“Been a while, Tenuk!”
For reasons unknown, Death was as naked as a fifth dimensional being and avatar of the constant cycle of existence could be. She was laying across a large, silk-covered sofa, smiling and grinning like the lunatic she was. Nothing was covered.
Tenuk’s first reaction was to back away slowly, eyes focused solely on Death’s reptilian face, and not the two busty, balloon-like bosoms on her chest, or the large, long, snaking… that was a fucking gigantic cock between her legs.
“Okay, what in the ever blessed meaning of existence is wrong with you?” Tenuk shouted, fleeing the room completely, feeling incredibly insignificant and actually quite scared.
“I dunno, you always seemed like the sort of being who preferred to receive rather than to give!” Death was still grinning. “Plus, what’s your problem with nudity?”
“What you are doing, whatever the fuck it is you’re doing, that is not fucking nudity. That… I don’t know what that is. Extreme over-sexualization?”
Death sighed and gave up. She was clearly not wooing Tenuk, more making him nauseous. She shrunk her external organs to more reasonable sizes and reverted to a more average, purely feminine form, then covered everything up with masses of shadowy tentacles.
“Is this better?”
Tenuk peered around the corner. “Um, I didn’t mean retract everything completely… You can look however you want… It just surprised the crap out of me…”
“Why?”
The Deitic shrugged. “I don’t know. It’s probably just the fact that, given the chance, you’d ram some of those body parts into some of my body parts.”
Death’s smile came back, with a mouth full of silver, needle-like teeth. “Not until you die and become a Veth!”
Tenuk waited for a moment for Death to stop shapeshifting, then re-entered the room, picking up a chair he had knocked over in his haste. “I genuinely don’t have a problem with nudity, you know. I admit, my reaction was… Um… Well you had a huge schlong and gigantic breasts, it was very confusing, intimidating even.”
“Oh come on, dear, don’t tell me you’ve never used your shapeshifting powers like that!”
“Hm…” Tenuk thought to himself, trying to remember. It had been a long time since he’d had a partner. So long in fact that he couldn’t remember the last time he had kissed anyone, let alone had sex with them. “Uh…”
Death got up from her silken sofa and grabbed something from behind Tenuk. A strange, glass ball. “According to this, the last time you had sex with someone was… two thousand years ago… with a couple of Varga? You sick little thing… Oh wait wrong Deitic!”
Tenuk panicked, even though Death was messing with him. He didn’t know who Death was talking about though.
“Aha! Actually, you know what? The Varga aren’t much worse than this. Still two thousand years ago, a long time back, but you slept with… Oooh. He’s a Veth now, if you two want to do it again!”
Death started giggling, but Tenuk was genuinely confused. He couldn’t remember that, he didn’t know who Death was referring to. Then, as he thought back to major events from back then, it all came flooding back.
“I don’t think Retvik would appreciate it…”
Death was still looking into that glass ball of hers. Tenuk couldn’t see what was in it from where he was sitting, but he wondered if she was watching them having sex.
“Are you…”
“Watching you have sex? Yep. Since Retvik’s a Veth, I can see his whole life through his eyes. Of course, you’re no Gath, but when you outlive your happily married partner by a few hundred years, beggars can’t be choosers.”
That was embarrassing. But Tenuk decided to push it to one side. “What about you, Death? Get plenty of action, what with being the Cycle and all that?”
She was still watching the glass ball. Finally, Death threw the ball behind her, ignoring it as it shattered on the hard, marble floor and melted into a puddle of water. After all these visits, Tenuk still didn’t understand the physics of Kinigi. Or Death.
“You weren’t very good then. But when you’re mine, I’ll make you good.”
“Hey, it’s the thought that counts!” Tenuk protested. “The love and care and tenderness!”
“No, it’s the getting pregnant and the continuation of your species. But for a Deitic like you, I can see why you wouldn’t care about that!” Death countered.
“Well…” Tenuk stuttered for a moment, trying to think of a counter-argument. “Well we still care about that. Just in a different way. A Deitic can’t have children as quickly as a mortal can, so we have to make extra doubly sure that our children don’t die. And why do you constantly have sex? I know you are always fucking your Veth!”
“I’m Death, I do what I want. Would you like some tea?”
Tenuk rolled his eyes. “You can’t use that as an excuse for everything. Also, no thank you…”
Death tilted her head to one side, pulling that strange, sad look that she pulled whenever Tenuk outsmarted her and she didn’t have a proper comeback. “You sure?”
“No thank you.”
Death poured herself some tea from a floating pot. Whatever it was, it certainly didn’t smell like tea. “Your loss. But… if you ever decide you want to let go of your two thousand year long virgin streak…”
“No thank you, Death, but thank you for the offer. I have to head off now.”
Death grinned as Tenuk turned to leave. “Very well. Have fun, look after yourself, and try and get laid!”
“I will…” Tenuk sighed.