Rose for Satyrs

Quietly but firmly, Clay announced he'd choose Rose to be blessed tonight. Azure gave an understanding nod while Rose gave a playful salute. Centri pouted. Abi started making battle plans, deciding that they both should wear their heavier armor. The evening devolved into a half-baked planning session, with Azure cutting everyone off after their first drink to prepare for the next day.

Rose moved to sit in Clay's lap. Intentionally shifting and grinding on him and draping her arms around him with her chest near his face. Distracting him from the plan-making at hand. The alcohol seemed to have made her a bit more contact hungry than usual. Clay to his credit returned the casual affection rubbing her thigh and small of her back.

Azure eventually called the festivities to a close, despite the host insisting on another round of drinks, Azure shut her down and assigned watches. Clay choose to take advantage of the position he had Rose in and pick her up in his arms. She was compact, but Clay wasn't without his strength. Rose giggled and let herself be carried, staring at Clay's face with a soft playful smile. It seemed a little fake, or perhaps better put, intentional rather than fake. But that was how Rose was, she was still having a good time and this was how she showed it.

He carried her into the bedroom and gave a playful toss onto the bed before turning a shutting the door. She let out a little cry in mock surprise before hiding under the sheets. He turned to see she was undressing from beneath her cover. A hand snaked out holding her travel leathers, then her leggings, then her bra. Her form rose to being on her hands and knees, giving the shape of her ass through the blanket, as her red head popped out of the covers covering herself still. "I'm ready" she said, half a challenge, half a welcome, making a lewd popping noise and ovaling her lips suggestively. Clay practically slid out of his clothes, already half hard for her. He moved into position and dangled his cock for her.

Slipping him between her lips, she locked eyes with him as her wet hot mouth descended on his manhood. He the fortifying rush of arousal as she sucked him to a full erection in a single through slow pass, lingering on the head with an extra hard suck before making a 'pop' and nuzzling into his thigh while stroking him from base to tip.

"Now I want you to take this" she said, kissing the side of his shaft "and fuck my pretty little face. Two taps means slow down, three means stop." She kisses the tip of his cock this time making Clay let out a little grunt-growl as she repositioned herself on her back with her head tilted back ready to receive his cock, wet mouth invitingly open. Clay never one to turn down an invitation, bent his knees just the little he needed to line up his cock and slowly slid his into her mouth. She had turned her head, just enough to watch the action, daring him on. It was a new sensation to feel her tongue on the top of his cock and gentle breath from her nose tickling his balls. Never entirely passive, she began to work her tongue around him while keeping a light suction enough to keep her lips sealed around him, letting him pump in and out her mouth. She slowly worked the blanket off her, revealing her wobbling breasts and taut stomach, but Clay found himself most fixated on her upturned throat, watching as the distinct slight bulge of his cockhead appeared at the seam of her head and throat, driving him into a fascinated lustful rhythm. She seemed so exposed and lewd like this. Entirely for his taking. He thrust a bit too enthusiastic and he could see the bulge appear a little deeper. She gave him a light double tap as a choke slipped out, but giving him an encouraging nod, as she seemed to try to relax her throat and help him find a pace. In he back of his mind, he faintly noticed the lewd uncouth noises she was making as he abused her face, but that only pushed him on. Pushing deeper like this, he found the sensation of her breath against the base of his balls quickly mobilize him to an impending orgasm.

"Oh Aphrodite, you're gonna make me cum" he warned Rose, slowing a little, but Rose was having none of that. Shifting her feet up to push herself deeper and wrapping her arms around his waist she practically shoved him entirely into her throat, giving Clay little spasms of pleasure of heat entirely overtook his cock and the tightness of her throat was giving him entirely new sensations. She started to give him small affirmative "mhm, mhm" egging him on while vibrating his penis lodged in her throat with the sound. Clenching his teeth he could feel the orgasm start from his belly like a descending sun, and become a an explosion in his manhood as he lost entire control and could only idly watch as he saw his cock bulge her throat and throb as he directly pumped his payload into her stomach. Rose fed him orgasmic stifled moans as she drained him, never letting him leave for a moment until he began to soften.

She let out a very unladylike grunt and half burp-cough from her reddened spit-covered face before catching her breath as he reclaimed his cock and slid down beside her.

"That was incredible Rose" he thanked her, nuzzling into her collarbone as he enjoyed his post-cloital bloom. He peppered appreciate kisses as she reoriented herself. "Always wanted to try that." Rose finally responded, without weighing in her own thoughts. She cuddled him for awhile, before it became sleep was inevitable before departing with a kiss on his head.