What Gods do in their spare time (private)

Sundara was alone in her temple, growing roses and replacing those that wilted. Surprisingly today she was wearing a thin veil of red to cover her body. Her siblings didn't seem to appreciate her body the way she did.

Suddenly all of her roses died and she sighed sadly. She opened the door and said, "I've been expecting you."

Grenth stepped carefully from the shadows, dressed in her normal attire, the armor silent despite the size and form of it. Her voice echoed softly among the columns she hid behind. "You have been?" The question was clear, her surprise evident. The goddess of Death hadn't planned to stray from her own palace beneath the earth.

Sundara smiled and brushed her thick hair behind her shoulder. "Ah yes, and it's even more obvious now, with you arriving as a female. You came to explore your sensuality, your feminine side... And who better to teach you than the goddess of beauty!" She didn't bother commenting on her dead flowers, she didn't want to scare off her guest.

Grenth, if she had a brow to raise, would've raised one. That hadn't been the intention behind her visit at all. She cast a glance around the temple, watching as torches in her gaze briefly flickered to embers before recovering once she had passed over them. "I... did?" She snapped her fingers, the flowers blooming back to life. "Sorry about the flowers..."

Sundara was surprised when she was able to bring her flowers back to life. "I'm glad you are able to bring life to to things now sister... We still haven't mastered our powers. Maybe one day you can help us create a being."

Sundara walked over to her sister and took her hand firmly. She lead her sister into a chamber of her temple, which had dark brown chocolate covered walls and had vanilla scented candles burning. The room was rather small, but cozy. The only light was coming from the many candles. Thick, silky furs covered the floor. Sundara plopped down onto the furs dragging her sister with her. Rose petals were scattered around the room, adding an even sweeter aroma to the room.

Grenth allowed herself to be pulled along for the journey, allowing her form to shift so that she appeared as she had when they were born, clad only in a dark robe, long silver hair, piercing green eyes, and skin fair and pale enough to be called grey. She tilted her head at Sundara's words, sitting down beside her. "Life and Death are but two sides of the coin... I can reverse the death of anything, if I feel inclined, sister."

Sundara smiled and bent her head. "We were all given gifts." She said softly, looking back up at her sister. Sundara's eye color was whatever the person looking into them found most appealing. She realized this when her siblings had an arguement over her eye color the other day. Sundara looked back down at her sisters hands and took one of the grey colored hands into hers. "My gift is the gift of beauty..." She said quietly and watched her sisters skin change from grey to a healthy pink.

Grenth looked down at her newly colored skin, tilting her head in curiosity. "And this color... This is considered beautiful?" She asked tentatively, looking down at her hand and flexing it some. "It does not feel any different."

Sundara chuckled, showing her perfect white teeth. "Beauty is in the eye of the beholder my dear sister." She placed her hands on hers again and changed the color to a warm, light brown. After a minute she changed it to a creamy milk color like her own. "I find this color the most beautiful of all..." She said bringing her sisters hand to her face. "So pure, almost the color of marble.." Sundara brought her sisters hand to her pink lips and started to kiss her hands.

Grenth's form wavered for a moment before settling, the change having been stopped by the death goddess. She continued to watch Sundara with a curious eye, head tilted just slightly. Goosebumps rose on her skin at the kiss, and her skin took the marble color Sundara had given her hand.

Sundara kissed each finger softly and purred, "Beautiful things should be cherished... Praised." She looked up at Grenth when she was finished. "How beautiful your face is when it resembles the color of smooth marble." Sundara gingerly ran a hand against her sisters face. Sundara was now leaning close to her sister, and her veil had exposed her thin, yet not bony and still curvy, midsection. The very bottom of her full breasts all the way to her legs was exposed.

Sundara started stroking her sisters hair and said, "And such beautiful hair, the color of the moon." Upon touching Grenths hair it instantly because full, and healthy to her touch. What ever Sundara touched instantly became beautiful.

Grenth allowed her sister to do what she may, watching her actions with curious, uncertain eyes. She watched as Sundara kissed her fingers, ran her fingers through her hair. Carefully, she reached for one of Sundara's hands, kissing each finger with her icy cool breath.

Sundara smiled as her sister kissed her fingers. Her breath felt nice against her warm skin. Sundara sighed happily and looked at Grenth's face. "Do you find me beautiful?" She asked softly.

"I do not believe I consider beauty as you do, Sister... But you are visually pleasing..." Grenth answered softly, studying her sister's hand with a strange kind of interest. She looked up at Sundara, greens eyes searching the soft purple she saw in Sundara's.

Sundara shook her head laughing. "There I go again, focusing on myself. When today is all about you." Sundara stood and turned towards one of the walls. She softly touched the wall and it became a giant mirror. "Stand sister, tell me what you see?"

Grenth stood slowly, looking in the mirror and then down at herself. "I see... Myself, my skin soft like yours, dressed in a cloak born of the void... My hair is full..." She plainly listed off her appearance, unsure of what Sundara wanted from her.

Sundara frowned and sighed deeply. She walked behind Grenth and untied her robe, pulling it off of her and tossing it across the room. She stood back and crossed her arms staring at her. "Now what do you see?"

Grenth looked her nude body up and down, still confused at what her sister wanted. She turned to Sundara, tilting her head to the side. "Sundara, I do not understand the purpose of your question..." She sighed, looking back at the mirror. "What am I supposed to see, besides myself?"

"Do you feel anything when you look at your body? Like any urges?" Sundara came up behind Grenth and cupped her breasts in her hands. "This is one of the first things I did with my body, it feels good yes?" She ran her thumb softly over Grenths nipples. Sundara brought her face to the back of Grenths neck and moved her silver hair out of the way. She Began to deeply kiss the back of her neck.

Grenth let out a soft gasp at her first action, and then found herself pressing back against Sundara, cheeks coloring a soft red. "S-Sister, that feels... Weird, a-and pleasant." She managed to stutter out, trying to arrange the feelings the goddess of lust was birthing within her.

Sundara smiled as she felt Grenth respond positively towards her actions. It was her specialty to make people feel pleasure. Sundara began to run her fingers down her partners waist. "Are you curious, my sweet angel of death?" Sundara whispered into her ear. "I can show you true pleasure in this form... And then again in your male form... If you permit me."

"P-Please..." She whispered out suddenly, pressing back harder against Sundara to the point where she sent them both tumbling onto the furs, landing on her back and staring up at the marble ceiling. "W-What is this I'm feeling? This... heat in my cold, frozen body..."

Sundara bent down and whispered into her ear, "Luuuusst." She then wiggiled out from under her sister and crawled on top of her instead. She lowered her face to hers, her breath smelling fresh and of roses. She placed on soft, full lips onto Grenths. After a few deep kisses she parted Grenths lips with her tongue and began exploring her mouth. She had one hand on one of her breasts, and the other pinning one of her arms down, not harshly, but more like 'I'm in control here'

Grenth gasped almost immediately, her cool breath mingling pleasantly with Sundara's warm breath. Her breath smelled surprisingly like wintergreen, cool and fresh despite her former appearance. "Yes sister." She whispered softly, her hands running through Sundara's hair slowly. "You're in charge..."

Sundara leaned down and started to kiss Grenths jawbone and neck, softly snd slowly. She kept her grip on Grenths arm, and used the other to slowly stroke her stomach and hips, dipping lower each time.