The morning before work

Arthur awoke, arms wrapped around the grass green sleeping beauty. His chest pressed into her back and his chin rested just barely on her shoulder, where it met the neck. One of his arms was pinned under her, and his other arm was wrapped around her midsection protectively, pulling her closer. He scootched himself up, and tilted his head back to nip one of her ears. She shuddered “Mmm, morning.” Her fingers entwined with his over her midsection. He grinned snuggling closer. The blanket was on the floor somewhere. She twisted suddenly, shoving Arthur onto his back. Her arm wrapped around his stomach and her legs twisted themselves around his. She pressed her face into his chest. “Don’t let me fall back asleep.” She complained sleepily. Arthur snorted. She was the one using him as a body pillow.

“Cmon. We’re going to be late for work.” Arthur didn’t want to get out of bed either. He peeled her off him. No easy feat, contested against the much stronger orcess. “Lexx.” He looked around. “I don’t have any clothes here, Lexx. Where’d you go?” He stopped. He smelled something. Arthur sniffed the air, as he opened Kira’s door. He wandered down the hall and the smell grew stronger, Bacon, eggs and pancakes with fresh syrup wafted down the hall.

In the kitchen he was greeted by another sight. Mata was cooking breakfast, in a maid costume?!?

She turned to look at him, grinning. “Bonjour monsieur.” She used the absolute worst accent he’d ever heard. Something from the Callene sun elves he was sure of it. “I ‘Ave made you breakfast.” He closed his eyes struggling to keep from breaking down. “Zere is ooofs et, bacon, et pancake.” He rubbed his face. “It’s so bad. You need to stop.” She gyrated her hips from the top of the step stool. “You arre go-ing to fill my ‘oles, oui? I Vant to suck your Cock!” He lost it. “What the hells is that? I don’t even know what that is!?!” He lost it. His shoulders shook. He was done, he was broken. That accent, it broke him. He couldn’t stop laughing. Mata turned off the stove, and portioned out four plates. She turned to hop back off the stool and found Arthur standing behind her.

He lifted her up in one smooth motion, depositing her ass directly on the counter. Then he got down on his knees lifting the mockery of the maid apron and pressed his lips against the inside of her thigh. His tongue found its target and began lapping. She shuddered and grabbed two handfuls of his hair to steady herself. “Oh fuck! I should- I should make you breakfast more often. Fuck!” His tongue was a machine teasing and lapping and swirling around her most sensitive areas. She could feel his hot breath on her. His hands grabbed her waist and pulled her closer into him. She groaned. “Fuck, Arthur! Yeah, oh fuck!” She started to grind into his face. As she got closer and closer her ankles locked themselves behind his head. She exploded. He lapped up her juices eagerly.

“Well, well, well.” Kira stood in the doorway to the kitchen. Mata panted heavily. “Mornin’ Kira. I made you breakfast.” Kira smirked evilly. “I’m not hungry yet.” Arthur poked his head out, as Kira walked over and put a hand on Arthur’s back. “Go sit at the table.” Arthur cocked an eyebrow but stood and moved as directed. She picked Mata up and plopped her into one of the dining table chairs. “Lexx, hold her there.” The maid outfit shimmered. And suddenly Mata was restrained in place. She struggled, but it was no use. Kira grabbed the plates off the counter and put one in each setting. “Go on. Eat. Mata it looks delicious.” Kira’s eye glinted.

Arthur picked up a fork and took a bite. It was good. Kira put the next two plates down. “Talk. We’re all friends here.” Arthur started confused. “I heard that you had a bit of a run in with Becky?” Mata finished her bite. “Yeah. Apparently she has special needs that need to be taken care of?” Arthur nodded. “It’s a legal thing. I guess we’re not supposed to ask about it.”

Kira smiled and sunk to her knees, crawling under the table. He was already naked so she just stuck out the tip of her tongue and… “Ah!” Now he got it. “S-s-so you tried some of the m-milk, huh?” Mata struggled against the bonds. No use. “Keep it going!” Kira yelled from under the table. Lexx’s tendrils began to explore. Mata huffed. “Yeah. Uhm. It made me sleepy. There was just so much.” Arthur inhaled sharply. He could feel the small tusks as her tongue swirled around his tip. “Um, it has a bunch of- um hormones. And stuff. Like to make you feel good.” He gripped the table with one hand. “I guess her and Dany h-have turned into an item.” He gritted out. Lexx had began to find sensitive spots as well and Mata squirmed. “G-good for them. I- can see it.” A tongue teased the underside of his shaft.

They struggled on keeping focus on the conversation. Arthur groaned out. “I heard that we’re getting a new intern- FUCK!” She started bobbing full speed and he couldn’t hold out any more. He pushed the table back with one hand with a careless motion. Kira’s mouth ran up and down his cock. One hand stroked him, and her other hand was between her own legs. He grunted again as she pulled his cock from her mouth, and switched to using both hands. He covered her face as his hips bucked away from the chair. Then he collapsed. Spent.

“Lexx, do you mind cleaning me up.”