♥ Aperitif avec orange ♥

At Emely’s words, Naera shrugged. “If you insist.” She pulled her hair to one side as she spoke, allowing the Feliax woman to press the spray to the side of her neck. Once she was finished, the redhead turned towards the door. “Now that’s done sir, I’ll leave you and Naera alone - I know how important private time is…” Naera’s hand grabbed the departing woman’s wrist. “You really don’t have to go, Emmz. I don’t mind sharing.” There was something in that tone that spoke to Dustin - the Caenii woman wasn’t actually asking for a threesome as much as she was wanting her friend there to help give her confidence. The normally composed shortstack lacking confidence wasn’t something he’d have expected - she might not have acted on her feelings before, but now that she had he’d have thought she’d have been calm about everything.

The fox girl hesitated at the other woman’s words, and so he decided to step in. “If we’re going to do this, I do sort of want you all to myself for the first time at least, Naera.” At his words, Naera’s cheeks flushed and her face broke into a giddy smile, her hand almost releasing Emely’s arm before he spoke again. “Of course, I do need to deal with the fact that my kitten was keeping secrets from me, so if you don’t mind we could do two things at once.” That got him two puzzled looks from the women, which he simply grinned by way of reply and beckoned them to follow him through to the ambassadorial bedchamber.

Once inside, he pulled Naera in for a hug, before turning her around to face away from him, wrapping his arms across her chest. The Caenii woman let out a little giggle of delight at the sudden boldness he was showing, before squeaking as he squeezed her tightly. “Just wait a moment please Naera while I take care of my business with a certain mischievous friend of yours.” His voice was soft, but there was a tone in it Naera hadn’t heard before, one which sent shivers up her spine. Glancing across at where Emely was stood a short distance away, Dustin smiled to himself. There was excitement, nervousness and happiness in the woman’s eyes - he knew how to press her buttons, and so he held off on his orders for a moment just to watch her stew.

“Undress for us, kitten.” He said at last, the words soft in volume but steel in tone. Emely jumped, then began to slowly strip; after a moment he sighed and repeated the command with a little more ****. “I said undress, not striptease.” She nodded, and proceeded to finish removing her outfit in the most utilitarian manner possible before folding her clothes into a neat pile and standing next to them, hands clasped behind her back. Dustin nodded approvingly, one hand idly moving to run across Naera’s chest seemingly without any thought, the green-skinned woman’s breath growing heavy as he did so. This was actually happening, and there was her friend completely naked and… Dustin spoke again, gesturing with his unoccupied hand towards one of the soft raised sections of the floor. “Sit up against that, kitten. Get comfortable.”

Emely nodded and moved, sinking down to sit cross-legged with her back against the soft cushions. One of her hands idly trailed across her lap, seemingly moving towards her sex before Dustin raised an eyebrow and she froze. “Put your hands on the floor next to you, kitten. One either side.” Emely did as she was told, her expression confused. Once she was seated, Dustin smiled at her and released Naera from his grasp. “Right. Since you apparently can’t be trusted to not get up to mischief, you are to stay there while I see where things go with Naera here. You are to watch only, no touching - yourself included.” That order earned a frustrated whine from the fox girl, but she nodded once more to show that she understood the rules.

With that done, he turned back to Naera. “I hope you don’t mind this. If you do, let me know - we can leave her here to stew in what she thinks we’re getting up to and go to my bunk instead. At least, that’s if I’ve not misread your intentions totally.” Naera’s mind was a Dustin-shaped mess at that point in time; the roller-coaster of emotions had done a number on her, so she opted for the simplest option and pulled her top over her head. Dustin’s eyes widened at the view underneath that garment - brown and white spots supporting a particularly impressive green chest; before he could comment however she’d turned around. “Would you help with this, captain?” she said, one hand waving in the vague direction of her bra clasp.

Dustin’s hands moved on automatic, undoing the fastening with little effort. Naera pulled the garment down over her arms and tossed it casually to one side, before hooking her thumbs into her trousers and tugging them down, bending at the waist as she did so in a way that rather prominently showed off her rear. Straightening back up and turning to face him, the Caenii woman gave a nervous grin, trying and failing to look confident; Dustin guessed it had something to do with his previous actions when she’d tried to show off her assets to him - but that had been in a very different context. Now, he looked her up and down, eyes lustfully taking in all of the shortstack’s curves in a way that turned her nervous grin rapidly into a delighted blush.

“You’re umm… you’re a little overdressed.” She said, gesturing at his pants and adding “do you want me to help with that?” Dustin shook his head, hands already reaching for his belt. “No. I think you deserve a proper welcome to the ship, and since you’ve decided that also includes you joining my relationships I think I can manage to undress myself. Why don’t you get comfortable while you wait.” Naera swallowed and nodded, before slowly settling herself down onto the mattress, lying back but keeping herself partially propped up on her arms so that she could watch him undress.

Dustin wasted little time in stripping off himself; the Caenii woman’s eyes widened slightly when his boxers hit the floor and she beheld his manhood for the first time. Seeing her expression he hesitated; it was an ego boost of a reaction to be sure, but with their different physiology… he’d not really considered any size related issues before, but Naera was a lot more compact than the other women in his life. The smile on her face a moment later however relaxed his worries, and he knelt next to her, running one hand over her soft green skin. Well, not entirely green he noted idly, leaning in to kiss her as his fingers traced their way towards her sex. Where a human would have darker or lighter patches of skin - the areola, or inside their lower lips - on the Caenii woman her green coloration made way for a warm orange. What trick of anatomy caused that he didn’t really care to think about right now, especially as she opened her mouth to his questing tongue - and a moment later to gasp at his touch as his fingers reached their destination.

Naera’s body reacted rapidly to his gentle stimulation, gasps turning into soft moans as he stroked her; breaking the kiss she bit her lip and looked at him pleadingly for a moment before reaching out to his shoulders and giving him a gentle push downward. He was pretty sure she was asking him to just hurry up and fuck her, but Dustin was already in a playful mood after having dolled out punishment to Emely, and as such had other ideas. With the barest of glances to check the Feliax was still obeying his instructions, he slid slowly down the plant woman’s body. She lifted her hips slightly and gave a murmur of need as he reached the appropriate level to penetrate her, followed by a confused hiss when he kept going. That hiss was barely voiced however before his swift descent had his mouth in range of it’s target.

Taking a firm grip on the woman’s hips, Dustin replaced his fingers on her sex with his tongue, dragging it up through her lips with one slow movement before flicking the tip across her clit. Naera’s legs twitched out at the sudden sensation, and her voice shifted into a soft moan of surprise. Taking that as an indicator he was in the right spot as far as her anatomy went, he took his time to really get to know his lover’s flower. Slow strokes and rapid swirls of his tongue had the green woman grabbing for the back of his head, trying and failing to hold him to any one action as he teased and coaxed her towards a climax.

Naera’s voice became a babble of nonsensical sounds as he proceeded to put all his experience into giving her the best head possible. As he went on, his grip on her hips grew harsher, working hard to keep purchase on the Caenii as she bucked up instinctively into the stimulation he was giving her. Her taste filled his mouth as he continued; a contrast from his other lovers, the woman tasted faintly vegetal - unsurprising perhaps given her species’ origins. As he pondered that thought, Dustin swirled his tongue rapidly around the woman’s nub - a final note to the work he had been doing between her legs that proved to be too much for Naera. With a sudden surprised cry of “oh starlight!” her whole body twitched upward as she came.

Dustin backed his face away carefully from the woman beneath him and smiled at her. “Good?” he asked once she had gotten her breath back, earning a weak punch on the arm. “Of course it was good, you oversized idiot.” That sounded a lot more like the Naera he knew and less like the self-conscious woman who’d won what she wanted and then not known what to do about it a short while earlier. Then he felt a rather insistent tug on his arm, and looked down into a pair of pale eyes framed by a spread of silver hair. “While I appreciate you eating anything I offer you, what’s a girl got to do to get fucked around here?” Naera said, grinning as she did so.