A Good Mating Time

AYSU

“What was going to be your last prayer?”

“Huh?” Aysu looked up at him after he broke the little silence that managed to seep in after she struggled with taming her wild laughter for a while.

“When that man tried to attack you, you mentioned that you were about to say a prayer. What was it going to be?”

With a slight squeeze of her lips, Aysu plunged herself into a few seconds of thinking. While he watched her do that, Ximun silently hoped that her prayer had something to do with him.

“Hmm.” Aysu shook her head. “I don’t know what I could have possibly prayed for. I didn’t get a chance to say any prayer.”

“Oh.”

“Why do you seem disappointed?” She questioned, her head pushing out as she focused her eyes on him. “Wouldn’t it be weird if I had a last prayer readily set in my mind?”

“Of course it would be. I was just wondering, that’s all.”

“I see.” Aysu smacked her lips and eased her position. “What are we going to do when we reach our new chamber?”

Ximun almost laughed. “Why are you asking as though you don’t know?”

“Are we going to go straight to that?” Aysu was trying to push a certain agenda. “Shouldn’t we eat something? We need strength after all.”

“I’ve got enough strength for both of us.”

“But-” Aysu’s incoming words didn’t get to land because Ximun abruptly reached for her hand and with very specific steps, he moved till her back was pinned against the nearest wall. “Xi… Ximun.”

Their breaths drew closer the moment their eyes met and they both could tell that they would not be making it to their room which they were surprisingly yet to reach.

“Is it weird,” Ximun found the roots of her hair, “that you are sexier with the crown seated on your head?”

“I am always sexy,” Aysu returned, the urge to feel his lips against hers growing and raging inside her. To contain that feeling, her hands pulled into fists and she placed them on his back while his body continued to lean towards her. “I think I am allowed to be sexier.”

“So,” his nose played with hers, “should I make my Queen feel even sexier?”

“Your Queen doesn’t mind that intention,” she replied.

“Right here? Or in our new room?”

“Anywhere.” Before Ximun could reply to her, Aysu dragged his lips to hers and fully initiated the kiss the both of them were trying to stall for whatever reason.

From there, a huge ball of desire was released. As though very starved of intimacy, Ximun and Aysu kissed with all they had. Their lips connected on a level neither ever knew could exist and with that connection, other parts of their body came to each other with passion.

“Hmm,” Ximun moaned into their kiss as Aysu reached for his hair and caressed a portion. He tilted her head in a very seductive way and soon, with their raging connection, their position changed and they were both heading for the floor which was thankfully rugged.

At this point, they had fully accepted the fact that they were about to advance their intimacy in that open space. So, with consideration of the beauty of their respective attires, they took short breaks from their kisses. Those breaks were filled with intense eye contact and short laughter while they took off each other’s clothes as slowly as possible.

“I can’t wait to feel every part of you once again, Aysu,” Ximun confessed as he pulled down the zipper of her dress. At this point, Aysu had successfully gotten rid of his shirt and the only obstructions left were his trousers and shoes.

Aysu, on the other hand, while wearing a smile, was still struggling with her gown. She turned her back to face Ximun so that he could properly tackle the gown which also came with ropes.

Ximun pressed a long kiss on her shoulder while his hands worked on those knots. Seconds later, he said, “There is a lot of tying back here.”

“Be careful with it. It mustn’t rip.” The sternness in Aysu’s tone told her that it was possible that the gown delay would make their growing intimacy diminish. So, as Ximun cautiously did as he was asked, her right hand slid backwards and it searched until it felt Ximun’s crotch.

The man jerked in response. “Aysu…” His tough voice breathed.

“I am not trying to distract you,” she said while her body shifted a little towards his chest. “I just want to touch you.”

“Well, I am always yours.” Aysu gently honked one of his balls. That made his breath hitch. When he got his voice back, he said, “Once I am done with this gown of yours, I will take over. So…”

“Shh.” Aysu’s hand was skilful enough to pull down his zipper without her having to look. Soon, the warmth of his penis was in her grasp and all that was left was for her to touch Ximun in a way he would never forget.

Thankfully, the seamstress was unique about tying the gown’s ropes, so it was taking Ximun some time to solve the puzzle. That gave Aysu an advantage which she grabbed without hesitating.

“Ah,” Ximun gasped in slight pleasure the moment she started to slowly yet precisely stroke him. “Damn, Aysu.”

She could not see him but she could imagine that his eyes were struggling to stay open. So, she chose to improve her tactic.

Two fingers found the head of his dick and with the aid of the little wetness she felt there, she began to massage him over and over again.

“Shit, Aysu.”

“I am good at this aren’t I?” Aysu was proud of herself even though in the deepest part of her mind, she wished that he would be done with her gown already. Her entire body started yearning for him the moment his lips touched her skin.

“You are, my beautiful Queen. And it is truly admirable. But…” Aysu felt a little looseness in her gown. “... it is time for me to take over.”

Ximun eased himself out of her grip and soon, Aysu was down to her undergarments which were soon tossed to the ground. Once Ximun was stark naked just as she was, he scooped her off the floor and with a speed she never knew any man to have, he raced to the far end of the corridor where the light of the day could not reach.

Then, he set her on the floor and hovered above her while he ensured that his growing thickness probed her and reminded her that she initiated that erotic moment.

Ximun looked deep into her eyes and said, “We have to make this moment the most beautiful.”

Aysu’s thick breaths responded, “We do.”

“So,” he pushed some strands of her hair aside, “ you are willing to take me right now?”

“That’s all I want.”

“Then, spread your legs for me.”

Her legs, without hesitation, shot into the air. And Ximun, while he maintained eye contact, slid to that very sensitive region which he managed to tease with his breath.

Aysu started to expect his kisses, but he instead flicked her clit and asked into her vulva, “So, what is the first thing you’ll be doing as the Luna Queen?”

Aysu frowned a bit. “I thought we were having a good mating time. Is this some kind of interview?” Without thinking much, she closed her thighs together. “I don’t sleep with people that want to have sex only for the reason of getting something from me.”

Ximun chuckled and pried her lap apart. “Easy now, my Queen. I am not trying to be dubious. It is said that,” he continued gently touching her clit, “the first thing a Luna Queen does right after her coronation determines how subsequent days will be.”

Aysu scrunched her lips. “The first thing I did was to kiss you and play with your dick. So how will that determine subsequent days?”

Ximun laughed. “Are you always this direct?”

“Don’t stop touching me, Ximun,” Aysu warned. “This moment must happen.”

“And it will.” Ximun adjusted his position and the next thing she knew, his lips latched onto her entire vulva and he sucked with a fragility that made Aysu shake for some seconds.

“Oh, damn,” she moaned. “Ximun that’s-”

“There’s a mating ball happening in two days.”

Aysu’s lax position instantly changed and her upper body sprang up. “Why are you telling me that?”

“You are meant to oversee it as the Luna Queen.”

Aysu’s brows arched. “But…”

“There is no but.”

“How do I oversee that? I am very new to this.”

Ximun remained between her legs while his eyes met hers. “All you have to do is show up. If you don’t, people will be vicious about your absence and they will come after you and-”

“Whoa. All I wanted was a good mating time. What is all this pressure?”

“I might forget to tell you later, so I-”

“You could have sent someone to tell me that. Now, you have ruined the mood.”

“But-”

“You are not so smart are you?” Aysu asked. “You don’t speak about other things when you are sharing an intimate time with someone. I think that is common sense.”

“I know it’s stupid of me, Aysu. But I will be away for a while and-”

Aysu was trying not to be angry, but Ximun’s relaxed form prevented her from stopping her fury. So, she got up, her breasts and ass feeling the chilliness of the day.

“I am out of here.”

“Aysu, where are you headed?” This time, it wasn’t Ximun who spoke. it was her father, Beta Richard, the man she had been itching to meet once again.