The Rite of Spring: The Priest of the Cunt

The Rite of Spring: Fragment 37

The Priest of the Cunt
in which Kiara gets a night's rest

Tan and I walked slowly along the corridor from Aonan's cell to the stairs. We didn't speak. We have been friends a long time. At the stairs, Tan said

"Goodnight, Kiara."

Priests in both our Houses get enough sex, the God knows. And among my people, it is not customary for women to have a preferred man, although some do; I never have. If I want a man, I can usually find one, after all.

But that night I wanted to be with Tan. I wanted it very strongly. The last few days, as we had worked together so much during the days, and put on our erotic performances for Aonan at night, had been good; sharing with him had been good. I was not hollow for him, but I wanted to be with him. I said so. He said

"old friend, I truly am going to pray... I am no stud tonight."

I said

"may I sleep beside you while you pray?"

So it was. I lay on his palette in his cell, watching the moonlight from the small window slide across the walls till I fell asleep, my head on his knees. As dawn was breaking he woke me, and ploughed me very gently, and then at last he did fall asleep, his head on my breast. And then I prayed, too.

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