Lilla couldn't stand it. She cried out in passion as Abida's mouth clamped down on her neck, her back arching against her, her moans of pleasure proceeded this of course, when Abida hand crawled down her belly, she knew where that hand was going and she felt her lovers need for her when she grabbed and played with her breast.<br/><br/>Lilla wanted her loves mark on her skin. She wanted her lovers mark permanently, forever branded to be hers. Her mind raced with the possibilites... the Sign of the Aquila on her chest,  the Mark de Fleur on her cheek... and Abida's Lip marks on her neck. That is what she wanted.<br/><br/>Just then she felt Abida's fingers slip around her folds, being caressed and then her clit being toyed with as Abida entered her heated depths. Her whole body shivered as they entered. Her walls inside immediately contracted around her fingers as she shifted her hips down on to them. The water pelting her skin sent millions of tiny bolts of pleasure throughout her body. Lilla's own arching back matched Abida's as finger and hand, lips and skin met and became one.<br/><br/>Lilla's head was swimming. The pure joy and elation she felt when she was performing her worship of the God-Emperor was replaced with her utter and complete need and desire to worship the angel behind her. She wanted to be on her knees, in front of her and to worship her for days on end. Blasphemy, perhaps but this is what her heart sang for and had faith for now. Abida, more than any other figure she knew of, deserved to be worshiped.<br/><br/>As her little inner orgasm passed through her and around Abida's fingers, she became ultra-sensitive, but energetic. She turned herself around unfortunately Abida's fingers, grip on her breast and mouth on her neck slipping out and off in the process. Her hands caressed up Abida's sides and lifted her up easily, under her arms, getting Abida to stand. She then took Abida's foot, kisses the top of it in pure adoration, her hands lovingly caressing her souls and calve, then after much kissing and care, placing her foot on the edge of the raised wall, spreading Abida's leg wide to the side. There, in between Abida's legs, was her alter.<br/><br/>She approached her alter genuflecting so that her head was at just the right height for her alter, her hands raising above her head to hold her Angel's hands in prayer. Her head raised up below her angel to show her devotion. Her mouth moved up to the alter and began to speak in tongues, expressing her benediction of such a perfect blessing from her goddess, she consecrated her alter with her speaking in tongues from front to back, side to side, the sides of the dias especially spoken to, then back into the alter, under the alters coverings, inside the alter itself with her speaking in tongues. Eventually, speaking in tongues was not enough reverence for this alter, she took her teeth and lightly pulled at it's edges, allowing her devoted tongue to find the chalice of perfection under the coverings and lick the edges of that chalice, her tongue coating the chalice with her supplication. Her litany of pleasure following her tongue as she glided it all the way to the back of the alter, and then to the front again.<br/><br/>In her heart, she was Abida's devoted worshiper. Lilla's loving making to her was their communion. Their pleasure sharing was her litany of faith and love in her goddess. In her visions, of fire burning her body, this is who she was sacrificing herself for. Sacrificing at the alter of love.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>