Epilogue #5
As the minutes passed, her expression shifted from playful to primal.
She tilted forward a bit more, now totally concealing my manhood within her, though I could feel the tip brush inside her clit hood with every stroke.
Her breaths grew stronger, deeper, deep enough that I felt every exhale on my face.
I yearned to cup my palms around her hips.
Or her breasts. But she had my wrists pinned… and honestly that was pretty good too.
As she lifted herself upright, I could see the tension in her face, eyes pressed shut, jaw clenched, breaths hissing between her teeth. “I believe… that the main parlor… is eager to receive its guest.”
And the guest is… eager as well.
I briefly considered a quip involving balustrades, but simply nodded instead.
She bit her lip, slowly adjusting hip position until she caught my tip at her entrance… yet pushed no further. She released my wrists to slowly lift herself to vertical.
“Wow. You weren’t joking about not needing hands.”
“House Arazniros welcomes guests in its…” She tipped her head. “Not guest. Permanent resident.”
I liked the sound of that.
“Now then, Theo, let us both watch as little Theo disappears inside House Arazniros forever.”
“Forever?”
“I may let you out from time to time.”
“Good. Next semester could be a challenge otherwise.” I put a hand just below her belly button, imagining what was beneath.
And she lowered, slowly taking my shaft deeper inside her. It was magic, more magic than anything we’d learned in class.
A real disappearing trick.
Just the base remained visible.
Then her hips pressed against mine.
I glanced between the patch of amber hair and her eyes.
She clenched my manhood.
“Oh!” I said.
“House Arazniros likes to welcome its guests with a firm embrace.”
“That was quite firm.”
She licked her lips. “I can do better.”
My jaw dropped at the sensation.
She lifted my hand to her lips, sucking my index finger a moment. “You approve?”
I nodded.
She wiggled her hips atop me, adjusting, as if trying to get me even deeper, before starting a slow rocking forward and back. It was gentle, deliberate, and whether she intended it or not, it kept me deep inside her.
I caressed her thighs, squeezing, savoring the feel of muscles flexing under her skin as she moved.
She paused occasionally, clenching down on me, sometimes around the base, sometimes the tip, sometimes rippling between the two. Sometimes I’d even see hints of it from the outside; the tightening of her abs or a glint in her eyes during a particularly fierce contraction.
“I hope you don’t think me demanding asking for two services at once.” She spoke the words between strong but even breaths, as if pacing herself for a long athletic endeavor.
“Two services?”
Yet my half-question was answered a moment later as she wrapped arms around my back, pulling my torso upright, face straight into her breasts.
You are an exacting but fair taskmaster, and the working environment is most pleasant.
Regrettably, my witty retort came out as a mumbled slurp due to my mouth being full of breast.
It was a lovely breast, full and weighty, with a nipple firm enough to leave no doubt as to its owner’s desires.
As I circled one arm around her waist, the other gliding up between her shoulder blades to hold myself upright, she spoke.
“Darling consort, your stature is delightfully convenient for this particular…” She huffed a sharp breath, grip around the back of my head tightening.
“…position. The… the right one needs some attention, be a dear.”
Though the faint traces of oil and salt of perspiration hadn’t diminished my pleasure of the prior sucking, this was equally as good.
I alternated sucks and licks, savoring the feel of her erect nipple on my tongue, as the bucking of her hips grew sharper.
Her breaths became a staccato, her hips mashed onto mine, thighs crushing my hips between them. “Now. Please. Now. I need to feel you…”
I clenched my eyes shut as I climaxed. It was bliss. The way she pressed herself into me. And me into her. Nothing between us, deep as possible. My own spasms matched hers. I tipped my head to rest my cheek against her racing heart, my ragged breaths blowing over the inside curve of her breast.
Our climax drifted down into a wonderful trance in the cozy light of her bedroom.
The delightful fade out was punctuated by my stroking up and down her back, kissing the inner curve of her breast. Her kneading muscles at the base of my head, interior clenches now like a gentle caress compared with her vice grip from earlier.
I finally flopped on my back, mind in a haze.
“Sephi?”
“Yes, Theo?”
“The hospitality of House Arazniros is unrivaled.”
She glided fingertips along the cleft of my chest. “And you, darling consort, are an exemplary house guest.”
I took her hand in mine, kissing her knuckles.
She tilted her head. “But you’re not going anywhere just yet.”
Ah, the responsibilities of a consort can be arduous.
She clenched the base of my manhood.
But I shall endeavor to rise to the occasion.