Rhys thought he was already strong, stronger than most.
If he tried to, he could already fight against Ayesha, and perhaps even win if he utilizes all of his abilities to their max.
But all of that illusion shattered and faded away as Arachnea now had him pinned down on the ground; her fingers, digging through that asphalt as she completely locked Rhys down.
Rhys could not even attempt to struggle or wriggle away, as Arachnea was probably a whole 3 feet taller than her; bigger too.
And as Arachnea's face was directly on top of his face, the saliva slithering down her lips started to trail down his cheek. Rhys thought her mouth would smell rotten from all the things she eat... but it would seem they take dental seriously in the Underworld.
Or if it's just because she was a goddess that her mouth, even though incredibly menacing due to her teeth that numbered hundreds, it still smelled like mint — perhaps even fresher.
"Oh? Not trying to resist anymore?" Arachnea finally leaned her face away as she sat up; her bare thighs, tightening their wrap around Rhys's waist, "You were also like this before — are you still eager to die, Descendant of Eros?"
"Well..." Rhys turned to look at the smoke gathered on top of the dome, causing the light coming in from above to soften and dissipate evenly everywhere; making every detail in Arachnea's face even more pronounced — Rhys thought that Arachnea was the most beautiful woman she had ever seen the first time he saw her, and now with the soft light brightening her face, it only cemented the thought in his mind,
"...If death looks like you, then death can have me as she wants."
"Then I shall," a wide grin crawled on Arachnea's face as her hand started to move. Rhys was about to try and escape into the shadows, but before he could do so...
...he realized that Arachnea's hand was crawling toward his pants. And right there and then, Rhys finally realized what was going on.
Arachnea is going to eat him, but not before whatever was going to happen now. He had read about this before, but from his knowledge, only the mantis did this kind of... ritual, some sort of the female needing to feed to gain strength or something.
And as Rhys surmised... Arachnea just tore off his pants.
So, it really was going to happen here, Rhys thought. Right in the middle of the street, surrounded by mangled corpses.
"...Oh?" Arachnea then blinked a couple of times as she started patting the thing between Rhys's thighs, "Why is it not hard? I know it has been a long time since I last did this, but I am still certain that most men would already be hard just by the sight of me—Oh?"
Arachnea then realized that despite her butt and thighs and whatever else was underneath was completely exposed, she was still wearing a shirt.
And so, with a smile on her face, she looked Rhys in the eyes while very slowly pulling up her shirt. And due to her large breasts, the shirt slightly caught up her already perked-up nipples; pushing them up before they bountifully popped out and gave a very hearty bounce. She did not fully remove her shirt, however, only letting it hang above her breasts.
"...So?" Arachnea then lowered her arms; pinning her breasts closer together, "Are you getting hard yet?"
[...Arise.]
"Eep!"
And once again, Arachnea found herself falling on top of Rhys.
"Kh... hn... gh..." Arachnea could not even form words as she felt her hips moving on their own along with Rhys,
"Ka!"
And as Rhys suddenly slapped her ass, she let out a high-pitched yelp. Her yelp, however, also stuttered as Rhys... started scratching her ass.
"Shii..." Arachnea's toes quickly curled; even her fingers found themselves digging through the asphalt as she came right there and then,
"Stop... stop it!"
Rhys, however, did not stop at all.
"I...I command you to—"
And with her completely weakened, she found herself just being thrown around by Rhys, who pushed her away before quickly moving behind her. And as if her overpowered senses and reflexes were failing her, her long, silky hair was just pulled back by Rhys as he once again slid his cock inside her.
"S...S..." Arachnea could really only grit her teeth as she stretched her arm forward while Rhys was ramming her from behind. And soon, her spider body that separated from her started to crawl toward her... but the only thing she could really do was lift her body up and hug her spider body tight while her knees were still on the ground,
"W—"
She was about to say something, but Rhys suddenly let go of her hair, causing her face to be buried in her spider body.
"Hrpph!?" And almost instantly, a muffled gasp seeped from her lips as Rhys gently... inserted his thumb into her ass.
And with her vagina tightening due to Rhys's finger, Arachnea could no longer control her own body as her juices started shooting out and flowing everywhere... even her spider body seemed to react as it let out a ton of threads and webs — completely filling the entire street with her fluids.
"Hah..." And finally, as Rhys stopped thrusting inside her, Arachnea found room to breathe as she glanced back at him; her eyes, just weakly staring at Rhys's eyes as she continued to embrace her separated spider body tight. And as Rhys gently removed himself from inside her, another stuttering gasp escaped her lips; her eyes, however, did not remove themselves from Rhys as she whispered,
"More."
"...Hm," Rhys breathed out before completely recovering his stamina.
"But this time..." Arachnea then weakly lifted herself up before turning around; and as she did so, her legs sunk into her spider body as she reattached herself completely,
"...Do it with me, all of me."
"...What?"