Total pages in book: 159
Estimated words: 144433 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 722(@200wpm)___ 578(@250wpm)___ 481(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 144433 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 722(@200wpm)___ 578(@250wpm)___ 481(@300wpm)
How exactly does one dress for this situation?
Studying my limited wardrobe, I eventually settle on a deep blue tunic dress made of a soft, flimsy fabric. It has a high collar and elbow-length sleeves, but I don't wear it out to town because it's a little too slinky for day-to-day chores and clings to my breasts. It normally sits in the back of my closet waiting for an appropriate day. I guess sex with my fake husband is the right occasion for such a garment. I slip it on and twist my damp hair up and off my neck and then head out into the kitchen to finish making dinner.
The casserole is done, and I serve it up and add a bit of seasoning on to each plate just as Zhur enters the kitchen.
"You know, I think you should learn how to cook," I tell him brightly as I put the food on the table. "I don't mind doing the cooking now but I'm a firm believer in chore sharing. We could make a list of the chores to split out."
"We could," he agrees, and his gaze is on the front of my dress, where my loose breasts are moving and swaying so much it's like they're on a seesaw. But I haven't worn a bra since I got to Risda III and I don't plan on starting now just for it to come off again in a few hours.
It's kinda nice that he stares, though.
"Hope you don't mind casserole for dinner," I say, ignoring that my tits are practically flouncing as I head to the kitchen to get two glasses of water.
"I do not know what it is, but I am certain it will be fine."
The food is actually pretty good, I decide as we eat. It's got different spices than we do back home, but it's meat and thick, potato-like vegetables layered in with a bit of cheese that I swore to Skritch that humans truly did want to eat things like that (he was skeptical). Zhur makes appreciative sounds and eats his entire serving and has a second portion. When we're done, I clear the table and show him how to hand-wash the dishes to clean them off, and pack away the remainder of the food for lunch tomorrow.
He leans his back against the counter and regards me as I swipe a towel over things to clean up (or to just keep my hands busy). "Well?"
"Well what?"
"Shall we?"
I turn and look at him, a panicked thrill racing through my system. "Now?"
He regards me with slitted eyes, and his tail flicks once. "Were you waiting for a specific time?"
"Well, no. It just seems early, that's all. The sun is still out." I gesture at the window.
"Humans don't have sex when the sun is up?"
"No, we totally can. I just...I guess I was expecting later tonight? And I don't know why." I give him a sheepish look. "I have to admit, this is all feeling kind of strange and weird."
"It is awkward because we are strangers to each other's bodies," he agrees. "When we have mated once or twice, it will be more comfortable. But I meant what I said when I told you that you were in charge. If you wish to wait for the sun to go down, we can."
When he puts it that way, it sounds silly. It's sex, not summoning a vampire. I'm putting down all kinds of silly rules that don't have to exist. It's all because I'm nervous. Like he said, it'll be better when we're more familiar with each other's bodies.
I hope.
"We don't have to wait. I'm just making excuses because I'm anxious," I confess. "We can do it now."
Zhur smiles at me, displaying sharp teeth. For some reason, I find that slow grin of his arousing, like I just made his day. Like this is more than just a hair-cut or an itch-scratching for him.
The nervous butterflies in my stomach grow larger, but there's only one way to tackle this. I gesture at the bedroom. "Should we?"
CHAPTER
FIFTY-FIVE
ZHUR
I am glad I spent all afternoon brushing up on human anatomy. Their bodies have differences than those of my people, but the general pleasure points seem to be the same. There is a clitoris, though for humans it seems to be partially outside the body and inside the inner wall of the vaginal canal. There is also the prostate, but that is primarily for male pleasure and I am not certain Maeve wants me hunting around her body to locate hers, because the diagrams I saw were quite unclear.
More than anything, though, I will rely upon my old trainings—ask a lot of questions and watch my partner's responses. It sounds easy enough...unless humans have a different pleasure response. I picture her making screeching noises like a wounded avian and wince. Surely not. The ones in the vids made appropriate sounds, but you never know.