She knew exactly why she could hear sniffing sounds and shot her hand down to cover her pubic mound right before he tried to bury his snout against it! Thinking about sex had made her dream it, and now she was turned on.
As always, when she now dreamt anything sexual, it was in that floating darkness with Orpheus floating around her and touching her.
His head reared back sharply when he punched himself with the back of her hand, his eyes flashing open to blue.
“Sorry,” he said, grabbing his snout with his hand like he’d lightly hurt himself – to find he’d lifted her skirt with it. He threw his hand out from underneath it as his eyes turned a reddish-pink. “I fell asleep? I was too comfortable.”
“I guess you were tired,” she said, trying her hardest not to laugh at the predicament he’d found himself in because of his sleeping state. “It’s okay, I fell asleep too.”
The fireplace now only had embers, and the candles around them were low in wax, telling her they’d both been out for quite some time. Outside was pitch black.
He turned his head to look that way, figuring what she had as well.
Her eyes ran over the long twirling spikes of his horns.
“You know, I never gave you your gift before we left.”
His orbs flashed bright yellow. “May I have it now then?”
“Here, let me up. I’ll go get it.”
He released her completely as he’d still been crowding around her lap. She went to her room, collected what she needed, and then came back to find him standing. Pointing to his own chair, she got him to sit and made him hold out his hand.
She placed her gift inside the palm of it.
He examined it with his other hand while pulling on one of the items to lift it into the air. On a thick length of twine were beads that had been threaded with a black bead, then a sky blue one, and then a purple one, repeated three times until it reached a jingle bell.
At first, she’d planned to make him a bracelet or something he could place in his room, but then this idea came to her.
“I thought maybe you could tie them to the centre of your horns.” She worried the inside of her bottom lip. “But if it’s too noisy, you don’t have to.”
“Could you put them on?” he asked, gesturing for her to take them. “I cannot reach that far properly.”
She took them, and just as she went to walk around him, he grabbed the back of her legs and pulled her onto his lap.
She released a small squeak of surprise since she’d never sat on him before.
Her thighs were spread over his with her knees tucking into the space between his legs and the chair. He turned his head to the side to show her his intention. She carefully attached it to his horn, halfway between the base of his skull and where the first spiral began.
It rang quietly when he turned his head the other way so she could attach the second one.
“So, what do you think?”
She sat back onto his thighs while placing her hands on her lap and awaited his response with uncertainty.
“They are distracting.” He shook his head, making the bells ring. “But they will make me think of you when they jingle.”
He shook his head some more, even nodded up and down just to make them ring. Reia’s chest flooded with a heavy emotion she couldn’t distinguish. His words had gouged at her heart – like he was trying to reach into it and take it for himself.
She grabbed his snout with both hands and kissed the very tip of it with her eyes clenched shut tightly.
How can a Duskwalker be this charming?
When she started to pull back while opening her eyes, her eyelids fluttered to see his orbs had turned bright pink. It was odd to see them this colour, how blazing it was. This was only her second time seeing them like this.
“Your eyes are—” Before she could finish, Orpheus placed his hand around the back of her head and drew her closer to
swipe his tongue over her lips to return her kiss.
Long and flat, her toes curled when he did it again and the overwhelming need to greet it washed over her. Reia licked him back, almost moaning at the feeling of it brushing over her tongue and the light taste of him that greeted her.
He did it repeatedly, his eyes remaining that bright flamingo pink and stealing all her attention except for returning each lick. Her hands clasped the front of his shirt in tight little fists.
Desire flipped in her belly and sent a quiver through the inner walls of her pussy. Wetness grew at her entrance when he tilted his head to lick harder and the bells rattled slightly, and he bobbed his head just to make them do it louder.
Fuck. His large hands circled her between her waist and hips to almost wrap her middle completely in them. It caused her body to send a wave of goosebumps over her skin at the heat of them. I want him. She parted her lips to see if he would dip his tongue between them and he did, licking the entire hollow of her mouth. I want him so much.
Purple flashed in his orbs, showing her she wasn’t alone in this, before going back to pink like whatever emotion it represented was stronger at that moment.
Reia pulled back and covered her mouth to hide just how deeply she was panting. It was pointless. She no doubt knew he could smell her arousal on her.
“Orpheus,” she huffed, her body thrumming. “I want you to touch me freely.”
Reia didn’t know how to instigate this. She’d never had sex before and didn’t know how she was supposed to bring them there naturally.
“Of course,” he rasped, his eyes finally turning purple to remain there. He leaned forward to lick across her neck while he tried to pull her skirt up with her knees leaning on it. “I’ve always wanted to touch you outside of the bath.”
“N-not here. Can we go to your bed?”
