Returning to Sarvas Part 13 - Dheqae and Stisea

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As Ahsch made his way over, Dheqae and Stisea watched - the former with an eager, intrigued gaze; the latter from behind hooded, lust-clouded eyes. When he arrived, he reached out, his hand flattening against the smaller satyr’s belly, then sliding down, his hand replacing Dheqae’s and his fingers slipping inside Stisea’s soaked, molten core. She hiccuped at the penetration, body arching and her eyes going wide. Then they rolled back slightly as Ahsch ground the heel of his hand against her mound, a lewd, breathy moan slipping from between her parted lips.

Fingers deep inside, Ahsch slowly, firmly made a ‘come hither’ motion with his middle and ring finger, making sure to rub the pads of his fingers against her wall, then making _especially _sure to hit that spot right there when the petite monster let out a high-pitched whimper and squirmed. He grinned at his prey, then up at Dheqae. “She’s such a good little toy, isn’t she?”

The older satyr smirked back, one hand reaching under Stisea’s chin to cup her cheek, the other hand groping one pert tit. “She is,” she agreed. “So sensitive. So responsive.”

Stisea’s only reply was another lewd moan, her tongue starting to hang out from her mouth.

Ahsch adjusted his hand so that his thumb could massage and rub and circle Stisea’s clit, causing the Satyr to tense and shiver, her hips bucking against his hand. Even as he drove her pleasure up and up, he used one of his newer Innate Spells for the first time outside of practice.

Stisea’s moans and panting grew louder and louder, her trembling worsened, and Dheqae ended up needing to hold the smaller satyr still so that Ahsch could continue. But eventually, as the moans turned into quiet shouts and the shivers were interrupted with moments of tense spasms, confusion began to color her face, her brown eyes fighting to focus on Ahsch’s face in question.

He smirked at her. “If you want to orgasm, you have to earn it, pet,” he purred. “I used one of my - or rather, one of my sister’s - Innate Spells, and sealed away your cummies.” He used his free hand to lightly pat the mousy girl’s cheek, his every motion dripping with condescension. “Make Dheqae and I happy, and I _might _just let you cum.”

“Fuck, that’s…” the older satyr gasped, hazel eye wide and sparkling with arousal.

“P-Please!” Stisea begged.

“Please what?” Ahsch asked innocently, a cruel smile on his lips.

“I-! I waahhhnt…” she drifted off into moans as Ahsch gave her clit a particularly rough rub. Then her eyes widened as his free hand tangled in her brunette hair and made a fist, and she let out a groan as he pulled her from Dheqae’s embrace and against his chest. Then she gasped into Ahsch’s mouth as he roughly, passionately, possessively claimed her lips in a kiss.

Yanking her away abruptly, he pulled her over to the rim of the pool and sat on the edge, Dheqae joining him, one arm slung across his shoulders, the other lightly touching his chest, her hip and leg flush with his. Ahsch wasted no time guiding Stisea’s face down in front of his cock. “Dheqae gets the first load,” he warned his tease toy. “So don’t you dare steal it from her.” Without waiting for her to answer, he pushed her face against his dick, and was pleased as she almost rabidly got her lips around his length and began to suck, lick, slurp, and otherwise attend him.

Sighing in pleasure, Ahsch turned his attention to his other mate, one arm looping behind her hips, the other catching her hand on his chest and lightly exploring it. “I take it you enjoyed playing with her?”

Dheqae grinned. “I’ve played with little Stisea before, but there’s something… _more _going on tonight. Before, I’ve only taken charge and chased my own pleasure before hers, but this time…” she breathed deeply, excitedly. “This time, she was more than ready to be utterly dominated.”

Ahsch smiled back. “She’s quite the obedient little thing, isn’t she?” he said, lightly stroking the top of Stisea’s head, but otherwise paying the **** girl no attention.

“She’s so eager,” Dheqae agreed. “Servitude suits her.” Her gaze dropped briefly to the object of their conversation, then went back up to meet Ahsch’s. “But… ownership is not my style.”

Ahsch arched an eyebrow. “Oh? Prefer to play and send them on their way?”

She shrugged. “Honestly, I’ve never been one for commitments. I’m happy to be part of the herd, and to provide a child for us, but I’m quite glad we do not follow the human way of things.”

“Meaning?”

A wry grin answered him. “I’d make a poor mother, truth be told. That our children are communally raised, and my responsibilities are split among my two dozen herd sisters is a relief.”

Ahsch nodded his understanding, though he couldn’t quite align what she was saying with his own perspective. If - or rather, _when _he had children, children for himself - he intended to be part of their lives, to be a father for them. How, exactly, that would work with the herd, he wasn’t certain - feral monster culture around parenthood tended to ignore the father’s input simply because most fathers weren’t exactly willing participants, but since he was willing, and the herd wasn’t (quite) feral, he supposed they would have to figure things out as they went.

“Is there anything in particular you want from me?” he asked.

Dheqae thought for a moment, then shrugged. “I’ll be honest - breeding excites me, but males… are the least attractive of all the things that excite me.” She gave an apologetic half-smile. “Let her get you to the edge, then shove it in me, reach your finish, fill me up, and I’ll be satisfied.”

Ahsch suppressed his frown, but nodded. The almost distant, transactional way Dheqae was approaching this was… not fulfilling. Not that he didn’t like her - ‘talking shop’ with another dominant personality was rather fun - but he could already tell that breeding her would be the least exciting, least pleasurable part of the evening.

And, since he was already controlling his own orgasm, he did as she suggested, and gently shoved Stisea off his cock, pushed Dheqae back, slipped his length inside, and came inside her after a couple pumps - then jerked forward and came even harder when a pair of lips sealed around his ass and Stisea’s tongue delved inside, the **** little slut eagerly rimming him. He groaned and ended up taking much, much longer filling Dheqae than he thought.

When he pulled back and sat on the edge of the pool again, he dragged Stisea’s mouth over his cock again, letting the edged and teased girl clean his cock and get him ready for the final round.