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“You know, you are not very good at hiding, my dear.”
Rauru’s ear flicks in Sonia’s direction, “Hiding what?”
Above a smirk, her eyes track how Rauru re-crosses his legs in his seat.
Most of the others from their meeting had already departed, and the stragglers now out of earshot, but Rauru was always the last to leave the seat in his own palace. No matter how much he squirmed throughout.
Sonia meets his eyes with a wordless quirk in her brow that makes Rauru blush.
She stands, brushing her fingertips along his shoulder as she passes around the back of his chair. “I'll make you a deal,” she leans in to whisper nearer to his ear, covered by her shoulder and his massive cloud of hair, “contain yourself until tonight, and I’ll treat you to something special that we’ve discussed, hmm?”
Rauru’s mouth drops open slightly as a shiver runs up his spine, and his legs tighten together against the arousal stirring between them.
He nods.
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The hours crawled on through their schedule of appointments, meals, and personal time. All the while, Sonia kept watch by his side. Saw him fidget and squirm, watched the gears turn in his head as his body distracted him time and again.
He noticed her keeping his drinks attended to, topping them off whenever needed, and partaking herself just as often.
By sundown, when their schedules were complete, Rauru could barely think straight for his desperation.
In their private courtyard, protected only by gossamer curtains on each side, Sonia carefully removes the remainder of her clothes to join her lover in the plush grass.
Rauru’s knees cross as tightly as Raru’s lips are pursed, short legs and long body making for quite the scene framed by his thick mane.
Sonia turns, revealing her full figure and the extent of her tattoos that seem to glow in the moonlight, accentuated by her hair. She was the picture of a goddess walking among mortals, with a glint of mischief in her eye.
Ever graceful, she straddles Rauru’s wide hips, wider than even her own.
“Now, my love, you’ve been a good boy all day for me,” she leans back, laying palms on his knees and easing them apart beneath her. “But I still have my treat to give you. Are you ready?”
Rauru nods, eager, mouth searching for words but only able to form a quiet, “yes,” and “please.”
Sonia smiles sweetly down at him, and lowers a hand between her legs. She plays with herself for a brief moment, running fingers through her folds, enjoying seeing all of her lover and his desperate attempt to keep himself under control, and-
A split second of a sound, something pushing past the fullness of her arousal to become a hiss, and wet heat strikes against Rauru’s skin.
Sonia hums with satisfaction, perhaps exaggerated to press Rauru’s buttons, but it worked, nonetheless. She feels his own arousal rising against her, and without missing a beat, reaches past her stream to wrap a hand around his shaft, gently pinching closed the junction at which the two heads meet.
Body finally catching up with his mind, Rauru lets out a pained whine. All day, all day she’d made him wait, and while she relieved herself on him, he was still denied.
But he wouldn’t have changed a single second of it.
The heat is relentless, pooling beneath his hips as the force of her piss goes from his groin to the even more sensitive skin of his cock, running over his balls and down the cleft of his ass. A shiver runs up his spine, and his knees raise to push Sonia forward, lips now directly against him as well as her stream, sound changing as the flow does. The warmth redirects over the folds of his thighs, all consuming and not unlike the blessing of a fountain.
She minutely strokes the forked head of his cock, feeling the splattering of liquid against her hand, and she watches as Rauru’s face melts from wonder and strain to drifty-eyed pleasure and desperation.
She raises herself up, briefly pausing her stream with the effort, but guiding him into her, just as Rauru had described in his stuttering fantasy so many nights ago. He slips in easily, realizing just how much she enjoyed this, too.
Leaning forward with a luxurious moan as she seats herself, she presses a kiss to her lover’s nose, then his lips, before she allows the last of her stream to resume.
“Let go,” she whispers.
Rauru can only make another wounded sound, unable to stop his own flow from even her second word, returning the favor of her blessed warmth with even more of his volume.
Sonia gasps, before it smooths into a sultry giggle as she feels the pressure build. She feels more full than ever before, even with her lover’s exotic cock, the experience of being with him always had new surprises.
She can feel the twin heads filling her up from inside, and a shuddering moan leaves her lips when she feels his piss spill over and out of her. She can’t resist reaching to touch herself again, letting the reflexive arch of her back guide her motions as she rides her Zonai lover.
Rauru’s hands finally fly to her thighs, holding onto her but never holding her motions back. He would never dare.
His breath comes more quickly, reveling in the satisfaction of his release, the warmth between them, the movements of the love of his life around him. He tosses his head back, unable to stop himself as a moan rises from his chest.
But Sonia’s free hand ever so gently catches his cheek before it can meet the ground, drawing him into a kiss that makes his heart melt with the rest of his body.
He cannot tell whether he looks forward to finding himself empty or not, pressure of his bladder quickly waning, but still loving the sensation between them. To be able to share this with her, to be covered in her gift and his in kind, was truly something special.
But even when his bladder is spent, Sonia doesn’t stop moving. She may even be moving faster now that she has less to worry about displacing, and it leaves Rauru’s self control in tatters.
His hands are all over her as she works herself on his cock, works over her clit with the fervor of someone just on the edge. He finds the places he knows she likes best, her back, her chest, the crease of her breasts against her ribs as her hair falls in curtains around them.
Her mouth falls open, gasping and whispering sweet words of encouragement that make his head swirl with desire.
That final arousal coils within him, bringing his hand to her face for another kiss while the other holds her close. He hurriedly asks her permission, answered with a firm kiss and a harsh grind against his hips.
Give it to me, she says without words.
Rauru’s lips part from hers in a strangled noise, hips snapping upward, deeper than ever, to push the last of his release into her.
She captures his lips again, desperate as her hand speeds up once more, and she makes a beautiful sound to match his, before she nearly stills in his grasp. Breaths come one at a time, deep and harsh, one stroke against herself at a time, before one last gush of warmth flows between them.
Sonia makes a sound not unlike a sob as she buries her face in Rauru’s long, velvety neck. Certainly not out of shame, but perhaps mostly out of needing support as she lets her weight carefully fall about him.
In the breathless quiet of the night, he can feel her twitching around him, just as the rest of her muscles relax into his hold with a relieved sigh.
The seconds stretch on, and finally, she giggles.
She only moves enough to meet Rauru’s eyes, smiling as she speaks, but exhaustion lingering in her voice, “That was even better than I’d hoped for.”
Rauru can’t help but laugh with her, “You always did know what to try.”
Another, somehow chaste kiss, and they lay there for just a while longer. Their secret only between them and the stars, their hearts full, and satisfied.