Oh, right. Sex.
We'd gotten sidetracked by mushy feelings again, which wasn't a bad thing, but my body was sick of waiting for its turn. It pushed my heart aside and got down to business.
Ulysses's belt was half-off so I finished the job, then pushed his pants down. He chuckled.
"Eager, I see," he said.
I couldn't help myself. The arousal was getting to my head, smothering all other brain cells. I already felt slick fluid trickling down my thigh in anticipation.
When I'd wrangled Ulysses's cock out of his underwear, I stared at it. "Whoa. You're hung like a—"
"Ryan, if you say a horse, I swear on the heavens."
I laughed. "I was gonna say aunicorn."
"All right." He smiled. "That's acceptable. You may proceed."
Proceed I did. It was bigger than any other cock I'd seen, even bigger than some of the sex toys I used to have as a young and horny omega, but this was special because it belonged to Ulysses. It was hefty and thick in my hands, and just as smooth and gorgeous as the rest of him.
I pressed my lips to the tip and ran my tongue over it. It was so stupidly big that I didn't think it was going to fit in my mouth so I pleasured it in other ways, licking up the shaft and caressing his balls and sucking the head. Ulysses had no complaints. He moaned and stroked my hair as I blew him.
"That feels amazing, Ryan," he murmured.
The physical and verbal praise made my heart flutter, encouraging me to keep going. The rest of the world melted away so that it was just the two of us in this moment.
After a while, Ulysses's cock swelled and began to twitch. He pulled out, leaving my lips empty.
"That is satisfactory," Ulysses assured me.
"Huh? Are you sure?"
"Yes." His eyes sparkled impishly. "There is something else I'd like to do, if you are in agreement."
My cheeks flooded with heat as I realized what he meant. "Oh.Oh.Yes, I'm very much in agreement."
Ulysses extended a hand towards my shirt. "May I?"
"Please do."
"Ah—wait just one moment."
Ulysses reached into his back pocket and pulled out the checkered picnic blanket we'd used at the cherry blossom festival. It was neatly folded into a tiny square.
"You still have that?" I asked, laughing.
"Of course. I wouldn't lose it." He unfolded it and placed it on the ground before lowering me onto it. "There. Now you won't get humusorgrass in your bottom."
I grinned. "Thank goodness."
I splayed out on the blanket, thankful for it since the grass was cool and I was about to be naked. Ulysses knelt down and began to peel the clothes off my body. I'd never been the most confident in my appearance, especially not since giving birth to Andrew, but I forced my arms to stay at my sides so I wouldn't try to cover myself up with them.
"Absolutely exquisite," Ulysses murmured as he raked his gaze over me.
"You think so? But I'm so..." I touched some loose skin on my hips. "Squishy."
"There is not one part of you I don't find perfect," Ulysses said in a firm growl, like he was daring me to argue. "Now be silent, unless it's sounds of pleasure."
Without another word, he placed his lips on my cock. I sucked back a loud moan. I wasn't prepared for how good it felt. I'd given blowjobs before but never actually received one. I thought Ulysses was just going to fuck me, not give me head. Hell, I wasn't complaining.
