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Tenzin

“ T hat was delicious,” Gwen told me as she finished her funnel cake. Powdered sugar covered her face. She threw the paper tray in the trash bin. It was one of my favorites, especially with whipped cream and strawberries.

The fair was busy, as children ran around excitedly, people ate and chatted, and the sounds and smells of my teenage years surrounded us. The mid-August heat pressed down on us, the breeze easing it only slightly. I should have worn short sleeves.

“You have powdered sugar on your nose.” I reached over and brushed her soft skin with my thumb. Her eyes closed as she leaned into me. Last night she’d needed so many snuggles that I’d fallen asleep on their couch with the two of them. At least Clark had a long and wide , comfy alpha-sized couch.

Gwen required a lot of love and care. Especially if she was going to successfully transition from being a student that hid in the shadows to a professional athlete. I could do that.

“Let’s ride some rides?” Clark suggested, holding the stuffie he’d won for Gwen.

“I’d like to ride the bubble wheel.” Gwen pointed to a sky wheel made up of little bubbles, that looked like the passenger could see out, but you couldn’t see in.

That had potential. We passed a fun house. Using my phone, I bought us some ride credits.

“Firecracker, can I chase you through the funhouse?” I whispered, pulling her close.

“What do you get if you catch me?” Her voice became breathy as her minty scent flared with desire.

I nuzzled her soft cheek with my nose. “A kiss.”

More, actually. I could smell her desire and I needed her to relax before my alpha took over and decided the best way to settle her was to sit her on my cock.

After that moment with Clark, I realized I did want them. I just needed to move slowly. And start with her. Put her needs above mine.

Right now, she needed to come.

“You want her alone?” Clark asked, biting his lower lip. He might sense it, too.

“Please. Meet us by the exit?” I bribed the ride operator to let us go in alone and give us a little extra time before he let in more people, but it wasn’t popular like some of the other rides.

Taking her hand, we walked in, surrounded by mirrors and tilted floors. I leaned in and whispered one word in her ear. “Run.”

Gwen took off running. She wore that white sundress–a bold choice for a fair–along with her boots and hat.

While I was aware our alone time in the funhouse was finite, I wasn’t in too much of a hurry, as I followed the sounds of her boots. Suddenly, they stopped.

“Are you hiding from me, Firecracker? We’re playing tag, not hide and seek.” I rounded the corner and caught a bit of white fabric as she disappeared. Picking up the pace, I continued until mirrors surrounded us. She squeaked, then ran, but got disoriented by all the mirrors.

I got no fear from her minty scent, only desire.

In a few steps, I closed the gap between us and grabbed her by the waist. “Caught you.”

“I concede.” She turned to face me, tipped up her head, and booped me on the nose with her finger, nails painted sparkly pink.

Leaning down, I gave her a sweet peck on her lips. Sure, she got caught, but I needed to be gentle with her. I pressed her into the mirror, making sure one of my thighs was between her legs as I devoured her mouth.

One of my hands ran down her body, toying with her nipples through the thin fabric. I’d been wanting to do this for some time. We hadn’t done more than snuggle.

Gwen ground into me, hard, as her hands cupped my ass, pulling me into her as she got me in just the right place for maximum friction.

“Good girl,” I murmured, as one hand worked under her dress. “Take what you need. My firecracker needs to pop so badly.”

Ooof. That was cringy. She kept kissing me, rubbing herself on my thigh. Her panties grew damp as I caressed her through the fabric. Releasing her lips, I sucked on her neck.

Her breath caught and her chest shook.

“Let go and come for me like a good girl,” I growled. She ground against me hard one more time, then an orgasm shuddered through her body.

“Tens,” she breathed, as she looked up at me in a way that made my heart explode.

I bundled her in my arms, her body still pressed between me and the mirror. “That’s my girl. You’re going to feel so much better now.”

Also, I selfishly did this so I didn’t lose control.

For a long moment, I held her in silence, peppering her head with tiny kisses, as I took in her heady scent. “Are you okay? I didn’t push you, did I?”

“It was perfect,” she sighed. “I’ve been wanting you to touch me for so long.”

“I enjoyed touching you. We should go.” I kissed her nose. My dick was hard, but this was about making her feel better.

If at some point she asked for more, I wouldn’t say no.