about the question.

She was curious to know what had happened to a man as affable as her father-in-law, so that he would become so severe and send his firstborn to train in an unknown land. However, everyone makes mistakes, and she has also lived them, why should she care about what Viggo was in the past? She wondered. Now he is her Viggo, strong, brave, bold, and wild. If he could be just hers it would be perfect, but she must share it with her "sisters". However, she loved him and wanted him to be happy.

-It doesn't matter- replied Semiramis as she licked his neck. She brought her hands to his penis and started massaging it -no matter what happened. Now we're just the two of us, kiss me. The rest doesn't matter-

Viggo immersed himself in Semiramis and drank from the nectar of lust. That night they made love with such intensity that the next day no one could get up early. The jewelry store was left aside waiting for his turn, along with the hours of intense training. It was just the two of them and nothing else mattered.

Once they woke up around noon, Semiramis slept on the left side of the bed and Viggo on the right side. Viggo began to grope with his hands under the covers, trying to find his beloved. Once he felt the soft skin, he smiled without opening his eyes and turned to the left. Then he began to move until he found a soft and tender body. First, he passed his hands through the big butt, caressing the entire contour that joined the thigh, buttock, and hip. It was such a soft and tender feeling that it made him want to take a bite. Then he kept going up, going through her waist until he reached her ribs and slid his hand forward. His fingers caressed a large fleshy and soft mass, with soft and fluffy skin. Viggo caresses the generous breasts with softness and tenderness. By the way, he heard a moan of someone waking up. Viggo opened his eyes in a dreamy state and saw Semiramis' face. She had a calm expression as she smiled with satisfaction. Viggo brought his lips to her neck and began kissing her as if blessing every part of her skin. Semiramis let out a groan, let out a chuckle, and raised her arm to touch his face with her hand. She stroked his cheek and then stuck her fingers between Viggo's long hair. At the same time, he kept kissing the neck and delighting in her tenderness.

An hour later, after joining their bodies, they both bathed and put on fluffy white coats. Semiramis took Viggo to the desk in a corner of the room and showed him several books.

-Please don't- said Viggo somewhat uncomfortable -I'm barely up to date with the books my father gave me so that you want me to keep reading- Viggo hugged Semiramis from behind and kissed her neck -I'm much better at doing things than reading- whisper to her and then he bit her ear.

-I know- replied Semiramis, closing her eyes and letting herself be carried away by the flirtatious feeling. She opened her eyes and turned to look him in the eye -but it's not what you think. These are catalogs I got from Lady Hera. They are the best properties that exist in Orario, either for their price, location, or construction. I want you to see them with me and decide which house we could buy-

Viggo nodded curling his lips and generating a sly smile. It was a direct relief; he was already overwhelmed with all the things he was doing, and it was too short for him to complete everything that was proposed.

At the same time, Semiramis smiled at seeing him so relieved and stole a kiss from his lips -would you like to draw to take advantage of it?- she said, discovering with her hand one of her sensual shoulders.

Viggo pulled his lips closer and kissed her shoulder. Then he continued to advance through the collarbone until he reached the neck, but Semiramis stopped him. She took his face with both hands and said -I didn't mean that, do you want to draw or not?-

Viggo let out a sigh and nodded -okay- he said.

Semiramis smiled and gave him a kiss on the lips. Then she pulled away, looked for a chair and dropped the white coat to the floor, leaving her beautiful body in plain sight. She sat on the chair and covered her vagina with her hands. At the same time, Viggo sat at the desk and looked for a charcoal and a sheet to draw. Then he looked at Semiramis, then closed his eyes for a moment, remained still and focused, and at the end, opened his eyes, looked at Semiramis and began to draw her on the paper.

Semiramis frowned at watching him perform this kind of ritual. Viggo had never done anything like it, maybe it was something new he learned? Semiramis wondered trying to stay still while Viggo drew her. At the same time, she remembered the subject of jewelry and precious stones and other matters that remained to be learned. Scheherezade was helpful, but it was of no use to Semiramis to be so capable if she had a husband who would never appreciate her efforts.

Half an hour later, Viggo finished drawing Semiramis on paper. She got up from her seat and walked to the desk. Semiramis then took the paper and her eyes widened at the incredible advancement in skill. The drawing was her, with her fine silhouette perfectly delineated while the shadows gave the volume and depth to her limbs and proportions.

Viggo got up from his seat and hugged her from behind as she watched the drawing.

-How about?- asked Viggo with a confident smile.

-You at what point?- asked Semiramis in amazement.

-I don't know- Viggo said as he kissed her neck -it was just my instinct, maybe a moment of inspiration, but I felt focused imagining myself drawing you on the paper. It was as if I was already predisposed to do well, and my body followed the movements of what I had already imagined, is rare?-

-A little bit- said Semiramis with a big smile on her lips.

-No, none of that. Now it's my turn to enjoy- said Viggo kissing her neck as his hand made its way to a desk drawer. Then he moved his hand inside the desk until he found what he was looking for. He took a glass jar with a kind of oil inside and picked it up so that Semiramis could look. At the same time, she recognized that oil and remembered that time the sex demon (Kiara) attacked her with her evil servant demon (Viggo). Semiramis turned around, looked at Viggo with lustful eyes, and kissed him.