The hivemind is conquering for me? Chapter 626: She Looks Hot

Sitting on my bed, My hands were behind my back, cradling my head while up against the head board. Feeling a little silly just sitting here, I asked. "Can I open my eyes yet? Or are you going to keep in suspense?"

A haughty, yet shy laugh then erged from the bathroom. "A few more monts, my kindled. I am making so... Alterations for your enjoynt."

My smile creased even more. "Take all the ti you want, Sol, I am just curious as to why you, of all beings, would run the shower?" All I got in response was another giggle, so I stayed quiet, enjoying the suspense.

Not waiting too long, I then heard from the bottom of the bed.

"My kindled, witness ."

Opening my eyes, there she was.

Sol, the Psionic concept of heat and fire, stood at the end of the bed in a seductive pose. Her hands on her hips, leaning slightly forward, pushing her breasts forward. She was a captivating figure with charcoal coloured skin that was a simple aesthetic choice to hide the pure fla she was made of. Emphasising this point were all the cracks and gaps she had along her skin, across her torso and her legs that actually acted like tattoos in a way, it was very alluring

As usual, Sol wore very little, a piece of seemingly fla resilient cloth to cover her lower regions and a bra that looked like tal containing her ablaze breasts. Her high heels were still being worn, but her shoulders were absent of the two unique spiky pauldrons that she usually wore and the cloth looking sleeves attached to them were gone, revealing her thin arms with a cracked pattern of fla and charcoal skin

Sol still had no skin on her face, but that was not a problem to in the slightest. Her head was a mass of flas, structured in a way to resemble a beautiful woman with a sharp jawline and high cheekbones with fiery molten eyes. She was a work of Psionic art, sculpted with fire and flas.

Adorning her head was a crown like adornnt with two large Black horns made out of so black material. The fire around her used the crown and black horns to elongate even further atop her head, making her look like a beautiful flaming queen.

I was transfixed. And I had every right to be. This being before was the only one in my life that knew of my past life and took a fractured mory from it for the sole purpose of pleasing ? Being anything else would be unacceptable.

Sol’s fiery lips smirked as she watched sothing begin to rise on her kindled. "Do you like what you see? My Kindled?"

"Would saying you look hot be a little bit too on the nose?" I said, not being discreet with my admiration of her body.

Sol smirked. "Not at all, a very astute observation my Kindled, but what would you say if I did this?" At the end of her sentence, she raised her hand from her hip and clicked her fingers, definitely for dramatic flair, and as she did that, her tal bra dropped from her torso onto the ground.

I ignored the sll of burning floor, Sol wouldn’t allow a fire to spread now, as my neurons activated seeing the two afla mounds of pure fun unleashed. They were not black like the rest of her body, they, like her head, were perfectly sculpted works of art blazing a beautiful orange with her buds being a slightly darker orange.

I got on my knees and shuffled along the bed to get a closer look. As an artist, it was my duty to do so...

Knowing my thoughts, both due to our link and I actively do not suppress my thoughts around my loved ones, Sol knew exactly what I was thinking and played along. "You know, my Kindled, no one has ever in my infinite, handled the display piece before. But you are such a fine patron of the arts, I think it only fair you get a hands on appreciation.

I smirked looking up at Sol before focusing back on the showcase. I reached out with one hand at first and slowly cupped one. "Oh?" I said in surprise.

"Is sothing wrong?" Sol asked, doing a poor job of hiding her concern. I hastily fixed her need for concern however.

"Oh, no. I am just surprised there is weight. Elasticity." I said getting the other hand involved. It was a twin piece after all, it wasn’t fair to just give one the attention.

...

As Adept as I was in lovemaking, there was a novelty to this particular session. Not a funny novelty, but the fact this was my first ti with a new ’species’ though that was a poor description of what Sol was.

The fact remained. Outside of the hive. I had never been with another thing considered alien, so I actually felt giddy.

Sol loved the feeling. Her Kindled felt joy over the form she created for him. And he was not the only one enjoying it. "Nyaa!" She exclaid as her kindled ran a thumb over her nipple.

My head shot upright as I heard the surprise moan from Sol. "You made your nipples sensitive?" I said with a grin. "That is good to know."

Sol smirked and spoke Apollo’s foreplay language, knowledge. "Apollo, your body has trillions of nerves within it. My body functions differently, even in this form that takes on a bipedal appearance. I don’t feel stimulation the sa way you do. Till I decide I want to.

With that said, all my erogenous zones that I have made for you are heightened to their maximum. They are the only form of what you call pleasure I am able to feel in the way you understand. So heed this, my kindled. While I have less nerves than you do, every touch, you place on , every lick, kiss, penetration and more. Know that every single nerve I have upon my being will feel your love."

She then smirked, both seductively and like she was issuing a challenge.

"So do you worst~"