I sat back against the bed, quiet. I - could remember the last time I had had what we just shared. Just a soft, tender moment, between lovers. It had been a very, very long time. These days, everyone wanted hard, and fast. I usually went with that - I wasn't interested in affection, I wanted pain. But like I had told dawn girl - Amari, before. I knew when tender loving was appropriate. And here, when she was so scared, so afraid, of being alone - hurting her had not been on the agenda. Sure, it would have been would she knew. What she was used to. She probably wouldn't have stopped me, and left me aching for release.
But - I was trying to show her that there was another side of life. One not connected to misery and pain. One where she didn't have to hide behind ‘Scarlet’ to keep everyone away. She said something, softly, so softly that I missed it, lost in thought as I was. I blinked and slowly tilted my head to meet her eyes, only to find that she had looked down. It looked like her eyes were focused on my cock. What? I shook my head. “I-I'm fine, Amari. But you're probably needing to get off yourself. Lay back, dear. I - let me taste you.” I said it quietly.
“No.” She turned her eyes to the far wall. “I'm used to this.” She gave a small snort. “long story.”
She shuffled to rhe end of the bed then slid off to nestle between my legs, and the sight of red hair swaying between my legs made my heart and my cock ache.
She gently took my cook in her hand and began to slide her hand up and down its length. I Stifled a groan. “Dawn girl you don't have to-” Her hand glided to the tip, her thumb gentry rolling circles around it.
She looked up at me and looked as though she was about to say something, instead she leaned down, her hands shifting to lightly run her fingernails against the skin of m inner thigh as she took me into her mouth. She was soft, fuck and so warm. She was being gentle and the familiarity of her emotions both hurt and aroused me further.
Her tongue rolled against my shaft as she slowly bopped her head up and down, taking in more of me each time she want downward, every time she pulled away she sucked and every time she pressed further forward till I could feel the hot breath from her nose tickle my skin. I tangled my hands into her hair and let out a rolling groan. This was - sweet merciful moon I had missed this. It felt like she knew exactly what to do, her tongue flicking and coiling around me as she moved her head back and forth. There was no denying it. ‘Ri was there. No, she was Ri - she just had different memories.
I dropped my head back and thumped it against the wall as she cupped my balls with one hand and began to gently massage them. She made sweet little groans as she increased her rhythm. She pulled back to lap up the precum and then fell back down my length. I groaned and rolled my hips, and began gently massaging her scalp.
“I am - ung- going to be returning this, Dawn girl.” I finally managed to find my breath from her gentle ministrations, enough to speak. I felt her snort, a heavy blow of hot air from her nose against my skin. Then, the faint graze of teeth as she pulled away then forward again. Moving faster. She drew away from my cock to focus on the tip; her tongue prodding and exploring it, lapping up mixtures of her saliva and my own fluids. She gave a soft gasp then wrapped her lips around me again and took my entire length into her wet mouth.
I let out a rattling groan that shook my frame. Moon. If she continued like this I'd be shooting straight down her throat in a few moments. I started to pull her away trying to guide her warm, wet, sucking mouth off of me.
She had none of it. She refused to let go, if anything me trying to push her away only egged her on, her tongue rolled round my shaft as she sucked. Shifting back and forward. Dammit...she always did this, I should have known. “Ri- Ri, love, you've got to stop, I'm - I'm about to -” Damn it woman why did you ohhhh fuck.
She pulled back, just enough to tilt her head up. She stopped sucking and made a gurgled choking noise as she attempted to swallow as I continued to shoot into the back of her throat. Again I tried to pull away but she wouldn’t have it. I moaned softly as I glanced down at her, half lidded eyes focused on her task, a thin translucent strand of drool falling down her chin. Soft red lips still working me as she continued to swallow my load, and I swear she smirked at me as she dragged her tongue up the bottom of my length, coaxing more cum out of me. Finally she pulled away, her throat working as she swallowed, and her pink tongue darted out to lap me once before she leaned back.
She wiped her mouth with the back of her hand then...fuck me she licked her lips and I swore I heard the faintest ‘mmmm’ sound come from her. She kept her gaze away from me. I stared are her for a long moment before I stood up, swinging myself off of the bed.
“Do you want to me on your back, or do you want to straddle my head.” My tone was very calm and even. And hungry
She snapped her gaze back to me. “W-what?” I tilted my head to the side.
“I'm going to eat you out. Do you want to be on your back, or do you want me on mine?” I was not even mentioning an option where this didn't happen.
She shook her head and stood, again licking her lips. Dammit woman… I wasn’t some sort of treat. “I don’t think that’s….a good idea. You - you keep calling me things you should not be calling me.” Her eyes finally shifted to stare at me. “Were you even aware?” I stopped breathing for a moment. Things I should not be calling her? Like - oh. I swallowed once. Then I narrowed my eyes at her.
“That - I won't be able to call you anything while my mouth is busy. Make your choice.” I was not going to let her go and suffer the equivalent of blue balls - and I was not going to let her deny me the chance to treat her as tenderly as she needed.
“N-No Hunter.” She clearly thought about it, and wanted it. “This isn’t healthy for-”
I stepped closer to her, pushing into her space. I stared down into her eyes, and very calmly repeated myself. “On your back, or me on mine? You need this, dawn girl. Please. Let me.” Damn it woman stop denying affection and care.
“Make me.” She hissed. “I don’t….need-I don’t need anyone. I don’t need reciprocation.”
I calmly set my hands know her shoulders, and shoved her down onto the bed. Before she could try to move away, my hands wrapped around her hips, pinning her in place. I ignored the burning as my skin touched hers, and knelt down. I dragged her to the end of the bed, and without giving her an opportunity to escape, I shifted her so that her legs were hooked over my shoulders. I stared up into her eyes for a moment, silver eyes boring into hers. Then I bent down and slid my tongue along her folds, gently and softly.
Despite her saying she didn’t need anything, her body -oh her body did. She was drenched, and as my tongue worked into her, her hips bucked and rolled beneath me, driving my face further in. I complied, breathing deep before I closed my eyes and began thrusting, twisting and folding my tongue as I moved it around. There was nothing hurried in my actions, but slow, methodical care, as I fell into a routine that I had done countless times.
