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Story: Accounting for Taste

She suddenly realized what he was waiting for.“Oh, it either happens cyclically, or you can just touch me or kiss me like you mean it.”

“Mean it?”

“I have some affection for you, Wenvari.We are bound together for the next five years.I have also been alone for about the same amount of time.So, if you don’t want me, I won’t take up your time, but if you do, you are going to have to start things.”

He smiled and caressed her cheek.“I can do that.I did not want to rush you.”

“Rush away.I can keep up.Well, as long as you can hold back.”

“Ah, they fixed that.May I demonstrate?”

“Are your hands clean?”

He grinned, got up, and went to wash his hands.He returned, yanked the sheet off the bed, and looked her over.He looked her over, head to toe.

“Doing an assessment of what you bargained for?”

“Trying to decide where to start.”

“Well, you can make a list and start at a different place every time.”Reem smiled.

He knelt next to her and bent to kiss her lips.“That is a very sound idea.You have sealed your fate.I am starting at the centre.”

Reem thought he was going for her navel, but he grabbed her leg, flipped it, and planted his kiss over her sex, exploring and licking, and she started to feel bolts of excitement shooting through her.Wenvari chuckled and spread her thighs apart from their clamped position around his pointed ears.

Reem blushed when her hair turned purple.Wenvari grinned.His marks were white hot to look at, and when he returned to her thighs, she heard a crackle of energy.His hair was lit with lightning.

She craned to see what he was doing as her body writhed against his mouth and then his fingers, but he pressed her back with his wing and continued driving her mad with his mouth.

Reem felt the tension building and gasped softly as the first release washed through her.The bite she felt on her inner thigh was matched with the crackling of energy against her clit.She yelped as the soft pinpoints of pain kept her orgasm going and going.He moved his wing, and she met his gaze.

He lifted his head and licked his lips.He moved the fingers that he had thrust inside her, and they gleamed brightly.She covered her mouth and mumbled, “That hasn’t happened for a while.”

“The climax or...”

“The slick on your hand.It’s why the machine was so soothing.It had lube.”

He slurped it off his fingers and smiled.“Well, you are deeper than my fingertips, which is good enough for a start.”

She felt the blush across her skin.“A start?What’s a finish?”

“We will find out.”He moved over her, and his erection pressed against her.The head moved and then slid into her, moving, stretching, and filling her.

Reem looked up at him; he filled her vision as he filled her body.She squeaked and grunted as he continued into her, and then, suddenly, he stopped.

“Look at me, Reem.I want to memorize your expression.”

She stared at him as he started moving, and he smiled softly as he led her body to pleasure and then did it again.

Reem woke up on a table in Wenvari’s bath chamber.His oiled hands were moving over every muscle group and rubbing until she was limp.She groaned and could see that her hair was grey-blue.

He was glowing grey-white and smiling.“There you are, Comptroller.Perhaps seeking your power a fourth time was too much, but I can’t regret it and will help you to retune your instrument.”

She spoke in a whisper.“Retune?”

“Yes, speeding your recovery means that we will be able to move together again.I have started at four different points and enjoyed them all.You have hundreds of other points to begin, and I wish to experience them all.”

She leaned up on her elbows as he rubbed at her lower back.“We don’t have to do them all right now.”