ass?”
“And there I thought that was just my own ambition for tonight,” I teased, then withdraw my fingers and rearranged myself so that I was kneeling before him, without a doubt giving him a great look at my ass as I bent over. “Let me know when I’m going too fast. In the meantime, just lean back and enjoy the ride.”
Wrapping one hand around his cock, I resumed stroking him. The other I used to spread his cheeks a little wider, to gain better access. Blowing softly, I watched with amusement as his rosette winked at me as he clenched at the sudden rush of air, then planted a soft, wet kiss there that instantly made him go still—except for his cock that jerked quite noticeably in my hand.
“What are you—“ he started, then cut off when he felt the tip of my tongue lick slowly but deftly over his pucker. It was obvious that he liked what I was doing, but the predictable protest followed as soon as his brain managed to catch up. “But I haven’t—you shouldn’t—”
“Relax,” I admonished gently, moving away just long enough to give him a reassuring smile. “This is the part where I remind you that I’m not human, even if my tits look oh so inviting to you. I can’t catch any diseases, and let’s just say that my sensibilities are differently oriented as well. Just as you’re starting to feel that same light tingle on your ass now that has your cock aflame, you don’t need to worry about anything. Trust me?”
He was thankfully very quick to nod, letting me resume my task presently. It was always so tedious if they protested at this point. It was nice that he didn’t.
It still took some light teasing and stroking for his physical resistance to wear down, but once he realized that I wasn’t going to back away, he eased up further. A little push, and I managed to poke my tongue into that ring of muscles so full of sensitive nerve endings. He shuddered in return, and I felt a little pre-cum leak over my fingers.
Good . He definitely was ready for the next stage.
Sucking some more on my fingers, I made sure to get as much saliva onto them as possible, then rubbed them sensually over his anus, before I started inserting one of them. Not only was my saliva full of pheromones that were quite stimulating, but it also worked wonders as a lubricant. I loved not needing to rely on the chemical stuff humans had to use instead, making this a much more intimate undertaking.
Like before, Garrett wasn’t too hard to convince to let me in, even though my motions were more insistent now. Within a minute I was brushing his prostate, using a slow, coaxing motion to massage it. He let out a low moan of contentment, silently urging me on. I was only too happy to oblige.
Once I felt him respond directly to my motions, I started inserting a second finger along with the first, making sure to go slow enough to never push him too hard. I could tell that it was a bit of a challenge for him at first, but after a minute or two of sucking his dick as an incentive to keep going, I had him comfortably taking what I wanted to dish out. The red haze of enjoyment thickened around him gradually, as if I’d needed another indicator for just how much he got out of this, aside from the noises he was making.
And me? I had a field day. Sure, just lying back and taking it while my victim pretty much made an all-I-could-eat buffet out of himself was easy, but not too rewarding in the long run—and two thousand years was a long time to get bored. Not all of them had been like that, but it wasn’t often that I found someone who was responding to me in the special way that Garrett did now.
My musing got cut short when he bucked his hips sharply to meet my hand, not only making my fingers thrust into him fully, but with enough increased speed to make him grunt.
“Is someone getting greedy?” I asked, a pleased smile on my lips. It could have been just the need for extra stimulation, but by now he was so worked up that
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