It made Asher want to do a good job. He wanted to be worthy of all that attention.
Trenet had informed him that Eral, one of Lee’s mates, said that Lee had loved the idea of bringing some toys to play with, and that he was hoping Asher enjoyed his choices.
Lee also, apparently, had tentatively requested one specific repeat from their first play date. He wanted to give Asher his venigash for the day.
Asher acquiesced to that request easily. He couldn’t imagine going without his daily venigash now, and he had no problem if Lee wanted to be the one to give them to him this time.
So now he was wearing his humshus and tirlak and speared open on Vrayl’s lap, cuddled up to Vrayl’s chest while he waited impatiently for Lee to arrive with Eral and Ronet. He was going without his kanto this time, because part of him wanted to see Lee, but Vrayl and Trenet were quick to reassure him that he could request it at any time.
Asher couldn’t help continuing to twist in Vrayl’s lap to look over his shoulder at the rest of the room. They were in the cottage’s large, open sitting room, and Trenet had placed the mattress from the yshain napping room in the middle of it, so that those in the chairs and couches in the sitting room could look their fill at the two yshain playing on the floor. Every time Asher glanced over at that mattress in the middle of the room, he shivered. He never would have thought he’d want to have an audience for… sex, but it really did make all the difference that it wasn’t going to be sex in the same way Asher might have sex with Trenet or Vrayl. Lee was another yshain, and they were just playing.
He liked the idea of that. Playing with another yshain.
And their audience washisDresht and Lee’s Dresht, who were good friends to Trenet and Vrayl. So everything felt completely safe. Completely fun.
It just also meant Asher wanted tostarthis playtime. He normally already had a belly full of venigash by now, and he could feel himself starting to get fussy at the lack.
Trenet and Vrayl also seemed to sense his anticipation, because they did a very good job of distracting him until a bell chimed, announcing the guests at the door.
Trenet pressed a kiss to the back of Asher’s neck and rose from his seat. “That’ll be our guests,” he said. “I’ll just show them in.”
“Would you like to stay in my lap for introductions, sweetling?” Vrayl asked, as Trenet left the room.
Asher considered this, while at the same time having another burst of affection for his mates. They were always so careful now to ask him yes or no questions when he had his humshus in.
They really were the best mates Asher could have ever hoped to have.
He considered the question. On the one hand, Vrayl’s lap was a lovely, comfortable place, and Asher loved the security of that. On the other hand, with his current position, his back was to the room, so he wouldn’t be able to easily see everyone for introductions.
He rubbed his cheek against Vrayl’s chest, then leaned back to shake his head. He’d rather get a good view of everyone.
Vrayl smiled at him. “Of course, dear heart. I bet you want to see.”
Asher nodded, beaming up at his clever mate.
“Well then, how about this,” Vrayl said. “Would you like to face forward, and I’ll just hold you during introductions?”
Asher nodded eagerly, and let out a happy sound for good measure.
“What a sweet one you are,” Vrayl murmured to him, before his hands took hold of Asher’s hips.
Asher moaned as he was lifted off Vrayl’s cock and turned to face the room, glancing down yet again at the mattress on the floor. Vrayl had fussed with it all morning, covering it with blankets and pillows, and now it looked like an incredibly inviting nest. Asher couldn’t wait to roll around in it with Lee.
And it looked like finally he wouldn’t have to wait any longer, because Trenet reentered the room followed by two other Dresht in different shades of blue that had to be Eral and Ronet and…
And one Human man.
Asher had never seen another male Human before.
Yshain Lee was bigger than Asher, taller and with broader shoulders, and his silky clothing did little to hide the fact that he was muscled, though leanly. He had short dark hair and no facial hair, green eyes, just like Asher did, and they were…
They were warm, Asher decided. Warm and friendly.
Asher couldn’t speak or wave with his humshus or his tirlak, but he could smile, so he did, and inclined his head in Lee’s direction.
Lee beamed back at him, then turned to look at his Dresht, giving them what Asher thought was a very imploring look.
The darker blue Dresht chuckled and tilted his head in the direction of the nest in the middle of the room. “Go have fun, little one. Enjoy playing with your friend.”
