Why not?

Of course a single human woman didn’t exactly compare to home, with your cadre of servants dedicated to your every whim, but, that’s life. She was attractive though. Her dark hair cascades around her shoulders and her eyes were beguiling pools of cool clean water. You lean in close, letting your naked form slide against her. Mouth positioned against her ear you whisper “I’m sure that I can find a more… personal way to thank you.” She shudders. Her skin flushes as her words catch in her throat. “Um, I…”

You guide her hand down to your waiting cock, feeling a small gold band around her finger. She begins stroking. Before you know it she’s up on the counter, her garments discarded on the floor. Light freckles dance across her caramel skin. Kisses trail down her midsection and you find yourself on your knees. Never let it be said that you are anything less than a generous lover. Her breathing intensifies as you tongue makes circles across her clit. “What are you-“ her question is cut off with a sharp moan as you apply a little more pressure with your tongue. She’s clearly never been treated this well. Poor thing.

You aim to fix that though. You grip her waist pulling her towards your tongue. Her skin radiated heat. “My hu-“ she yelps as you ramp up your effort. Her hips buck as shes suddenly unable to speak, hot juices fill your mouth as her knees clench around your head. She lets out an animal sound as her back arches and fingers thread through your hair, pulling roughly.

The door chimes.