♥ The vegetarian option ♥

Naera whined as Rye undid the clips that helped her stay on the buzzing, rotating wonderland of a toy. Lifting herself free she half-stumbled into the blonde’s waiting arms. “Do we have to leave the toys?” she grumbled as Rye led her to a clear part of the floor, adding “couldn’t we put on a show with them?” as the bunny girl helped her lie down.

The touch of Rye’s fingers on her inner thigh, rough with the stress of engineering work silenced her complaints, followed by the Rabyth’s lips making contact with her skin just above where the machine had already given Naera her first orgasm of the evening. Emely and Bleu had shifted around in the aftermath of their own tryst, and Naera became aware of their gazes on her right as Rye flicked her tongue out to taste the plant woman’s sex.

The combination of her other lovers voyeurism and the bunny girl’s tongue was electric. Naera arched her back, hands scrabbling at Rye’s ears as she let out a throaty moan, before dropping her hips back to the floor as the engineer moved to a constant, swirling teasing of her body. That was the issue Naera always had playing with Rye; the Rabyth woman was just so damn good at what she did with her mouth.

One of the bunny girl’s hands moved, and a remote was pressed into Naera’s palm. From between her legs, a muffled voice sent vibrations through her cunt as Rye spoke. “It’s my toy, put on a show.” Trying to work out what the other woman meant while her brains were being scrambled by an impending release was hard, but Naera guessed the remote was for something Rye had dreamed up and so pressed the activation button.

From the pile of toys, the whine of anti-grav filled the room as a small platform moved behind the bunny girl. Naera was dimly aware of Emely letting out a low whistle as Rye’s tongue briefly flickered lower, dipping inside her soaked cunt before resuming it’s teasing of her clit. Then, a mechanical whirring noise came from whatever this toy was, and Rye shook her hips slightly before pausing her oral work to rest her head against Naera’s abdomen and let out a lustful moan.

The gap in her partner’s ministrations gave Naera enough focus back to raise herself up slightly, tugging nearby pillows behind her back so that she could watch the nude form of her lover. Said lover was currently still moaning into Naera’s cunt as the mechanized toy behind Rye slid slowly between the blonde’s slick folds. On the bed nearby, a soft gasp drew her attention; Emely had clearly recovered from Bleu’s pounding and had snaked her hand down between her legs, teasing at her clit as she watched the sapphic scene playing out in front of her.

Sudden sensations from Naera’s clit jerked her attention back between her own legs. Rye had apparently gotten enough brainpower back to resume eating the plant woman out, although the firm tonguing was still interspersed with throaty gasps and moans. Naera tangled her fingers in the blonde’s hair, not wanting the pleasure to end this time as she clicked the remote again, speeding up the thrusting, spinning device between Rye’s legs.

The sudden cry from her lover rippled through Naera’s thighs as the toy worked it’s magic. Rye’s oral skills were failing under the onslaught of the device; her tongue becoming sloppier, it’s movements more erratic as the Rabyth’s moans sent shivers through the plant woman’s core. Despite the lack of control, the combination of oral effort and the view of the bunny girl coming to pieces between her legs was doing a lot for Naera and she could feel her own climax building once more.

From the bed, the sound of fingers moving rapidly on aroused sexes filled the air; Bleu whispered something to Emely that Naera couldn’t make out over the pulsing of the blood in her ears as her own release approached - but she made out the Feliax woman’s soft moan of “oh yessss” a moment later. Rye’s tongue was little more than a flat vibrator against her clit now, all talent and practice gone as the bunny woman pressed forward and moaned from the sensations her device was making her feel.

Dragging the bunny girl’s face up and down to position the ridges of the Rabyth’s tongue in the best possible position, Naera breathed deeply then clicked the remote again. Rye’s scream of pleasure was muffled by Naera’s thick thighs, the vibrations rippling through the Caenii and tipping her over the edge. The world went white as her legs locked behind the blonde’s head, a scream of “Starlight!” ripping from her throat and her juices coating the other woman’s face.

When Naera regained enough sense to let go, Rye was tapping her insistently on the hip. As she relaxed her legs, the bunny girl took an overly dramatic breath and grinned; Rye’s face glistened from Naera’s release, and her dazed expression - as well as the sodden bedding beneath her - indicated that the Rabyth had also ridden her toy to an explosive completion at the same time.

“I said we should put on a show Nae-nae, not that ya should try and drown me in your cunt. Not complaining tho, ya taste good as always.” Rye winked up at her, then winced and wiped her face to clear the sticky aftermath of their tryst. Then, glancing sideways the bunny girl gave a low whistle. “Cogging hell, bubbles. Ya intending to look like a porn holo?”

Naera turned, the remnants of her orgasm fading and gasped. On the bed, Emely sat between Bleu’s legs - or at least, where the slime woman’s legs would normally be. Bleu had returned to something far closer to her natural form, retaining only her upper torso while her lower body had turned into a ball, from which tendrils were extending to toy with the redhead’s nipples. As Naera looked lower, she realized two further tendrils were between Emely’s legs; one teasing at her clit while the other appeared to be pressed inside the woman’s sex.

The Queri medic gave a shrug; a gesture which in her current state sent ripples through her entire body and earned a throaty moan from the Feliax woman. “It’s easier to do more than one thing at a time like this. Far easier than the double cock trick.” Then she gave a wicked grin. “I could probably handle all three of you at once this way, if you’re brave enough to try chief engineer.”

Rye glanced at Naera for a moment, then nodded. “I’m game, bubbles. But err… the no bunny-butt thing still stands, ok?” In response, Bleu gave a long sigh before sprouting several more tentacles which womanhandled Rye up and into place alongside Emely. “First of all, I love you and your butt you nerd so I’d never do something you don’t want.” The doctor said, tendrils wrapping tight around the bunny’s breasts in an imitation of rope bondage. “Second, I’m not putting anything in anyone’s butt without adjusting my membrane to make sure I don’t absorb anything by accident, and that takes more effort. It’s a default for my party-trick cocks, but for these…” and here the Queri caressed Rye’s cheek with one long tendril before sending it down to tease at the woman’s clit before adding “…I go for softness and sensation.”

Naera watched, eyes wide as Rye was effectively bound in Bleu’s embrace, a whimpering moan dragged from the Rabyth’s throat as she was subjected to both a very talented and anatomically aware lover’s attention and her preference for restraints all at the same time. As Rye sank into bound bliss, Bleu cocked an eyebrow at the Caenii woman watching the three-way. “What about you, Naera?”

The plant woman considered joining her submissive friends in enjoying their lover’s attention, then shook her head. “Thanks, Bleu, but Rye had me seeing stars then. Any more and I won’t be able to cook - and those two are going to need a post-fuck snack at the very least. Any preference for food yourself?” The medic shrugged, drawing yet more moans from her bound playthings. “Currently, I’m getting a lot of sweet filling from the two ladies. Something with some salt in? Without Dustin around, that’s a harder flavour to come by.” Naera giggled at the pun, then nodded and returned to her cooking. This was a fun evening indeed.