I slide down and sit on the floor under the table. The white tablecloth reaches to the thick carpet. It’s quiet under here. Private. There are no eyes on me. I can breathe a little easier. Even the drumbeat sounds fainter.
It’s like a little tent. I am alone in here, with only a circle of robe-covered shins, and booted feet.
I catch my breath and pull myself together. I’m not down here for a reprieve, or to escape attention. I’m here to do my duty. Selwyn is granting me privacy, nothing more.
I crawl over to Selwyn’s spread legs. Thank heavens he is wearing soft brown trousers today. I know how to manage those.
I kneel between Selwyn’s thighs and begin undoing the buttons of his fly. His legs tense. As if he is surprised by my action. Did he think I’d be difficult and refuse? Have I really given him such a poor impression?
Well, fellatio is something I have been very well trained in. And under the table is private enough to quell any nerves. This is another opportunity to show him that I am capable of being a good consort.
His erect cock bobs free. It is still an impressive sight even though I have seen it before. Just looking at it is causing a strange sensation to coil in my belly. It feels like when I placed my arm in his.
Is this… desire? Is this what desire feels like?
I swallow thickly. Good consorts obey. They submit. They do notdesire.
But there is no time to dwell on my failings. I have work to do.
I stick out my tongue and give Selwyn’s cock a long, slow lick. All the way from base to tip. Warm, clean, saltiness floods my mouth. Oh heavens, that tastes delicious. The way his cock throbbed and twitched at my touch was immensely gratifying. This is a thousand times better than sucking on silicone.
I lick again. Saliva pools. My eyes roll back. Instincts surge up to guide me along with my training. My thoughts drift far away. I’m licking, sucking, slurping. Feasting and worshiping.
I take as much of him into my mouth as I can. The ache in my jaw is exquisite. The weight of him pushing downmy tongue is divine. A soft moan escapes me. Selwyn shudders.
I wonder if he will allow me to do this every morning, instead of a handjob? I wouldn’t mind that at all.
I continue to suck and swallow around him.
His fingers run through my hair, stopping when they meet the top of the plait he gave me. He repeats the movement, warm fingers running over my scalp. Gentle. Careful. Tender.
Another moan escapes me even though my mouth is stuffed full of him. His hips move. Just a little. Just enough to push himself a little deeper into my throat and unleash a whole new wave of bliss.
I don’t know if he wants me to bring him to completion in front of his friends. So I’ll just keep on doing what I am doing. He can guide me if he wants a faster pace.
Magic tingles over me. A soft brush. It tightens my silk robes. Oh sweet goddess, how did I not realise how very hard I am? I hope it goes down before I have to walk out of here.
My silks move and I gasp around Selwyn’s cock.
He is using magic to caress me. His magic is rubbing my own silks up and down my hard, leaking length.
Sensation blooms. Ecstasy ignites. I hollow my cheeks and suck. My hips thrust. The silks continue to slide.
Everything feels so damn good. I’m floating in a sea of rapture. Everything is pleasure.
Out of nowhere, my orgasm spills over. My hips dance frantically. My throat tightens around Selwyn’s cock as I gurgle my way through an intense peak. Bright colours explode in my mind. Selwyn’s cock throbs and then he isspilling his seed down my throat. I try to swallow it all, but there is a lot and I’m not very practiced at this bit.
It dribbles down my chin and onto my neck.
He tugs gently on my hair, so I release him. My lungs are working hard as I tuck him back away and do up his fly.
My head is spinning with euphoria. I feel light and floaty. Even though my jaw aches and I can feel an echo of him in the back of my throat.
Wow. Fellatio can be enjoyable for the giver and not only the receiver? I never knew. This is quite the revelation.
I pick up the hem of my robe and try to rub the cum off my chin. I think someone said fey produce a lot, so maybe I haven’t done too badly for my first time.
Lord knows what state my hair is in.
