You're already on your knees, after all...

A certain look washed across Master Inzo's face... one of superiority, of desire... The look should have unsettled Alyena, but she had the oddest feeling she'd seen it before, or at the very least, it wasn't any reason not to trust her dear uncle and favorite professor, even if the finger curled beneath her chin lingered there longer than she could reasonably justify.

Come to think of it, that seemed odd in and of itself... not that she shouldn't give her uncle the benefit of the doubt, but why would she be so slow to react at all to a touch that should have otherwise sparked some sort of response... -any- sort of response?

The question circled back around on her, though. Why -should- she respond? If she loved and trusted her dear uncle, why shouldn't she also trust him? Why should she be at all suspicious of a familiar touch?

Aly's mind persisted - but why should she regard something so intimate as familiar? And then the question reshaped itself in her mind - what was so wrong with familial intimacy?

All the while, Alyena gazed up into her dear uncle's eyes, her mind chasing itself in circles, spiraling round and round and round, just like Master Inzo's eyes seemed to spiral round and round and round... A sparkle of magical dancing between the spirals, a soft green glow drawing Aly in deeper and deeper while her thoughts spun and spun and spun, until her own eyes were twisted into matching spirals, and the questions that had been circling round the girl's mind had all blended together into a soft, impressionable mush.

"Are you asleep, my dear?"

What a silly question. Of course she was. "Yes, Master."

The grin spreading across Inzo's face could only be described as devilish. That had been one of the first things he'd taught her, and he always enjoyed hearing it again. "That's my good girl." A thrill of satisfaction raced up the girl's spine and down her limbs. Alyena was a -very- good girl, after all. "I want you to show me the other thing we've been working on, my dear. When I snap my fingers, you will awaken, but you will remember nothing else but what a good girl you are." Another thrill of pleasure. Aly couldn't wait.

***

Snap!

"Ooh, Master!" Aly wasn't sure what had been happening, or where she was, or... well, anything, really. She barely even remembered her own name - it really wasn't very important, after all! What DID matter was that she was on her knees, and Master had tugged aside his robes to reveal eight inches of elvish timber. No further instruction was necessary - after all, Master Inzo had been training his lovely niece for months, at this point. She was already salivating at the sight and smell of it, and wasted no time at all sliding forward on her knees to swallow him, ravenously, all the way to the hilt!

"Ahhh, yess... Now, remember what I've taught you~" He groaned with delight as Aly drooled around her uncle's elvish member, suckling lightly as she formed a soft seal with her lips. Her cheeks hollowed just a bit while she gazed up at him with absolute devotion and began to bob her head back and forth, her talented tongue lapping the underside of his shaft and squeezing him against the roof of her mouth. Her lips blushed from the suction, and quickly grew wet and shiny with the slick coating of saliva she painted all over his rod. He grabbed her head from both sides, tangling his fingers in that brightly colored hair - he no longer had to guide her movements, but he still enjoyed the feel of her head trapped between his hands. He crept his fingers down the sides of her face, ran them over the tips of her ears - nearly human, with hardly any point at all, really... but that was no matter. Inzo was a patient man. The first step was to finish molding her mind. Once she was fully accepting, then he could begin molding her body.

Not that she wasn't already lovely - if she weren't, he would never have even bothered. But there was plenty of room left over for perfection, and if she didn't finish maturing into the woman he desired... deserved... then a little bit of magic would simply take over after nature retired.

Even if Alyena wasn't as full-figured as her mother, though, those incredible lips and that adorable face served him better than he could have ever expected when she'd first arrived as his student. Up along the length of him she rose and then swallowed down to his base again, where she circled the thumb and forefinger of her left hand around his cock for added stability. Her right hand brushed some offending hair behind her ear, holding it in place as she bobbed on his fuckstick with increasing passion. She tilted her entire head one way and then the other, slowly twisting her mouth this way and that around his shaft to be sure she was sucking him properly from each angle, savoring every inch of his flavorful meat.

In this state, Aly's only consideration was Master's pleasure. Her own pleasure, she had been taught, absolutely mattered for Master's overall experience, but it was still secondary to his own. For that reason, the harder he became in her mouth, the more his body trembled with anticipation, the more that her mouth watered with satisfaction, and that satisfaction turned into a very real sort of a euphoria... And so she had no need to sneak a hand of her own beneath her robes and between her thighs. His inevitable release would be all the stimulus she required! And that release was coming... coming... coming...!

"Ah, Aly! I'm cumming!!" Inzo's uncharacteristically base announcement preceded rope after thick, sticky rope of elvish cum painting the back of his niece's throat, and she pressed forward to ensure that not a drop was spilled. She let him fill her mouth before swallowing, the flavor making her head spin with delight. She gulped him down deliberately and audibly, until he pushed her face off his cock and painted his lovely apprentice with a few final strings of semen across the bridge of her delicate nose and cheeks, pasting one eye shut, and then dribbling across her lips and down her chin. Neither said anything for nearly a minute as they appreciated the panting, dripping sight of one another...