Hey, good news, this one is actually mostly sex this time. How many kinks is too many to include in the very first sex scene? I'm not sure, but I'm probably pushing it.
I'd like to give a huge shout-out to volunteer editor 'kenjisato' for being so incredibly helpful with proofreading and giving high-quality feedback as I begin writing. I welcome constructive criticism in the comments, but please be specific enough to make it actionable for my future writing. Hope you enjoy!
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The Last Son: Chapter 2
The chirping of birds roused me from my sleep. I couldn't recall having any dreams while I slept. Beneath me, a soft mattress comforted my sore muscles. A sweet flavor lingered in my mouth, but I couldn't quite tell what it was. Opening my eyes, the early morning sunlight beamed onto my face. Although the painful throbbing had subsided, the bright light still made my head ache. I sat up on the left side of the bed, propping myself against the headboard and some pillows. The bed, by far the nicest I'd ever lain in, was large enough to fit a family of four.
I wore some loose-fitting pants and a shirt made from quality linen. My pale skin was no longer caked in grime. The room around me appeared to be the bedroom of a luxurious cabin. It was not comprised of vegetation, like the throne room I'd had the pleasure of collapsing in. To the bed's right was a closed wooden door; a pastel green sofa sat against the wall opposite me. In the corner to my left, sat a matching armchair facing towards the bed, a slight depression left in its cushion.
Swinging my legs over the side of the bed, I found that standing took more energy than I expected. I walked toward the window and looked out upon a stretch of green dotted with trees. Twenty yards out, the green turned into a beautiful, sandy beach; where waves gently lapped at the shore before returning to the pristine ocean.
Turning to walk around the bed, a mirror I'd not noticed hung on the same wall as the door. I took the time to examine the state of my body. Standing at roughly five feet and eleven inches, I had been built with the body of a warrior, but I had no interest in being one. Then, though, the weakened muscles clinging to my frame made such an idea laughable. Despite still being skinny, I noticed more flesh on my bones than I remembered. My blond hair and beard had been neatly trimmed. Bags remained beneath my gray eyes. Lifting my shirt, the outline of my rib cage had become more faint.
Letting my shirt drop, I began to move toward the door when I stumbled and fell to the floor. Having gotten my arms beneath me, this fall came without the added bonus of a traumatic blow to my head, but there was always next time. The sound of me crashing to the floor must have been alarming. The door swung open, and Kai walked in to find me slowly picking myself up off the ground.
"What do you think you're doing?" she scolded, as she reached down and lifted me to my feet. Standing straight up, the queen rose about an inch taller than me.
"Good morning, my queen. Um... calisthenics?" I replied.
"Likely story. It's Kai. Not 'my queen'. Not 'your grace'. Kai. I've spent too much time tending to you over the past three days for you to refer to me with such detachment, despite you having been asleep for it," she replied, in a firm tone. She put a hand to my chest and pushed me backwards to sit upon the bed. "You've got a nice view and a nice bed, yet you still weren't satisfied to stay put and rest. What am I to do with you?"
I took in the sight of herβ hands on her hips in mock indignation. She wore a robe identical to the one I had seen her in last, except this one was red. It made the faint green coloring of her skin stand out, where it could, otherwise, have been missed if one wasn't looking closely.
I met her eyes, and smiled. "Well, my quβ Kai, I suppose you're to do with me as you will."
The gleam in her eyes suggested I had given the answer she was hoping for.
"Damn straight. You're mine to do with as I see fit, for as long as you do not object. I will not hold you as my captive." With that, her expression shifted, showing me that she was truly worried that I would choose to leave. Why she would care for someone like me, I still didn't fully understand. The change lasted only a split second before her entrancing eyes refocused on me.
"Now, you will do as I say. You're clearly not back to full strength and I won't have you causing yourself more injuries. Scooch yourself up against the headboard."
Doing as I was told, I slid myself back towards the top of the bed. Kai moved to place a couple pillows behind my back. It was somewhat unsettling the way she, a goddess, was acting like a normal woman. More unsettling was how she was waiting on me, even as it was becoming abundantly clear that she was still the one in control.
"You need nourishment to regain your strength." She climbed atop the bed and planted one leg on either side of me, careful not to press much weight on me. The position caused a spark of arousal within me, which I promptly put out of mind. I was unsure how this related to getting food. That is, until she opened the top of her robe and revealed her round breasts. Atop perky mounds the size of navel oranges, her nipples caused my mouth to salivate.
"Um... I don't know if thβ" I was silenced with a finger pressed to my lips.
"I see the way you're looking at them. I see you struggling to contain your drool." She wasn't wrong, but still I was no suckling babe. "You will do as I tell you to. Now, drink."
Interpreting my stunned silence as submission, her finger left my lips and the hand cupped her left breast. She leaned forward, placing her right hand against the headboard for support. Kai began lowering her chest closer to my lips.
"Open," she commanded. "Don't make me tell you again."
I opened my mouth and she pushed her nipple inside. My tongue explored the surface of her fleshy bud, eliciting a quiet gasp from her lips.
"I know you know that's not how this works," she teased. "Now, suck."
So, I did. Suctioning her nipple within my mouth, I had to resist the urge to mentally denigrate myself. This was not proper for an adult man. I was not fresh from the womb, dependent on my mother's teats. In no time at all, warm milk flowed from her nipple into my mouth. Kai stifled a moan. As the first drops touched my tongue, I recognized the sweet taste I'd noticed in my mouth when I first awoke. It was not milk, but some divine nectar. I felt strength slowly seep through my body. It wasn't just warm, it tasted of warmth. I found myself sucking more eagerly at her teat and my eyelids closed. This time, the moan made it past her lips and her head dropped closer to my ear.
"That's right, love. Keep sucking at my teat. My good boy."
Between her straddling my lap, her breast pressed into my mouth, and the strangely soothing encouragement; what had been only a spark of arousal grew into a small fire. The cock inside my pants began to swell. It wouldn't be long before Kai could feel it pressing into her from below, if she had not felt it already. In my distraction, I must have slowed sucking upon her breast.
"Now, you can't be feeling full so soon. You fed for twice this long the last time. What's wrβ" She pulled her nipple from my mouth and sat back. A knowing smile grew upon her face. "Well, well, well. Somebody's gotten a bit excited."
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to. It's all so much, all the signals in my head are getting confused. Please forgive me." I felt my cheeks begin to flush and my hands began to fidget with nervous energy.
"Forgive you?" she asked playfully. She lowered more of her weight to my lap. Though I could not see beneath her robe, I felt the fabric between her and my cock dampen slightly. "There's nothing to forgive. I expected it would require more courtship and seduction before I'd have the opportunity to claim you. I seldom delight in being wrong, but you continue to surprise me."
She took my restless hands and held them firmly in her own, causing them to steady. Her hips began to move back and forth in short movements, grinding her sex against me. My breathing grew heavier.
She leaned in so her lips were just short of my right ear. "I want you. I want to take you as my own. I want you to surrender yourself to me. Tell me, Micah, will you let your lover take what she desires?"
My mind flooded with confusion, comfort, love, and lust. Her tongue flicked my earlobe before her soft lips wrapped around it. Everything was moving so fast. I'd spent so little time with this woman, this goddess. Rational thought told me to slow things down and get my bearings on the situation. Rational thought was drowned out by every other piece of me screaming that this was right.
Barely able to put together words, I whimpered, "Please. Kai, take everything you desire. Claim me as your own."
She rose from my lap, moved back upon the bed, and reached for the waist of my bottoms. A large wet spot had appeared, decorating the fabric at my crotch, beneath which my cock was harder than a rock. Her eyes focused on the tent in my pants, licking her lips and she hooked in her fingers and tugged. Pulling with such insistence, she'd pulled them past my rear before I even had the chance to lift it. As the waist of the pants reached the tip, it was pulled down toward my thighs.
Watching with the intensity of a predator stalking its prey, Kai pulled further. Her expression lit up as my circumcised cock sprang free of the pants and bobbed in the open air. The thick shaft rose seven inches from base to tip. Short, blond hair grew around it.
"You've been hiding this beauty from me?" She pulled the pants all the way off before making a ring with her thumb and pointer finger to hold my cock at its base.