Azure for the Satyrs

He choose Azure to join in him in bed tonight. Taking her hand and sheepishly smiling at the others, he guided her to bed. He could hear them half-heartedly consider a night-watch, but wine had gone to their heads a little, and Rose was already in Abi's lap. But the satyrs shouldn't be wise enough to know of their coming.
Azure was all smiles as he guided her to his room. She had a way of making him feel like he was the only one for her. Inside their room, Azure took initiative and pulled him into an aggressive kiss as she peeled off his clothes and before pushing him onto the bed.
"As much as I love my fellow devotees, I love it when I get you to myself" Azure whispered in his ear. Before pulling away to strip off her clothes for him, giving him a small show. Clay felt his rigidity reach full mast after watching her breasts come free and straddled him on the bed. "You don't need to give me a show, I want you just as you are" she continued, leaning forward and capturing his lips once again. While kissing him, she ground her bare mound against him. Clay's hand's found her breast and hip, and soon the two were a horny grinding thing. Clay hardly noticed when she guided him into her womanhood, but he felt the blossom of heat, wetness, and tightness that had him roil back in pleasure. He let Azure ride him for a few thrusts, but his appetite had the better of him, and he flipped their position to a missionary, letting him control the tempo with Azure's heel hooked around him. For a moment he caught a possessive expression, as the rhythm became comfortable in the way that causes the pleasure to build. Azure came first, locking him to her with both legs wrapped around him, biting lightly into his shoulder. He enjoyed the way he could feel the trembling in her muscles and spasms, and the slight soft whimper as it passes over its zenith. For all her training and devotion, he could always tell Azure was tired after cumming, but it only made her determination to also get him off more endearing. Azure begged for his cum. "Please, please cum for me, keep thrusting hard into me, let me feel it, uuuugg, let me feel it". Finally sensing his nearing orgasm, she pulls Clay's face between her breasts as his body's rut got the better of him. "yes yes yes, give it to me". And on the third deep throb, he felt himself release into her as fireworks went off in his brain, that deep release every man feels they lack. Four, five, six, and it finally slowed down on the seventh, and he let himself unclench. Azure pulled him into a kiss, and sleep found them quickly like that, still-sex damp genitlia pressed against one another, feet dangling off the bed.