"So keffing sweet I can't stand it." He drags his tongue up and down my flesh, covering as much ground as possible. "How are we not doing this every day?"
At the moment, I don't have an answer for him. Why aren't we doing this every day? I pant as his tongue explores my body, teasing a trail through crevices and folds, discovering all the bits I can only see with a well-aimed mirror. He's not shy about this at all, either. When his tongue teases across my back hole, I squeal in surprise, arching my hips.
"Bad?" he asks, moving to press kisses on my thigh instead. "Noodle?"
"No. Just...surprising. And if you're going to lick me there, don't put your tongue inside me."
"Oh? You don't like it?"
"No—you just never go ass to mouth. It's a rule."
He chuckles and then goes back between my cheeks, teasing my back entrance with his tongue. He hoists my hips higher, until his nose is practically inside me and his tongue keeps playing with my backside. I squirm again, gasping, and make a noise of surprise when I'm suddenly dumped back down onto the mattress. Kazex gets up and races across the room.
"Wait! Where are you going?" I sit up again, staring after him.
"Mouthwash," he says, and then I hear the sound of him brushing his teeth and rinsing. "Didn't realize I'd broken the rules when I went down there. It was just too cute to ignore." He jabbers at me as he brushes his teeth. "Now I want to lick more of your pussy, so...mouthwash."
I flop back down on the bed, fighting the urge to giggle like a madwoman. Somehow when I'd imagined us getting together, I hadn't pictured mid-cunnilingus mouth washing. Then again, I guess it was mid-rimming and now we're going back to cunnilingus?
He returns with the scent of herbs lingering around him, and a bright grin. "Back to my feast."
I laugh again, because I'm having such fun. When I'd thought about sex with Kazex, I'd put so much importance on it. That we'd be extremely serious and it would somehow change our personalities with the intensity of the moment. But...nothing's changed other than the fact that we're touching each other. He's still a big sweetheart, utterly eager for everything when it comes to me. And I'm not nervous anymore. I'm having a wonderful time.
Kazex flashes another quick smile at me and then returns to his spot between my thighs, his belly on the mattress. He pins my legs in his grip, curling one arm around each thigh, and then frames his face with my body. "Perfection."
A breath later, he buries his face in my pussy.
All my giggles die. I moan, and this time I can't help but reach for his hair. It's short, almost as short as mine, and I curl my fingers in the black locks of it as he sweeps his tongue over my skin, looking for the entrance to my body. When he finds it, he makes a pleased sound. "So wet. Kef me."
I whimper as he thrusts into me with his tongue, wanting nothing more than to buck against him. This all feels good—really good—but I need more. I'm not going to come from this alone. It feels amazing, true, but I'm reaching the point where I'm about to put my hand back on my clit just so I can get off.
He tongues me again then groans, the sound pure pleasure. "Ah, Ruthie. You are so keffing hot and wet." He licks me again and I tug on his hair, trying to move him upward. "Where do you want me to kiss this pretty cunt?"
"Clit, please."
"Mmm. This little spot here?" And he leans in and rubs the tip of his nose against it.
I nearly come off the bed. "Yes!"
"You want me to...lick it?" His tongue slithers up my folds and then draws a teasing circle around my clit.
A sob of need catches in my throat. "More."
"More of that? What feels best? Tell me. I want to learn."
"Steady rubbing on the sides, or sucking on it. Circles. Friction but not full contact. All of that feels incredible."
"Yeah?" His voice is soft with arousal. "Maybe I'll try a few things. Tell me if I do something you don't like, 'kay? Noodle away."
"I like you down there, I swear," I pant, frantic. "I love it. I just need more."
He grunts reassurance, and then his mouth closes over my clit. A trill of delight escapes me, and I squeeze my thighs against his ears, trying to hold him there. Kazex gets the message, though. He toys with my clit using only the tip of his tongue and then sucks on it. The noises I make get louder and more enthusiastic as he sucks harder, interrupting only to flick his tongue over my clit with light, teasing motions that make me absolutely insane. I follow the hunger deeper, losing all control of myself. I'm dimly aware that I'm rocking my hips against his face, lifting up even as he works my clit. I'm making ridiculous, obscene noises.