8. Nolan
Chapter 8
Nolan
L isette’s face was completely red.
The smell wafting from her was even stronger now. My vines curled up even higher around her curvy thighs. “I’m not human. I do not understand some of these things.”
Lisette shook her head. “Yes, you were just a pumpkin a day ago.”
“I need help understanding some parts of my body. Like my penis and this smell.”
She threw her head back and groaned. “This is humiliating,” she moaned.
Was it what I was doing with the vines? I made another appear and wrap around her torso, the end of the tendril slipping underneath her shirt. She straightened her spine and sucked in a breath. “Nolan, what are you doing?” she whispered.
“You won’t tell me, and I’m trying to figure out if I’m causing this.”
“Let’s talk about your erection first!” she exclaimed.
“Oh, is that what it is?”
Lisette sighed and panted for a second. I liked her panting. It made her breasts jiggle nicely. “Yes. You have a penis. If…fuck, I hate this conversation.”
“I know what penises do in the wild.”
“Am I going to have to tell you about the birds and the bees?”
“I’ve seen the animals mate.”
She groaned again, and I sent the vine up higher on her body. Her throat bobbed, and she looked back at me. “Okay. So…” She sucked in another breath. “Your penis will rise when you're aroused.”
“Is that why I like your teats?”
Lisette’s mouth parted. “You like my…teats?” She blinked a few times, and another vine curled around her breast. Lisette struggled against the vines as she tried to rub her pretty thighs together. Seeing her struggle was absolutely delicious. She grunted and then sighed. “Oh, dear goodness. This is so weird.”
That delicious perfume filled the room more and more. “Tell me more.”
“You said you are lightly familiar with animals having sex. What else is there to know?”
My head tilted. “The smell? It’s making me harder.”
“Get your fucking vines off me, then!”
I blinked. “Is it from you?”
She dropped her head. “Shut up.”
“I was waiting for an answer. Why would I need to shut up?”
She panted. “I’m sorry. Maybe I’m a deviant, but you’re like turning me on.”
I laughed. “What is?”
Her eyes widened and her mouth formed a perfect oh. “Uh, the damn vines.”
“What is turning you on mean?”
Another exasperated sigh fell out of her mouth. “Aroused.”
“Which means?”
“Same as your dick being hard!”
I blinked. “You know you have magic? You could have busted out of these vines…I think.” I stood up and pushed the table far enough to sit on the table in front of her. In this position, it was obvious how hard my cock was. “If your face got any redder, I’d be afraid you’d explode.”
Lisette blew out a breath and steeled her jaw. “I know that I have magic.”
Another vine caressed her cheek. “Then use it.”
“Just release me.”
“The way you're wiggling in this seat is a marvelous view.”
“Noooooolan,” Lisette whined.
I waved my hand, and the vines disappeared. “Fine. You’re no fun.”
I slipped off the table and walked outside. “I’ll be waiting for you out here once you’re ready.”
And I’d have to wait for my erection to go away.