When Ashton walks into a bar, time stops. I mean how often does five feet eleven inches, one hundred and twenty-eight pounds of pure sexual energy enter into the small confines of ANY bar. Men stop playing their cards and women stop playing their men. Women like this only enter with a purpose.
To put it plainly, Ash was horny. Rip roaring horny, why else would she come to a place like this? It takes a LOT of energy to shut out the thoughts and feelings of drunks, and even someone with her level of experience would, at the least, be dead tired in the morning.
With a quick scan of the room, Ash removed all of the "Fairies" and violent men from her list of probables. Another scan, and one particular man peaks her interest. "Hmm" she thinks." He might just be interesting enough to satisfy me tonight. And maybe tomorrow too." She thinks with a wicked grin, turning her emerald green eyes in his direction. Ash can feel the interest in her as she sashays over to his side; he has noticed her too.
Blonde, with the bluest eyes she has seen on this side of this planet, the perfect build with just that little extra in the chest area that drives her absolutely MAD! This man is the perfect male for this little excursion.
"Hello sexy."
"Howdy Miss, how are you this beautiful night?"
"Wonderful, but a little warm. Care to escort me outside for a little night air? A young girl like me can't be caught out alone in these parts." Inside she is chuckling at the irony of this statement. "Like anyone would dare challenge me in the light; let alone in the dark"
"Don't mind if I do. What's your name Miss? Mine's Keegan." Keegan tips his hat in a wonderful display of old world chivalry.
"Ashton, but you can just call me Ash." Interesting
Keegan stands to his full six and a half feet, and offers his arm to escort Ash out to the balcony where she turns her charm on full force.
"Sir, would you do me the honor of being my escort for the night?" she asks after a small amount of small talk. Her brief conversation with him creates an almost unnatural hunger. Just standing next to this man gets her juices flowing, and she likes it. This union is a rarity even for her race.
Keegan only has a millisecond to control the blood rushing to his dick. "WOW! A man could grow to love a woman like this." He can't, on the other hand, control the flash of charm he instills in his grin. "Why Miss, I would be delighted." His grin returns as she puts her room key in his pocket, which by the way is getting tighter and tighter by the second.
"Be discreet," she says. "I must go and bathe, I wouldn't want him to see me in this state, power is a wonderful thing. Even more wonderful in the right hands, and the right hands are ALWAYS mine."
Twenty minutes after Keegan watches the nymph of his wildest dreams walk up the stairs, if that's what you would call it, he tells his buddies at the card table "G'night". After all, it's going to be a long tiring one, why not go bathe and shave the stubble away. Moreover, why keep her waiting when she went to all the trouble of issuing an urge to "frolic" with her? As if a woman like her would ever need the mental push she gave him. Geez, just looking at her makes his dick throb.
Ash begins to wonder if her experiment in mind urges went awry. "EWWW! What if my urge went to the bartender or someone equally disgusting?" All her fears were set aside with the three small tentative knocks on her door.
When the door opens, Keegan is taken a little off guard, it took so long for her to open the door he was beginning to wonder if he had the right room, or that she had changed her mind. But, what a pleasant surprise was awaiting him on the other side of this threshold. Standing before him, in nothing but a brilliant smile, was no nymph but a Goddess of seduction.
You would think she had just struck him dumb, if you did not take into account his rapidly swelling pants. Obviously, someone is home, Ash had to beckon him into her suite, and close the door behind him while he just stood and stared. "Come in and join me? You are, after all, the guest of honor," she says, but he can see the hint of smile beneath that luscious mouth. Making Keegan swell even harder, the things she could do to him with this mouth of hers.
As he thinks it, all the new possibilities flow into her consciousness. "Who would have thought that something like this could be so interesting? I have never tried THAT!" Reaching down to relieve him of his tight jeans, first Ash has to untuck his shirt. Slipping her hands under it and onto his nicely built abs, she rakes her fingernails neatly across his chest, testing his pain threshold. She can feel his pleasure in her mind and is pleased. "Liked that huh?" Lifting his shirt over his head, she leans in and lightly licks his nipple. She is pleased to see it instantly go rock hard. Slowly she finishes removing his shirt, rubbing her own aching nipples on his chest. She is practically purring.
After ample attention is paid to his chest Ash decides to slide a little further down his stomach and trails her tongue down his happy trail, only stopping when she gets to his buttons on his pants. Using her teeth, she unbuttons and then unzips him and relishes in the feeling of his cock hitting her mouth. His sharp intake of breath is puzzling as she licks the underside. "Does he not like it when I put my mouth around the tip?" Ashton opens her mind to his and finds that he likes. So coming to the conclusion that a little is good but a lot is better she licks her way to the end of his shaft and when she reaches the tip once more plunges it to the back of her throat. This time the weakening of his knees was all the indication that he was enjoying himself that she needed.
Ashton is surprised when she looks into his eyes and they have changed from blue to almost an amber color. Keegan, seeing her confusion, knows his eyes must have changed and decides to tell her his kinky little secret.
"When my eyes change it means I am soon to lose control of the muscles that hold my wings in check. At any moment they can spring forth."
Ashton's pupils dilate, and she grins. A slight shudder and ebony wings erupt from somewhere hidden behind her back. She grins evilly at him.
Keegan stares at the most beautiful set of wings he has ever seen and nearly disgraces himself by making a mess on her beautifully tanned stomach.
The sound of his wings expanding grabs her attention. Ashton slides her fingertips across Keegan's blood red wings. The color so rich it is almost black. He closes his eyes and just enjoys the sensations. Her own wings twitch in anticipation, surrounding both of them and knocking over the bedside lamp.
"You're Lentine? I have heard great things about the stamina of your race." Ashton whispers.
"And you? You are certainly no Lentine, I would have known of one such as you. None of our females have such lush wings. Are they sensitive?"
" Oh, yes! I rarely allow anyone to caress them as I am allowing you."
"Then I am very fortunate to be trusted with such rare treasures."
