Debauchery of a Soul-Eating Wraith

With matters of the suspicion settled, Arleen decided it was time to leave the party hall, and before that, she made a point to glare at Evian,

"Stygian, we need to talk," she said, "But not here. Not now."

"Of course," Evian told her with a relaxed smile.

Arleen gave him a look and then turned her beautiful face away while signaling for Daria to follow her out of the hall. The Witch gave Evian a longing look like she didn't want to be apart again but he gave her a look that meant it was fine.

There was no need to rush and steal moments now that he and the others of the Martial Temple were not being forced to make a quick exit.

Daria and Arleen had just left when Evian heard the voice of an attendant Arcanist,

"Dame Olivia. We have arranged transportation to where you will stay during your visit. Away from the Santorum."

Olivia acted like she had not heard the condescending tone and simply gave a small nod while then looking over at Evian and Armin,

"You two, let's go."

Evian was not sure if he wanted to be cooped with them but resigned himself to follow when he heard a voice from behind him,

"Evian Stygian, I'd like you to walk with me for a bit," Aren Vorden said as Evian turned around slowly to face her.

Armin gave indications with his body that he wished to stay behind and remain by Evian's side but Aren quickly put an end to that by adding a slightly late amendment to her previous words,

"Alone. Don't worry, I know where the Church has decided to set you all up and I will be sure to send Evian over once we've had our talk."

"Very well," Armin said with a frown. There was actually more of a reason he wanted to remain by Evian's side that went beyond the provision of protection.

Armin was no fool and while, as a Knight, his perception was weaker than Arcanists, he had noticed things about how Evian had gone about the hall that raised questions but he decided that could wait if only for an hour or two till the end of this 'talk'.

Armin joined the other Knights and they trooped out together. Pausing once when they saw Dolan Karsten being carried out of the hall. He had apparently suffered a great deal because he had yet to regain consciousness.

"Lead the way," Evian told Aren who gave him a small smile before walking out of the party hall with Evian by her side but just then she was called out to,

"Aren," said Cardinal Krion, "We must convey in my Study before the night is over."

Aren turned around and gave a deep bow born of a type of deference that Evian was sure he had seen in one other person since he had arrived at Sacrosanct. It was the deference Daria usually showed Arleen.

"Yes, Cardinal," Aren said before she straightened and she and Evian continued their walk.

"So… About that…" Evian started with a thumb gesture behind him toward the Party hall where the Cardinals were still conveying.

"Cardinal Krion took me under her wing centuries ago. Since I was of age and was called to serve the Church," Aren said knowing what he was asking of.

"I see," Evian said. He tried to play the matter off as over right then and there but Aren caught on.

"What? You thought I'd be under Arcos?" She asked with a graceful laugh while her mouth was covered by her delicate-looking hand.

"Arcos?" Evian repeated with a raised brow. It was the first he had heard of such a name.

"Cardinal Arcos Vorden. He's my Cousin," Aren said.

"Cousin?"

"You thought he'd be my brother right? Can't blame you. The Vorden genes have been very dominant even over many generations of Blood mixing.

Arcos is a genius. The youngest Arcanist in history to reach the Seventh Circle and become a Cardinal but we don't particularly get along. No fault of his really, we've just been on different paths.

While everything seems to come easy for him, it was the opposite for me and I never would have become a Priestess if not for Cardinal Krion. Of them all, she deserves to become the Pontiff.

Which is why, I couldn't help but notice you were fraternizing with the enemy."

Aren reached around Evian and placed her hand against a wall only it wasn't a wall but a door which she opened by a special sequence of Spiritual energy.

"What?" Evian asked as she then placed a hand on his chest and pushed him into the room behind the door. Joining him before closing it shut.

"Well, I guess enemy' is a bit strong but Cardinal Lorient's faction which includes High Priestess Arleen and the Arcanist Daria is strong competition to our goal and I could not help but notice a familiarity between you and the Arcanist."

"Did you now?" Evian asked. He was still only a foot away from the door and with a smirk, Aren pulled close with one hand over his shoulder and against the door while she looked up the inches difference in their heights at his face.

"I saw how you spoke to each other while running around to destroy the Anchors. I have to say I was a bit hurt. You didn't even think to ask me."

Evian had not even noticed her. A lot had just been happening at that moment but of course, he didn't say that and rather went for something safe,

"I assumed you would be busy."

"Well, I was. My friend Priscilla fell to the corruption and there were other members of Cardinal Krion's faction that I would rather not have seen struck down by the competition in the heat of the moment but the least you could have done was ask," Aren asked with a little smirk.

"But that's already past," Evian said, "I'd rather focus on where we are."

"My Private office in the Santorum," Aren answered, rolling her eyes at his attempt to push that matter to the side.

"Do all Priestesses get offices?" Evian asked. His hand now on

Aren's waist, pulling her toward his body.

Aren shook her head,

"No. It depends on availability, who you know, and how high you rank. We are not all equal after all."

"Nepotism."

"You know it," Arleen said with a proud cackle but even as she laughed, her mind began to wander,

"So what's the story between you and Daria?" She asked.

"Ah, now why would I tell that to the 'enemy'?" Evian asked with a chuckle, "Besides I'm not sure we're close enough yet anyway."

"We're pretty close now though," Aren said while reaching up to which Evian smiled.

"Are we?"

Aren nodded,

"We are," She said and after a few seconds of them holding that pose, her eyes going from Evian's lips to his face, he let out a small laugh,

"Just do it," he said, "You know you want to."

"~Mmmm~" With a moan that seemed to rise from the deepest recess of her chest, she closed the rest of the inches of distance to lock their lips together and every part of her body rejoiced.

She pressed her body against Evian's as hard as she could while thrusting her tongue deep inside his mouth as though she desired to have it shoved down his throat.

There was a hunger within her. A hunger that had forced her to think about nothing else other than this since they were in the hall. Through all the disasters that had occurred, only this was on her mind. It was almost distracting and she could only praise herself for managing to remain lucid.

To make matters even 'worse', she watched him dash about the hall, damaging Anchors she could not even sense with a strong sense of purpose that seemed oh so attractive.

Now that she had him here, so close, and their lips wedged together, her body was free to react as it pleased. Her inner thighs moistening with a wave of desire so intense, it blew everything else she had ever experienced out of the water.

Meanwhile, Evian's hands were still on her hips and he felt as her body reacted to him. He smiled against her lips as he slowly lifted one of his hands and grabbed the fastener that held her gown close to pull it apart.

As the pair of tits fell free, he turned them around until Aren's back was pressed against the wall. He lifted her against the wall and through it all, with her arms locked around his neck, Aren never let her lips be away from Evian's for even a second.

While she was getting moved up the wall and her thighs were on either side of Evian's body, her gown had gotten ripped but that was hardly a matter of her enough importance to break through the bliss that was starting to overwhelm her senses.

Eventually, Evian pulled his lips away from hers just so he could dip his head and grab one of her nipples into his mouth to suck on and then the other.

Alternating between the two and causing Aren's body to tremble powerfully as she wrapped her legs around Evian's body even as she leaned back and pressed her head against the door behind her while arching her back to push her breasts harder into his face.