Chapter Twenty #2
She laid Candy gently on her bed, her legs falling open for Votra immediately.
Every inch of Candy’s body was intoxicating — the delicate curve of her soft stomach peeking out from under the hem of her shirt, the divot in her hips that flared out into thick, luscious thighs. She wanted to worship it all.
So she did. She went down onto her knees and took one of Candy’s feet in her hands. Her lips found Candy’s ankle, trailed up the length of her calf. “So, you want to know what ta’qel means?”
“Yes,” Candy gasped, squirming under Votra’s touch.
Votra clenched her jaw against the rising tide of emotion swelling in the back of her throat.
“Its meaning is a bit more complicated than just one word. It does not have a direct translation in Universal.” She nipped the sensitive skin of Candy’s inner thigh, earning her a sharp whine.
“A qintaril’s ta’qel is the person that they choose to dedicate their life to.
It is not unlike a human’s spouse–but we do not necessarily have a ceremony to earn that title.
We are bound to our ta’qel until death and beyond. ”
A stubborn tear trailed down Votra’s cheek, and she blotted it against Candy’s thigh. “We only take one ta’qel our entire lives. And I have never felt right saying it to anyone until now. Until you.”
“Not even–”
“No. No one.” Votra didn’t want to hear Zeele’s name spoken aloud; not by Candy, not in this room. Never again, if she could. “I will be by your side for as long as you will have me.”
“Come up here, you romantic jerk,” Candy laughed through tears.
But Votra didn’t stop. She continued her trail of worshipping kisses up the length of Candy’s body, pushing her shirt up as she moved up Candy’s soft torso.
She took one of Candy’s nipples into her mouth, drawing it to attention against her tongue.
Candy whimpered, moving her hips up against Votra’s torso that was now settled between her legs.
Votra let her, shifting her weight down to give Candy even more to press herself against.
She shifted her attention to the other breast, giving the other nipple just as much attention. Candy clawed at her horns, drawing her thighs up to clamp against Votra’s sides. Her beautiful human was putty under the control of her mouth.
She trailed her tongue along Candy’s throat, and when their mouths finally reconnected, Candy tasted like coffee. How lucky would she be to have this whenever she wanted? To wake up every day with the love of her life, tasting the morning on her lips?
Votra pulled away, giving herself a moment to burn this memory into her brain. How Candy looked beneath her, hair sprawled out on the pillow around her in a soft, pink halo, skin flushed from her cheeks down to her chest, thighs trembling with want.
“You gonna stare at me all day or fuck me?” Candy whined, her thick thighs still clutching Votra’s waist.
Votra exhaled a chuckle. “I was admiring you, my heart,” she murmured. “Am I not allowed to look at you?”
Candy’s blush deepened, her hands skimming up the length of Votra’s stomach. “You can look at me. But I’d like it a lot if you looked at me and touched me.”
“Touch you where?”
“Everywhere. I just want your hands on me.” Candy squirmed beneath her, moving her hips up against her, desperate for friction.
Votra loved seeing her like this. “You have to give me instruction, ta’qel. Where do you want my hands?”
“Between my legs.” She captured one of Votra’s hands in her own, guiding it to her clothed pussy. She was already soaked, her arousal coating Votra’s fingers as she pushed her underwear aside and slid her fingers between her folds.
Her grip around Votra’s wrist tightened.
“Yeah, like that. Fuck me with your fingers,” she instructed breathlessly.
Votra pushed a finger into her slowly, and her walls immediately clenched around her.
Her finger pistoned in and out of her teasingly, and Candy’s little whines told her she was getting frustrated.
“More, Votra, I want you to fill me up.” She pushed her hips against Votra, desperate for the sensation that only one of Votra’s fingers couldn’t provide.
Votra liked seeing her come undone like this, wanting more, needing more. She rewarded her by introducing a second thick finger, which she immediately cried out at. “Yes, yes, thank you,” she gasped, arching her back off the bed. “Fuck me harder, baby, please, now.”
Votra thought about teasing her, about making her beg for it like Candy so loved to do to her. But she couldn’t bring herself to. She wanted to fuck Candy senseless, to leave her so sore that all she’d be thinking about during the launch party was being full of Votra again.
“Anything for you, my love,” she purred, and Candy balled the comforter into her fists. She curled the tips of her fingers inside her, brushing the spot that drew the most illicit of moans from Candy.
“There, right there.” Candy reached blindly for Votra’s hand, her thighs trembling, toes curled as she pressed Votra’s palm against her clit. She bucked her hips against her, free hand clamped over her mouth.
That wouldn’t do. “Let me hear you, please,” Votra all but begged, and Candy obliged, moans now spilling free from her kiss-swollen lips.
Votra palmed herself through her pants, every muscle in her body taut with the orgasm that crept closer and closer with every moan from Candy. Candy peered at her through her eyelashes, her lips parted as she gasped for breath.
“My poor baby, so fucking horny she can’t help but touch herself.” Candy’s words were stilted, interrupted by the little sounds of pleasure that she didn’t seem to be able to hold back. “I love when you do that. Watching me get fucked by you turns you on that much, huh?”
“Yes,” Votra moaned. Now that she’d been caught, she took her cock into her hand and stroked it, finally giving herself the attention she’d been so desperate for.
There was something she loved about Candy watching her get off, about seeing Candy so turned on by something that made Votra feel incredibly vulnerable.
Candy forced Votra’s hand out of her, and she immediately missed the feeling of Candy’s walls tightening around her fingers. “Fuck me with your pretty cock, then.”
Votra positioned herself over Candy’s entrance with a trembling hand, her entire body coiled so tightly she felt like she might burst the second she was inside her.
Her already stretched pussy took her so well, and Votra muffled her moans against Candy’s lips.
Candy drew her legs up and around Votra’s waist, locking her into place.
Fuck, she wasn’t going to make it at this rate. She rutted her hips against Candy the best she could, her moans mingling with Candy’s. She wouldn’t mind spending her entire day buried inside Candy, not moving from this bed for a second.
“Tell me to come,” Candy cried out, angling her hips to allow her clit to brush against the bundle of hard tissue at the base of Votra’s cock. “I wanna come for you.”
“Then come. Come all over me, my love,” Votra choked out, her stomach tightening with her own impending release.
Candy’s moans picked up in volume, growing sharper, needier as she came, her release coating Votra entirely.
Votra’s vision tunneled as she came as well, Candy’s tightness milking the seemingly endless supply of cum from her.
Her legs dropped from Votra’s waist, but she didn’t pull away from her, and Votra didn’t dare pull out. Her cock softened inside her, but she kind of liked the feeling of it, of being so close to Candy that they were physically attached to one another.
Votra collapsed on top of Candy, and she grunted at the sudden weight. “Tired?” she teased, trailing her fingertips across the back of her head.
“Not at all.” Votra could keep going all day at this rate. Once the post-orgasm sensitivity wore off, the knowledge of her dick still being nestled inside Candy stoked the fires of her arousal. It didn’t help that Candy was lazily grinding her hips against her, very clearly not sated either.
“Good. We have a lot of day to kill,” Candy said. She reached down to pull Votra’s dick from inside her, her beautiful, friction-swollen pussy glistening with a mixture of her release and Votra’s. “And you have a mess to clean up.”
Now Votra was definitely hard. “As you wish.”
Hours of distraction sex later, Votra had to force herself out of bed. Their comms had vibrated more times than Votra could count with reminders about the launch party from Xyxy.
The afternoon had definitely been a distraction, but now that the party was only about an hour away, the reality of it was starting to settle in again.
They took a shower together to wash away the afternoon’s activities, and as they dressed together, Votra found herself disappointed that Candy was covering up the body that Votra had so enjoyed being privy to all day.
But her dress was beautiful. It was a simple blue-gray satin slip dress that fell to her mid calf and clung to her hips. “Can I borrow a blazer from you?” she asked, clipping a small silver star clip into her now dry hair.
“It will be quite large on you,” Votra pointed out. She’d purchased a silky pink shirt for the occasion, one that she, as always, didn’t button up all the way. She pulled on her favorite black slacks, the ones she’d had for years that had practically melded to her body.
“I know what I’m doing,” Candy grinned as she took the blazer from her. Rather than pulling it on all the way, she let it settle on her shoulders and fall like a curtain around her.
She was right. She did know what she was doing. “I like how you look in my clothes.” Votra slid her hands under the blazer to rest on her hips.
Candy rested her hands on Votra’s chest. “And I like you in pink.” She rose to brush her lips along Votra’s jaw, and she shivered.
“You know, I am starting to appreciate pink much more than I ever have before.”