Find What's Good

Chimera's skin tingled with pleasure as Reila continued working over his neck, back and sides. He felt her slender frame sliding over his body as she touched him and it didn't go unnoticed. It was very much noticed. When she playfully hugged his hips, the brutes uh... little brute... jumped to attention. Even if he believed that this shouldn't be happening in this way, he obviously liked it.

Reila had been a slave and so he imagined she was skilled in the art of pleasing a man. However, all of this seemed natural. It didn't seem like she was using any tricks on him or anything of the sort. To Chimera, Reila was just doing what she wanted, what felt right to her. He was proud that she had come so far, but gods... she was making this difficult.

Then she asked him to roll over, her maw close to his ear and Chimera clenched his teeth tightly together. "That's not very wise," he began, knowing that his arousal would be evident the moment that he rolled over, but as he turned to tell her, he noted the need in her blue eyes. She was trying. This was what Reila wanted. Not Reila the slave, but Reila herself. Danger signs flashed in the brutes head, but... with a sigh, he rolled onto his back.

"Speech"