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You'd just turned on the shower, and went back into the bedroom to retrieve something when Siebren came in.
He walked into the bedroom and caught you in the act. The shower was running, and you stood in your boxers, vibrator in hand. It didn't take much for him to discern what was about to happen.
"Oh, naughty naughty," he chuckled. "About to have some fun, were you?"
"W-- Well... I was."
A self-satisfied laugh left him as he moved closer, lifting you into his arms with ease and setting you on your shared bed. "Lucky for you, darling, I've been thinking about you all day. Let me help you a bit," he smiled mischievously. His fingers toyed with the waistband of your briefs, eager to remove them.
Your face darkened with red when you caught on a moment after, not necessarily saying yes, but also not really saying no. Part of you wanted this, because you, too, had been thinking about him all day. But the other part of you, a bigger part, was just self conscious because you had not showered yet. You were sweaty, and sticky between the thighs from prior play. How embarrassing.
"Ah, I know you can't deny me when I ask you so straightforwardly," he chuckled deeply, pulling your boxers down in a strangely graceful movement. Siebren was definitely pent up, because he wasted no time in sliding between your thighs. His hands reached beneath your body, lifting you by the hips, and he leaned in close, inhaling deeply.
Your cheeks blazed with heat, and you felt embarrassment overpower any sense of eroticism you had. "S-- Stop, Sie, I haven't even showered yet," you protested meekly, breathing already a bit irregular.
He took another deep inhale, tongue flicking out to taste your already worked up hole. He hummed satisfiedly, delving a bit deeper.
"Mm, nonsense," he murmured against your wet flesh. "You taste wonderful... better than usual, even..."
This was too much for you to handle, and a hand came up to cover your face, the other tenderly holding the back of Siebren's head. "G-- Goodness, do you really want me that badly?"
"I do," he breathed, pressing his nose up against your clit. "Your natural musk is utterly appetizing to me... my mouth is watering."
He continued to eat you out, moving up to wrap his lips around your engorged clit. His tongue pressed against the very tip tenderly, and when your body jerked ever so slightly, he knew he was having the effect he'd intended to have on you.
A deep groan resounded from within his throat as he began to suck, mouth working you expertly.
"S-- Siebren," you whimpered. "P-- Please, aah..."
"Please what, my love?" he teased, continuing his ministrations.
"Please, I... I can't... this is... so embarrassing," you said, still managing to feel self-conscious despite all the good things you were feeling.
"Perhaps I was not clear," he said in a mock-stern tone, speaking against your folds as he lapped at them. His fingers sunk into your thighs, lifting you up by them, presenting more of you to him.
"You taste absolutely fucking divine," he rumbled, and you knew that he was being serious because he was not the type to swear so liberally. "I couldn't imagine not liking this wondrous pussy. Everything about you is positively erotic..."
His tongue swirled around your clit teasingly. He must've really been feeling it, because he continued the praise. He looked you in the eyes as he spoke, brows furrowed in deep pleasure. "You have been at it already today... I can smell it... I can taste it." He chuckled deeply when he saw your embarrassed face.
"Don't be so shy; I love it," he growled, eyes fiery. "The smell of sweat and dried cum... your precious juice... what an aroma..."
Siebren buried his tongue inside you once more, making noises right along with you. He was absolutely deriving some sort of pleasure from this. You yourself were a mess, his worship leaving you needy and hot.