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One thing Hestia learned real quick not long later after they entered some clothing shops.
Was that clothing for females, was much more expensive than clothing for males.
Especially a female with an abundant chest.
Like herself.
While Caelan just started pulling clothes from the rack for himself, piling them up without blinking, Hestia found herself goggling at all the zero's on the price tags.
A skirt she had her eyes on, cost a full two thousand valis. That was mind boggling compared to the shorts and such Caelan bought for himself that were only a hundred to two hundred each.
She almost gave up getting new clothes then and there before Caelan suddenly popped up beside her, with a wide grin on his face and carrying a mannequin.
The clothing display item wore an odd outfit Caelan claimed was that of a cheerleader, with white, blue and red in colour, with long white boots, a tiny fluttery skirt and a small top that tied around the bust.
It cost fifteen thousand valis, costing more as an outfit than all her books from earlier combined. And it was hardly the first outfit he dragged along for her. Though it was one of the most outstanding, besides a full outfit that went with the skirt she was looking at, and a really really expensive dress.
…She couldn't say no to Caelan though.
'It feels like this top will come loose at any moment.' Hestia thought, looking herself over in the mirror of the changing room she was in, upstairs in the large clothing shop they'd entered.
As expected, it showed off a ton of cleavage. 'Though, what are these for?' she wondered, looking at the odd flowery stringy ball things that came with the outfit.
She picked them up curiously and held them up, looking herself over in the mirror.
All in all, not only did it show off a ton of cleavage, the top was cropped so small it showed off all of her belly and the skirt being just as short showed off her thighs.
It was super revealing.
'Then again not really more revealing than my usual dress.' she mused with a shrug.
"Alright, I'm ready!" she called out and hopped out of the changing room, to where Caelan was waiting outside sitting on a comfy leather bench, the bag from her books alongside a few other bags with new clothing for himself resting at his feet, "What do you think?" she clasped her hands behind her back and puffed her chest out for him to get a good look.
He blinked and just stared at her for a moment, before grinning massively, "You look amazing, you'd blow any other cheerleader out of the water." he replied, and his eyes roamed over her body fully, almost leeringly.
She felt her cheeks flush at his intense stare, but she couldn't deny the giddy feeling that that spread through her chest.
"What are these by the way, and what is a cheerleader?" she asked while he was checking her out.
He dragged his eyes from her lower body to look her in the eye, "They're called pom poms, I was surprised to find them here," he replied, "Cheerleaders are basically in general beautiful women that cheer, chant and dance to support people generally men and they wave pom poms around to basically I think draw attention to their bodies."
Hmm. So it was basically scantily clad girls cheering men on and motivating them with sex appeal, 'Probably a creation of someone like Freya or Aphroflatty.' Hestia thought flatly.
"Alright then, I guess I can wear this and be your own personal cheerleader!" she nodded, she'd praise those slutty goddesses just this once. There weren't a lot of ways she could support Caelan.
If prancing around in this outfit motivated him, she'd do it happily. And if the excited gleam in his eyes at her words were anything to go by, he was very happy about it.
From there, she tried on a variety of outfits, many of them picked out by Caelan, from casual clothing, to an outright cocktail dress for a high society party that would be perfect for wearing to any of the parties held by other gods and goddesses…assuming she had to go.
'This dress is something else.' Hestia mused as she took it off. It was gorgeous. Monstrously pricey, but gorgeous.
…It was a strapless blue dress that held up at the chest alone and exposed a massive amount of cleavage. Seeing the price tag on it almost made her faint. A full twenty five thousand valis for the dress alone.
She understood exactly why Caelan wanted to buy it for her though when she tried it on and saw how much of her breasts it left exposed and how deep a cleavage she had.
'Such a lustful boy.' she giggled internally.
Still, that was pretty much all the clothing both of them had picked out for her to try on, and they all looked really good.
And Caelan himself especially liked them.
Which made modelling them for him totally worth it.
All that was left was a set of underwear she'd picked out when Caelan wasn't looking and…
She looked at herself in the mirror. Totally bare naked, except for the panties she was wearing, the saleswoman down stairs, a half amazon had recommended them to her, saying it would make it easier with the dress she was wearing.
Well, she called them panties, but they were little more than string. Two pieces of string wrapped around her hips and barely covered her crotch, while in the back a single string split her butt cheeks.
It was the kind of underwear she expected the likes of Freya to wear.
'…I did tell him I'd show off all the clothes he bought me.' Hestia mused idly for a moment-
Before an impish grin spread across her face again.
"Hey Caelan?" she called out.
"What's up?" he replied from outside the changing room.
"Can you come in here a sec?" Hestia asked.
Caelan was silent for a moment, no doubt digesting her words, but a second later; "Sure." he replied.
If there was one thing to say about her first child, it was that he wasn't shy.
A moment later, the door slid open and he stepped in, closing it behind him, and looked at her.
He froze, jaw dropping and eyes zeroing in on her large bared breasts.
"The sales lady downstairs recommended this underwear to go with my dress, I think she called it a thong?" Hestia told him, impish grin getting wider, she cocked her hip to the side and crossed her arms under her breasts pushing them up even more, "What do you think?" she asked, her stomach fluttering with excitement.
His eyes darkened with an all too familiar lust. While she was a virgin goddess, many a god had wanted to conquer her and take her chastity for the bragging rights of being the one to bed one of the three virgin goddesses.
Unlike with those uppity bastards though, Hestia didn't feel the disgust she usually did, but a giddy euphoria, and even a little tingle down below.
He looked like a carnivorous beast that had just come across the tastiest piece of meat they'd ever seen.
"I think…you look amazing," Caelan licked his lips, his voice coming out in a husky growl that made her shiver, "And that…you should put some clothes on before I end up jumping you."
A shiver ran up Hestia's back, the lust in his voice was super obvious. She knew he was attracted to her, but usually he tended to try and keep it on the down low, most likely to not make her uncomfortable.
And it was sweet of him.
…But she liked this side of him as well she decided. Like this, she could fully understand why he possessed the 'Typhon' skill.
And she liked having that gaze of his on her, like a hunter and his prey.
Grin widening, Hestia strutted over to him, the high heels that went with her dress still on her feet clacking on the wooden flooring and echoing noticeably, "What if I wanted you to jump me though." she pointed out teasingly, even as her cheeks burned red.
This was unlike her, but it wasn't like she was against sex or anything like that. It was just that, all the gods that had came on to her up in Tenkai had repulsed her.
Caelan was different. He was her very first child and incredibly special to her. They hadn't been together that long, but already she felt that if he died, she'd hollow his soul back up to heaven to embrace.
He was her precious Caelan after all.
And so, the thought of indulging in lustful sex with him, didn't repulse her like it had before with others, but rather, made her eager.
"Alright, don't say I didn't warn you then." a massive eager grin spread across Caelan's face to match her own.
And he reached out, one hand wound around her hips, cupping her bare backside greedily, while the other took a full handful of one of her breasts, sinking into the soft flesh hungrily.
She didn't even have time to make a sound or reply though, before his lips were pressing against her own.
"Mmm." Hestia moaned into the kiss as he deepened it almost immediately, his tongue probing into her mouth.
On instinct, her arms wound up around his neck and she leaned into his chest and groping hands, while her hands moved up into his hair and grasped his short spiky locks.
The kiss went on like that for a good dozen seconds, Caelan's fingers grasping and tweaking her nipple and making her moan again.
He really knew what he was doing.
She wasn't given time to gain her bearings though before his hand left her breast and joined the other, grasping the other side of her backside and lifting her bodily into the hair.
On instinct, she wrapped her legs around the teenagers waist as he carried her over to the sitting bench of the changing room and sat down with her straddling him.
Something wonderfully, rigidly hard pressed into her core and Hestia found herself instinctively grinding herself down into it.
Even in her instinct fuelled daze and through his pants though, she could tell…it was big.
…Like really really big.
'Are they supposed to be that big?' she wondered idly, before dismissing trhe thought and getting lost in the kiss with Caelan, her hands roaming from his hair to his shoulder and back, just feeling him.
While he did the same, his hands greedily exploring her body, squeezing and groping at not only her butt, but her hips and breasts as well.
Finally though, Hestia had to pull back, just to get her breath back, panting deeply.
Even as she pulled her head away from his own though, a string of saliva connected their lips still.
One hand came up and she wiped lips, before like a puppet with its strings cut, Hestia slumped forward to lean against his chest, "…What do you think? Not bad for a virgin goddess, huh?" she giggled.
Caelan was silent for a moment, just panting deeply himself, before one of his hands came up and cupped her chin, tilting her head to look up at him, and as she peered up into his eyes, she swore his eyes had darkened with an even deeper lust, "I think…that we need to go home right now." he growled, at the same time he used his remaining grip on her waist to pull her down at the same time he ground up into her core.
A moan of surprise left Hestia's lips and she found herself wiggling herself into his grinding crotch.
"…Yeah…okay." she agreed, in a daze.
She had a really good idea of where this was going. But found she didn't mind at all, or rather, was eager to see it through to the end.
They separated a moment later, and in a rush, Hestia threw her original dress on haphazardly and gathered up all the clothing she'd tried on.
They left in a rush, paying on the way.
In total Caelan spent a total of one hundred and seventy nine thousand valis. But, the pair of them were much too inflamed with passion to really care.
And they rushed home, barely able to keep their hands off of one another.